Boarding School [2]

Chad~

I heard Mike tell Maria to talk with Alex who had a bomb.

"No it's too dangerous, I'll do it" I said.

"He won't blow Maria up, he'll blow you up in a second." Mike said.

I squirmed there had to be a way out of this, but I saw none.

"Fine, but be careful," I said.

She nodded and moved towards Alex.

"Ok, I'm going to sneak up on him from behind, you call the cops." Mike said.

I nodded.

May~~

May heard the words being whispered below, a bomb though?! Matt's body froze behind her, making him seem like a statue.

"Get upstairs and get my parentals," My scared voice was hoarse as I sprinted to the nearest cealing vent, unscrewing the bolts with my nails.

"No," Matt's voice was firm, but soft quite an oxymoron that could only be reached by the MAtt factor. I blew a kiss then scurried down the hole aiming for the light at the end of the tunnel. Too bad the house was a bit older than it looked.

*make her fall though the ceiling please!*

Marianne

But-! But-! To go and talk with him... How could she do it?! He had raped her, filmed it and blackmailed her! How could she?! Marianne took a deep breathe, and looked around at the faces that were expecting her to do it. The volunteering of Chad surely made her happier, but it would be worthless if the damn bomb went off. Oh, wait. BOMB. There was a bomb. Alex was holding a bomb.

Mike's speech kinda calmed her, and she took one step after another until she reached Alex. She appeared to not see the bomb, and Alex half hid it when she approached him.

"Hi," she breathed. How much courage it had taken her to talk to him. Alex's eyes seemed to spark, and he replied with a 'Hey'. He was different now. And Maria knew exactly what would break him. She took a quick look at Chad for courage, and got closer to him.

Marianne whispered into his ear, "I've missed you." Holding back the tears, she waited to see what he would do.

Matt~~

I ran back up to the lobby and searched for Alex. He was sitting at a booth and Maria was talking to him. Panic screamed through my whole body. This was not going to end well. I forced my way through the crowd gently, not attracting attention but moving quickly. When I was close I saw Mike sneaking up as well.

I motioned for him, "When I grab him, get the bomb and take it to the cops."

Mike

I nodded in reply to Matt, and waited out of view from Alex. I saw the bomb, hidden badly, and got ready to jump at it. Matt walked through the crowd casually, positioning himself right next to Alex. He signaled Maria, and then a second later had him in a bear hug. I took the moment, and grabbed the bomb. I jumped from the table, and began a run to the door when there was a dry crack, and metallic creak.

The ceiling above me fell in, plaster falling on me. I stopped coughing, and then I felt feet land on my shoulders. I fell to the ground from the force, and the bomb rolled away from me, over to Alex. I got up and saw May next to me, rubbing her head. Alex, who had been released from Matt by other party goers, picked the bomb up, and glared at me, then Matt, and finally Maria.

"So, you were just using me?" he shouted. And then lifted it. "Everybody, on the floor, and get over to the wall!"

Shannon

Why does God need to hunt us down every time we are together? Why? Being is a trip with the guys was one f the most spectacular things I had done in the past years but coexisting with this group I should have been prepared - things always go bad when we are together.
This time was no joke, that sicko bastard Alex had a bomb1 A freaking BOMB!
As soon as I noticed we were all lying down, holding on to our hopes and lives. Throw the corner of my eye I watched Alex grabbing Maria by her shoulder keeping her rally close to him. I could tell by her face that she was in pain. So has Chad that had is fist closed, his anger pumping on his veins. I held my hand into Adam's and prayed for the best.
Suddenly someone shouted. An urgent scream of agony and relief.

Nick

"I need to pee!" I yelled out.

I saw Shannon sigh in annoyance. "Fine," He said, picked up a bottle of wine, pours it out and tossed it to me. I took it and walked over to the corner. This was a vital point, how much I got out would determine how well this went. When I was done I turned around and took the bottle, and drunkenly threw it to Alex. The bottle spun and when it was over him complete showered him in my pee.

The guy dropped the bomb in surprise.

Matt~~

I rose, not even going for the bomb and hit Alex square in the stomach. he rose and swung back, but I kneed him. He rose into the air, his breath pushing out of his lungs. I forced him into the wall and slammed my elbow into his face, probably breaking his nose. He pushed me and I stumbled, but came back with a kick to his midsection. I had been practicing for years, and I knew that when someone delivered a good kick with the right part of the body it could deliver as much force as a car crash. And that was a very good kick.

Alex doubled over, and collapsed instantly.

I rushed to him, pulling him onto my back, "CALL THE COPS!!"

I set him on a table and ripped of his shirt, checking for dark spots that would betray internal bleeding, but I saw none. He probably just had broken ribs, which still wasn't good. I propped his head up on my jacket and held his nose, trying to stop the bleeding. Guilt and horror racked my body. I could have killed him then. I had wanted to. What had become of me?

Marianne

Everything happened too quickly, and Alex ordered everyone down, but kept Maria by his side, grabbing her arm too tightly; almost breaking it. Nick asked... he wanted to do what? Maria was sure he was trying to find a way to get them out of this situation. And he did. Alex was so surprised, he let go of her arm and Maria quickly backed away. Before she could even try to run, Matt was hitting him.

Alex fell to floor, unconscious. It was a good thing, an excellent thing, actually. That son of bitch deserved nothing more that to die alone and painfully. What was Matt doing now? He was actually trying to safe him?

"Let him die," Maria said, coldly. Chad was by her side in an instance, and she was afraid to hug him since he was still kinda mad at her. She thought. Shannon and Adam were now there too, but... where was May? Oh, right! She had fallen of the ceiling! Oh my God! But she was there, limping and with blood on her forehead, but standing near Shannon, who grabbed her immediately.

Chad~

With Chad apprehended we stood outside as the police questioned us. I never understood why ambulances gave people blankets after a traumatic experience, but now I understood. I felt cold to the bone and it had nothing to do with the teampeture. They started to load Alex into the ambulance and May was being checked out after falling threw a ceiling.

I wrapped my arms around Maria, with a blanket in hand. She faced me, but didn't say anything. I was about o say something but Mike came over.

"Alex is too stupid to pull this off, it had to be Seth," Mike said.

"Seth is a allot of thing, but I don't think he'd try to kill us," I said.

"You say this because you once part of his group," Mike said.

I sighed. "No, Seth is all talk he planned your guys demise several times, but it was just talk."

"Well lets see, let's call him," Matt said. He tossed me his phone and I called Seth, and put it on speaker sp everyone could here.

"Hello friends, what's up," Seth said on the other end.

so, I think Seth should become an NPC and be just a full time villian

What does NPC mean? If it means a community character then I'm fine with that. I was never that good at the evil plotting thing. I

yeah, sorta like that, just someone everyone controls, but no one writs specifically for him. It means non player(writer in this case) controlled.

I agree. And I made this post, so that the next person's post will be page number four

Mike

"Go fuck yourself," I told Seth through the phone.

"Why ever would you say that?" he asked, playing innocent.

"We know you Told Alex to use the bomb," Maria said.

"Why ever would I do that?" He asked.

"Because your a psycho, and you didn't want to leave a real path to you, so you puppet ed Alex along," I old him. "I just don;t get how anyone is as psychotic as you, to be able to kill so many people just because you didn;t get an invitation. And for a trip with people who don't even like you much, and for good reason."

"Well that's simple," Seth said.