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"Attention students. Please head to the gym and faculty please head there with them". I was confused. We're we supposed to have an assembly today. And a third period. I gathered my things and started to head to the gym. I walked slow and hanged back a little, not wanting my tiny frame to get me swept up in the crowd.

I took a seat at the top row with my friend Dahlia and looked around confused. There was no table in the middle of the gym for an award ceremony. No guest speaker banners hanging up. There was no traumatic experience or suicide in the last three months so no "important talk". What is the point of this assembly. And why are the teachers all together. Usually there all spread out.

BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG

I immediately recognized the sound and ducked down quickly. Dahlia was clinging to me and I almost stabbed myself with my phone. That was a sound of a gun. A Colt M 16 to be precise. What the hell is a semi automatic weapon doing here. In the corner of my eye I saw at least twenty men. All of them were in army like clothing and masks. Well all except one. Despite the situation. I uncovered my head and looked at him.

I saw him before. I know his name. Austin Rogers. He was a part of a scandal over a decade ago that my dad was apart of. Mr. Mullins are school principal and founder was involved in it to.
Wait,
He was locked for a lot of federal offenses including embezzlement and murder. Why is he out of jail and what's he doing at are school.

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