Jason's POV
"What the hell do you think your doing??!!??!" I ask Heather McEvil.
I watch as Veronica slowly gets up. Brushing the dust that fell on her dress due to the nasty floor. Veronica picks her slushie off the floor. Only to have Heather Duke take it out of her hands and throw it out her. I can't help but laugh at the girl fight.
Veronica glares at me. Almost begging me to slap Heather. I think about pulling my pistol out of my jacket. But I instead roll up my sleeves and lundge toward Mr arm candy.
I punch his smug little face. He catches me by surprise and punches me in the gut. I groan out of pain as he slowly gets up. I kick him in the nuts. He groans as I tackle him once more.
We fall to the ground. Gripping each other's shoulders. Rolling back and forth on the floor.
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I hit him in his fist and he pulls something out of his varsity jacket a pistol. He placed it on my head while I laugh.
"I have you now you punk!" He spits.
A laugh again. Almost smile.
"Pull the trigger then." I grin.
Veronica stares at me scared, Heather Duke has a look of shock on her face.
Veronica knows I have something up my sleeves.
My words seem to Echo in his head. His hand trembles around the trigger. Barely touching it with his pinky finger. A single drop of sweat falls down his face. Almost in the same manner as a tear. I wouldn't be surprised if he wet his pants.
I smile one last time. As I slowly pull my pistol out of my trench coat slowly.
I point it at his gut. He drops his gun.
I stand up. And shoot him anyway.
"What have you done JD."
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