snowed in | grayson dolan

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"so, is the snow any better?" i ask, as i stuff a warm pan au chocolat into my mouth.

"nope, if anything, it's even worse" ethan replies, and i huff.

"well, we better get out of here soon, otherwise i'm suing!" alyssa exclaims.

"and who are you going to sue?" peter cuts in.

"the weather" she says, and gets up from the table to go put her plate away.

everyone rolls their eyes, and follows her to put their plates away.

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"ethan, truth or dare?" i asked him. this has got to be at least our 30th round, and things weren't getting anymore exciting.

"dare" he says.

"dare you to kiss alyssa" i say almost immediately, and ethan blushes red.

"only if it's alright with her" he stammers out, and she smiles.

she nods, and they close in for a quick peck. everyone else cheers and whoops, until a knock at the cafeteria door was heard.

"oh, who could that be?" josh asks himself, and he gets up to go get it.

just before he can reach the door handle, the door busts open, and a group of men in black masks storm in. one holding a gun, and another an axe.

"do as we say, and you won't be hurt" one of them shouts, and i'm in the corner, shaking in fear. the person with the gun notices me, and walks towards me.

"what's your name, pretty one?" he asks.

"j-jordyn" i say, my teeth chattering.

"mmm, pretty name for a pretty girl" he says, stroking my chin.

"hey! get your dirty hands off of her!" grayson screams from across the room.

"shut the fuck up!" the guy with the gun shouts back, and raises his gun to shoot at him.

he pulls the trigger, and grayson falls limp to the floor.

"nooo!" i scream and cry out, lunging forward to attack the man who just shot grayson.

everything went so slow for a moment, one second i'm punching and kicking him with all my might, the next i'm rolling over to the side because of a stinging pain in my shoulder.

"fucking crazy bitch" are the last words i hear, before passing out.