I sat perfectly still on the dark, wooden pew. Tears stained my face and dripped onto the lace of my black dress as I sat in silence.
My dad sat next to me, he was taking it surprisingly well, or he's good at acting like it.
I took the hardest hit.
I don't know if it's out of love for him, or because my life is taking a turn for the worst.
I can imagine all the ways I'm going to be tormented once I go back to school. Without my brother, I have no one to protect me. They know that.
My school has over three thousand kids attending daily. Why is my brother the only victim? Sure, others were injured, but he's the only death. Why?
The man that shot him is Michael L. Book.
The reason he shot my brother is that he's our best player. I can't even make this up. Michael's son is the quarterback for North High, our rivals. He tried to injure Zach to take him out of football, so his son would be the best, and not Zach.
I can't even fathom how he got to the conclusion that shooting someone in the chest eight times is only an injury. But okay.
I haven't gone to school in two weeks, and I, unfortunately, have to go tomorrow, and I am in no way prepared. Everyone is going to use this as an opportunity, to my dismay, that includes Madelyn and Raymond.
So in short, I'm so screwed.
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RomanceA normal girl, Lily. Your average junior. Attends High school, has interesting hobbies and talents, and has her secrets to get away from the world. Unlike everyone else however, she is bullied by almost everyone she knows. With her family being the...
