Chapter THREE

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***(Imma just warn ya that there's some killing and dying and stuff in this, just saying)***

Jayko's POV: To Where His School Got Brainwashed:

I was sitting in class doing this hard af math test. I turned to my best friend Dick and asked, "Hey, Dick, do you know what 9 + 10 is?"

"Oh, let me guess," but then he screamed it out loud, "21!"

"You stupid," my other friend, Jimmy, said.

"BOYS, WHAT IS GOING ON HERE!" oh dammit, my bloody teacher had to interfere. "RICHARD KENTLY, GO TO THE PRINCIPLES OFFICE RIGHT AWAY!" Dick shot me a 'I'm not going' look and he left the class, but know I think about it, it's probably the last time I'll ever see him again.

Maybe

"Students, the time is up, hand in your test now." As I was walking up to my annoying teacher, some big and buff FBI man busted into our classroom.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN HERE? DID YOU HAVE PERMISSION FROM THE PRINCIPLE!" My teacher for no apparent reason started yelling at the FBI, what a good choice.

The FBI pushed past my teacher to the front of the room, where they brought up and old rustic tv. "Kids, I'm sorry for the disturbance but may you all look strait at the television," one of the FBI guys said.

"WHAT THE HELL GET OUT OF MY CLASSROOM RIGHT NOW!" Right now my teacher was going ballistic, even for her frail, old grandma frame she was still pretty scary.

"Ma'am, calm down, we can either do this the easy way or the hard way," the same FBI guy said, trying to calm down her anger.

But what she did next was not what a teacher or even an old lady should've done. That savage, bloody slapped him, omg. But that very minute was her last. The guy swiftly pulled out his gun and shot her brains out.

Maybe or maybe not there was a few tears🤷🏻‍♂️

Everyone screamed in the class, as her body fell limp to the ground my friend Jimmy couldn't handle it. I'm not saying that he's weird and all but he just can't handle those type of situations, even blood makes him throw up, but this wasn't blood, well there was a lot of blood but besides that there's someone laying on the ground with a bullet through her head, dead.

My friend Jimmy ran right out of the class, but one of the men started following him, and that's also the last time I'll probably see him.

Heaps of people started screaming and panicking and also trying there hardest to escape. I wonder why no one from the other classes has come to help us?

But then I had an idea, a brilliant one to be exact. "HEY, LOOK SOMEONE HAS JUST ESCAPED!" I screamed, pointing to the other exit door some people were crowed around. Nows my chance, to escape and not be shot in the head.

I ducked past two FBI man and ran for my life out the door. "HEY, COME BACK HERE!" Dammit, well I'm probably going to die.

I look behind me and see a fat and stubby man running, kinda far, behind me. Just my luck, this will be a piece of cake. Just as I said that, I rounded a corner and came face-to-face with a couple of white vans. I looked back behind me and saw the guy laying on the floor maybe dead but maybe just passed out from chasing after me. But thats not the weirdest thing, students, or should I say walking zombies, from my school were lined up, waiting to get into the vans.

But what completely disturbed me was behind a van was a person, and when I saw the shoes *coff* Nike Air-Maxs *coff* I ran right to the van and crouched next to the nearly dead body.

Jimmy was lying on the floor holding his stomach. That's when I really started to break down and cry.

"Ja-Jayko is th-that you?" He asked in a shaky voice.

"Jimmy, listen, I'm going to get you out of here ok," I couldn't control myself I wanted to scream at the FBI for doing this.

"Jayko, e-everything hur-hurts," he started crying and was slowly closing his eyes.

"WAIT, JIMMY DONT GO," I cried and pleaded, "PLEASE DONT GO, JUST STAY WITH ME PLEASE."

Then he said his last words, "just re-remember me ok, I-I don't want to be for forgotten." And then he breathed his last breath.

"I will buddy, I will," I promised, while still crying my heart out.

Suddenly, some of the vans started to move. So I got up and ran as fast as I could out of my school, not even looking back.

A couple miles later and I spotted another person. Omg, was I imagining this, this can't be possible. "HEY!" I yelled out as much as my raspy voice could go. She didn't turn around but when I said it the second time she did.

This is going to be a interesting journey.

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*grabs tissues* Jimmy my boy is dead 😢😭

I gotta ask, did anyone else cry during that?

No/Yeah, oh well

Ciao People👋🏼

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