The Unfortunates; My side of the Forgotten

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  • Dedicated to Anthony and Virginia White :)
                                    

"Tick tock, tick tock" rang the bell as it slowly inched toward 2:30. I couldn't tell who watched it more desperately, me or the teacher. 17 out of 20 heads were on the desk as the teacher droned on and on about the Pythagorean Theorem. I locked eyes with summer and we snickered, imagining what Wytavia would say as Mrs. Robin tried to convince the class how important this was.

Then everything changed. A red dot blew through Mrs. Robin's forehead, causing her to drop like a brick, dead before she hit the ground. I stared, shocked, and the ground swayed beneath me, this isn't happening I thought, this isn't happening. I took me a moment to realize if I didn't get down now, I was going to die.

An adrenaline rush swept through me and I flipped over two tables and ducked behind them, crying as more of my friends dropped. I saw Summer and started crawling toward her, ignoring the bodies that lay across the floor. I saw her turn around as Sarah collapsed behind her.

I could tell by the way she didn't move that she was dead. I silently begged Summer to keep moving. I started coughing unbearably, tears stinging my cheeks as breaking glass cut my cheeks. Through blurry vision I saw Dustin kneel beside her, grabbing her hand gently and leading her toward me. When we finally reached us, Summers eyes seemed lifeless, and overfilled with pain. I grabbed her arm gently and whispered in her ear. "It's going to be alright" I promised.

She wouldn't look at me. We sprinted to the window and I slammed my fist into the glass, crying out quietly as my hands started to bleed. I gently pushed summer through first, and then motioned to Dustin to go. Before I jumped out, I took one last look at the classroom, and wish I hadn't.

What remained of my classroom was ransacked. I couldn't even look at the bodies that claimed the floor. I then jumped out the window, wincing as my hands brushed the broken glass. I shoved Dustin and Summer through the haze, stumbling across the grass, leaning against the brick walls.

I thought about all the rest of my friends, and I suddenly was consumed by pain so great, that I stopped moving. When I started running again, I had one purpose and one only. I had to get my friends out.

I was too busy to pay much attention to anything else, so when I slammed into Alex, I didn't notice till we hit the ground. He smirked up at me then smiled gently as my heart raced. He then pushed me off, and got up brushing his hands on his jeans. I leaped up next to him, and he glanced at me worried. "We need to find Ericka" he said.

"Wait what?" I asked, and I was dumbfounded. Out of many people I knew I had to save, She would most definitely not be on my list. "Why" I grunted, slightly annoyed. All three of them looked at me incredulously. I glared back, but on the inside was greatly confused. "Am I missing something?" I spit out. Alex looked down at his feet and Summer winced. Dustin finally braved up and said "Ria... they're dating".

Then I opened my eyes. The sunlight streamed through the windows, creating a column of light that illuminated the seven gray bunk beds that resided in the shack we call home. I sighed audibly for I knew I couldn't go back to sleep now. Even after two years I still dreamed of that day in vivid detail. I climbed out of the bed I shared with Allie and hopped down, wincing as my feet made the boards creak. I quietly crept down the hallway, and tiptoed outside.

The air was crisp and cool, and birds flit through the air, weaving rainbows of shimmering gold and midnight blue. The sun created a blanket of warmth that spread over all the grass, turning it into a sparkling sea of green.

I smirked as I heard bunk beds groaning as multiple pairs of feet climbed down from their slumber. I'm not sure what I enjoyed more, hearing Ericka whine about our living conditions, or enjoying everyone's grumpy mood.

I skipped back into the kitchen and yelled "Morning Summer". She greeted me with a grunt and threw a packet of oatmeal at me. I laughed as I walked down the hallway, whispering "touché". Catherine and Jim greeted me in the hallway, carrying the eight year old terrorists, Cali and Elena.

I have known Jim for years now, and even though I had just recently met Catherine, I already thought of her as a little sister. The twins were inseparable from them, and they had a special level of emotion only reserved for Jim and Catherine. Catherine looked at me with a slight smile. "Ericka is attempting to control the baby again" and Jim snickered. I rolled my eyes and gently teased "It's not her fault she sucks at everything".

They laughed as I continued down the hallway, soon reaching Melody's door. I walked into the bedroom and almost burst out laughing. Poor Melody was screaming her head off as Ericka tried to calm her, which she was failing at. I swooped in and gently grabbed Melody from her, resting her on my hip. She calmed almost instantly, and looked up at me with her gossamer blue eyes, and I melted. I barely heard Ericka as she stomped out of the room, muttering angrily.

I picked Mel up from my hip and ran down the hallway, letting her fly like an airplane. She gurgled and clapped her hands, and she gave a sigh when I sat her down at the table. She looked up at me like a puppy and I would have gave in, if Summer hadn't ducked in and handed her some food.

I did a headcount, making sure to count even the little ones. Allie, Chris, Natalie, Dustin, Faith, Summer, Jim, Wytavia, Alyssa, Dalton, Catherine and the twins sat somewhere around the table, and there were two seats left. I sighed and Chris and Summer looked up at me knowingly. Alex and Ericka soon walked in, Ericka whining as usual, and she grabbed Alex's hand.

An invisible fist clenched around my heart as they touched and I just couldn't hold It in anymore. I walked out the door slamming it on the way out. Anger filled my veins and I punched every non-living thing as I waked along the cracked road. Its wasn't fair, she got everything. I knew I was being petty, but I honestly didn't care anymore. She got Alex, and everyone tolerated her. She didn't do anything!

I walked a long time, kicking multiple pebbles, and cheering quietly as the hit abandoned signs and buildings. I hadn't realized how far I had gone until the beautiful sun was blocked out by a humongous wall. Then I remembered everything. I was still on my side of the forgotten.

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