Joker
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Thinking back, I never really saw myself in this type of situation. It's all like, some sick horror movie you'd likely see on TV, not here, in a highschool of all places. My names Daniel, but people call me Danny. Right now, I guess you can say i'm having my life flash before my eyes, contenplating on every desicion i've ever made. This guys on top of me, drooling all over my face while I barely hold him back with my bare hands. When I think about it, how did I get here? It seems like just an hour ago, we were in Mrs. Henrik's class.
Flashback
"Alright class, who can tell me the square root of 36? Then see if it's either a rational, or irrational number", she meekly says, it's a Monday, so I guess it's reasonable she has no energy. I look around the room and there's Maddie, some rich preppy girl who feels like she always needs to prove her worth by raising her hand for ever question.
"It's six, Mrs. Henrik, and yes, it is a rational number", he hands gently presses back on her desk, a wide grin full of radiating self-accomplishment sits smug on her pale face. Everyone else moans while seeing we have five more minutes left, five minutes too much I say. I raise my hand to go to the bathroom, hopefully I can skip next block with Connor.
"Mrs. Henrik, may I use the bathroom"
"Do you plan on coming back, Daniel?"
"Well, we only have five minutes left, but yeah, I guess?"
"Very well, you have 45 seconds, a second over and it's an automatic write up for skipping"
"45 seconds?! How am I going to--"
"36 now, Cavazos, better hurry"
You could practically here the almost silent, 'oooohhhs', going on in the classroom. For juniors, are maturity level wasn't quite there. I throw my bag over my shoulder, and dart out the room. While traveling to the boy's bathroom, I see a bunch of, what you would call, 'chulos', blocking the entrance.
"Uh, excuse me?"
"Where you going, holmes?"
"Honestly, I don't want any trouble, I just wanna use the bathroom"
Now, I didn't catch what he said, but his breath wreaked of cigarettes, pretty gross. Just before I could respond, the bell rung frantically. I checked my phone, and it wasn't time to be dismissed, the intercom came on and I heard our principal, Mr. Beppler practically shouting over the mic.
"All students, go in your respective classrooms and have your Teachers lock the doors, this is not a drill, we have an intrud--"
His quivering voice was cut short, a long moan followed by a bunch of crunching noises screeched through the speakeds. By the time I looked up, the group of kids were gone, and the school was filled by nothing but screams. I saw a shadowy figure at the end of the hall, a man with a strong, muscular build and freakishly wide shoulders. In his right hand, a body was lazily dragged around, it was covered in blood and what seems to be teeth marks. At first, I didn't recognize her, but the floral skirt gave it away. Ms. Perkins, the secretary. My mouth dropped in horror, swiftly turning around, I ran back to the room, he saw me chased after me. He was gaining until I threw my bookbag and left him to trip over it. Pounding on the door, a blond haired girl named Sarah threw it open then slammed it shut once I was in. Everyone's face was frozen, in a state of eternal shock. I wanted answers, I looked around and no one was willing to utter a word. I looked at Mrs. Henrik and she motioned me to look at the TV screen.
"Holy shit"
Flashback
"Alright class, who can tell me the square root of 36? Then see if it's either a rational, or irrational number", she meekly says, it's a Monday, so I guess it's reasonable she has no energy. I look around the room and there's Maddie, some rich preppy girl who feels like she always needs to prove her worth by raising her hand for ever question.
"It's six, Mrs. Henrik, and yes, it is a rational number", he hands gently presses back on her desk, a wide grin full of radiating self-accomplishment sits smug on her pale face. Everyone else moans while seeing we have five more minutes left, five minutes too much I say. I raise my hand to go to the bathroom, hopefully I can skip next block with Connor.
"Mrs. Henrik, may I use the bathroom"
"Do you plan on coming back, Daniel?"
"Well, we only have five minutes left, but yeah, I guess?"
"Very well, you have 45 seconds, a second over and it's an automatic write up for skipping"
"45 seconds?! How am I going to--"
"36 now, Cavazos, better hurry"
You could practically here the almost silent, 'oooohhhs', going on in the classroom. For juniors, are maturity level wasn't quite there. I throw my bag over my shoulder, and dart out the room. While traveling to the boy's bathroom, I see a bunch of, what you would call, 'chulos', blocking the entrance.
"Uh, excuse me?"
"Where you going, holmes?"
"Honestly, I don't want any trouble, I just wanna use the bathroom"
Now, I didn't catch what he said, but his breath wreaked of cigarettes, pretty gross. Just before I could respond, the bell rung frantically. I checked my phone, and it wasn't time to be dismissed, the intercom came on and I heard our principal, Mr. Beppler practically shouting over the mic.
"All students, go in your respective classrooms and have your Teachers lock the doors, this is not a drill, we have an intrud--"
His quivering voice was cut short, a long moan followed by a bunch of crunching noises screeched through the speakeds. By the time I looked up, the group of kids were gone, and the school was filled by nothing but screams. I saw a shadowy figure at the end of the hall, a man with a strong, muscular build and freakishly wide shoulders. In his right hand, a body was lazily dragged around, it was covered in blood and what seems to be teeth marks. At first, I didn't recognize her, but the floral skirt gave it away. Ms. Perkins, the secretary. My mouth dropped in horror, swiftly turning around, I ran back to the room, he saw me chased after me. He was gaining until I threw my bookbag and left him to trip over it. Pounding on the door, a blond haired girl named Sarah threw it open then slammed it shut once I was in. Everyone's face was frozen, in a state of eternal shock. I wanted answers, I looked around and no one was willing to utter a word. I looked at Mrs. Henrik and she motioned me to look at the TV screen.
"Holy shit"
