Third period was a disaster. All four of us are in the same study hall and the teacher basically sleeps the whole class and when he is awake, he doesn't care what we do. So it was pretty much do-or-die watching Carter and Seth. I knew Seth carried several blades on him, all especially accessible and Carter keeps a 2 in clipped under belt. I don't carry anything on me, but I keep a small hand held in my backpack for walk around. Holland has his fists. It felt like hell was about to break loose all period, the air was tense and even for the people that didn't know what was going on, they knew it was best not to step in. Even most of the angels kept their mouths shut.
Broke the silence.
Seth and Carter started again.
“Shut up!” they both scream at the boy who sneezed.
“Don't talk at the same time I'm talking.” Carter yelled across the room to us.
“Bitch, don't you dare tell me what to do!” Seth pulled out a shiny blade with a black handle out of his pocket, stood up and pointed it at her.
“Do something!” she reacted back but instead of pulling a blade she pulled a small brown hand held. Everyone but the four of us dropped to the ground. They were scared but Holland and I were shocked.
“You want me to do something? I'll do something!” he started going towards her, which made everyone more scared. I knew Carter didn't know how to use it, let alone how to load it; I doubt it was loaded so I wasn't scared to stand in front on Seth to stop him.
“Seth stop, you're going to get in trouble.” Holland comes beside me to help hold him.
“I'm going to kill that bitch, she needs to know where she stands.” he give her a dirty look then looked back at us.
I looked into his eyes. They seemed hurt, sad and lonely. Not because he cheated and was caught, not because of his past, not because we lived in a terrible neighborhood. Because she actually meant it this time when she broke up with him and he knew it and he loved her. Sure he messed around a lot but he loved her with all his heart.
I heard her gun go off and I felt a quick, sharp pain in my back. I'm not quiet sure what's going on but I couldn't feel my legs and the room was sorta fading out. “Lyza!” I faintly hear Holland call. He is coming down with me, holding me. Why is he trying to hold me? I look around for Seth but I don't see him anymore. I try to call out and ask what's going on but I can't. I can't speak and my breaths are becoming heavier and heavier. I can't breath! I grab on to Hollands shirt and pull. I can feel his big hands wrap around my arms.