[ WP ] Two victims of bullying make a plan to shoot up their high school together . However , they both secretly plan to betray the other in order to become a hero .

I don ’ t know why Jerry considered doing this. He always seemed like a nice kid. Straight A student, captain of the basketball team, volunteered a lot outside of school. It didn ’ t add up to me. The kid had absolutely everything going on, including his pick of the girls. 
 
 There was a rumor he had so many girls ask him to the fall dance that they created a formal submission process. And we ’ re talking like *the girls* too, everybody who was a somebody asked out Jerry. Even a few girls ended relationships just for a chance at a date with him. 
 
 The funny part is, well maybe not so funny, but anyway, he turned them all down. He didn ’ t even go to the dance. It ’ s not like he had any problem being social. He couldn ’ t get that kind of attention if people didn ’ t like him. He always had a smile on his face and was ready for quick joke if anybody ever needed one. 
 
 This didn ’ t make sense for Jerry, but it did make sense for me. I hadn ’ t talked to anyone in school for three weeks. It wasn ’ t because I was ugly or smelled bad, or had a reputation. It was that I didn ’ t have any reputation at all. Nobody knew who I was. I almost would ’ ve preferred a bad reputation. At least that way people would talk to me. Just being invisible in an entire school full of people was torture. 
 
 Maybe that was why he chose me. He wanted somebody that couldn ’ t tell somebody else even if they wanted to. I mean, even if I did tell someone, who would believe me? I almost had to be the hero didn ’ t I? It was the only real way to stop him. 
 
 We were getting close now, it was almost time. 
 
 “ Stop! ” A too young voice called from behind me. *What, that could be…* 
 
 “ Bryan don ’ t do it! ” The young voice called again, and I saw my little brother running towards me. *He was supposed to be in elementary school right now. * 
 
 “ I saw that daddy ’ s case was empty. ” He said, colliding into me and wrapping me up in an awkward hug in the middle of the hallway. 
 
 “ Uh, what? ” I say. I can ’ t think of anything intelligent to say. 
 
 “ Don ’ t do it. ” He says again, bear hugging me. “ I won ’ t let you. I won ’ t let go until you come home. ” 
 
 Sidenote: Get help. This prompt is clearly going to be seen by a large number of people, at least some of which are considering this. Seriously, get help. If not for you, then for the other people in your life. Everybody ’ s got parents, friends, mentors, other people who mean a lot to them. If you can ’ t be strong for you, be strong for them, get help.
