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"We are all in danger...danger...danger."

"Sienna? Hello? Sienna?!," I hear Claire's voice calling out to me. I bring my head up, dumb-founded. What the, what kind of dream? Is it a sign? Are we all in serious danger? I briefly look at Claire. She's recording me, flash on.

"Turn that off," I clench my hand and cover her camera lens. She stops recording, and puts her phone faced down.

"What the hell is wrong with you? Shitty mood again?" Her voice, to high pitched and squeaky for me to understand a single word she's saying.

"No. Why did you wake me up in the first place?" She takes her pointer finger and points to a young guy, probably 5"6', green eyes, and dark brown hair, standing right infront of the classroom. "Oh shit," I reason to myself. I tap Claire on the arm and gesture my hand, shaking, moving side to side.

"Is that the new kid, everyone keeps talking about?"

"Duh, obviously. He's cute isn't he? Look at all the girls staring at him, captivated by his ruggedness." I gaze at her, and peer in disbelief.

"Really? Is that all you care about? Looks?"

Claire is all about looks. That's what makes me hate her more. Me on the other hand, I don't go for that. Just this new kid infront of me gives me bad vibes already. Just his eyes, have something to hide.

We all get up from our seats while the bell echoed through the school. As we were about to welcome the new kid, I found out he's a fast walker, so I try to keep up with him down the hallway, following him. He then stops at his locker, turns the lock and opens it, while I'm at the corner of the hallway, peeking around to see what secret he has to hide from all of us. As soon as I'm about to go up to him, I feel a tap on my shoulder. I turn around and see Claire, raising her eyebrows.

"What do you want Claire?" I glare at her and turn back around staring at the new kid.

"What are you doing?" She commences in her high pitched squeaky voice.

"Don't you think he's a little suspicious? Or keeping some kind of secret?" I squint eagerly.

"I dont know what your talking about," Claire remarks, while tugging at my sweatshirt, motioning me to leave him alone.

"He looks left, and right, waiting for people to stop staring at him, then he takes his notebooks, and some random object, and stuffs it in his bag." I shake Claire off and start trudging my way, following his footsteps as he closes the locker, and heads down the hallway.

"What do you think he's hiding?" Claire stops me. I turn back, and shrug.

"Only one way to find out." I turn back around and jog closer to him. He turns a corner and walks inside the cheer room.

"What the-." I kneel down and place my hands on the door. I peer in, and watch him take all his notebooks, some pencils, and.....

TWO GLOCK 19 PISTOLS!?

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