We were doing another of those stupid activities in PE- basketball.
"Hey Laura, why don't you join in?" Said the teacher, Mr.Larson.
I ignored him and continued to pretend to participate. I just want to go home and draw, but that's not an option. I have light brown hair with dark red highlights, pale skin, and green eyes. I turn 15 in 3 days( on april 2nd, and am a freshman at Cherokee High School. Then suddenly the speakers jutted to life. The usually calm vice- principle said, with a note of panic in his voice, "Attention students and teachers. The school will go into an un-scheduled lock-down, because there are several wanted prisoners in the area. There will be an announcement for the 'all clear' as soon as we get it from the county." There were screams echoing off of the walls, but back at my other school, this happened all the time, and nothing ever happened, so no reason for it to happen this time either, right? Mr.Larson ordered the girls into a maintanance room and the boys into the storage room.Everyone rushed ito their allotted locations. The lights flickered out, and we were left in complete darkness. A voice called out "Come out with your hands in the air, and don't try anything. There are two students we want: Thomas Kozak and Laura Young."
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Guns Hurt
Teen FictionThe story of a month- long kidnapp of 3 unfortunate highschool kids. Terrible tortures are used on them, and two of them gradually fall in love (although, they don't have much choice!)
