[ WP ] A young , mentally distraught high school student , weapon in tow , decides to shoot up his school before taking his own life . Just before the moment of truth , another student in his class opens fire on his class mates . What does he do next ?

I had my eyes closed, just for a moment, just for a breath. 
 And in just this moment the Gun bellowed through the room. Perplexed I looked down at my Bag, thinking somebody must have hit it funny. *What the hell have I missed? have I fucked up? I do n't remember this morning well, but I remember that I did n't want to chamber a bullet. The safety should've been on too! * 
 Nobody was even near my Bag, it rested beside me, completely undisturbed. I looked up, the fancy new Smartboard which no teacher was able to really use had a large red Stain on it, Ms Greenwich was nowhere to be seen. The Screaming slowly faded into my hearing again and I realized. everybody was looking at me! 
 *They know! * I had to be looking guilty. 
 
 `` Stay on your Asses, and you'll be fine!'' Jake screamed from behind me. I was greeted by a Gun in my face when I tried to look at him. 
 `` Please do n't make me do this'' he warned me, sounding as if he was begging. 
 `` Nobody do anything stupid! I'm just looking for them!'' he yelled one more time, before slowly starting to extract himself from behind his table. He tried to keep an eye on everybody while slowly going to the door and swinging his gun around wildly. I distinctly noticed his lack of trigger discipline and became worried, until the door slammed shut behind him. 
 I noticed sobbing, and looked around me. *Scared to death, that's what everybody here looks like*. We heard another two Shots in rapid succession from beyond the corridor and my classmates slowly started to move toward the door, Jennifer was the first one there, from my seat I saw her slowly pushing the handle down until the door unlatched, carefully she opened it always looking out. The Silence endet, when she left the door, suddenly everybody was racing to get out. 
 Everybody but me. 
 
 While everybody else was running, it dawned on me. *I might have a free pass*. Nobody will expect two people doing this at once at the same school. Luckily I had ridden my Bike to get here, which meant I had gloves and a mask with me. Funny how even the dumb Idea to load your gun with gloves to make you able to claim it's not yours if found, can play to your advantage. 
 In the empty classroom I masked myself, put on both gloves and took my gun. I remember feeling quite giddy about what was going to happen when another wave of thunder rolled over me. Before leaving the room I chambered a bullet and switchet the safety off, because my gun had indeed been safe until that moment. 
 
 Another scared class had just gone past my classroom on their way to safety. I decided that not everyone was going to make it. Although I had trained to become a quite good shot, it was hard to hit only the guys. Most of the girls did n't deserve this, they too were bitches at times, but they made up for it. You could try and get a look at their boobs when they bend down or just get a good look at their asses. The guys on the other hand. Well, they were my targets. 
 My glock 17 had 12 Shots left after that Class was screaming and running too far away for me to be confident to hit any one student. Four were on the floor. 
 
 Jake shot a few more times. It was perfect, he was like the dog rousing geese, two more groups of student literally ran into me, at least for a while. 
 I hit all four shots in the first group, but only 5 of 7 at the next. I had only one more bullet left to give, so I got down in a corner, got the bullets from my backpack and began reloading. 
 Sirens started blaring in the distance, coming closer. One more Class tried to make their way past me and I felt like I was being given a sign. There was Pete, running for his life, as silently as he could, staring at my masked face. 
 moments later he was staring at the tiled ceiling and the yelling of his class nearly made me miss the last thud from Jake, that one sounded very different. 
 while running through the corridors I kept hoping the Force did n't have stupid heroes with it in my town, I did n't need much more time. 
 
 Turns out, I was right, Jake sat down on the fountain where the hallways crossed. Or maybe he laid back before he did it, I do n't know. Or care very much. It was n't a pretty sight, I took his hand and with it, took my gun and fired once into the fountain. Through the slightly red tint I could see that it had worked I took the Projectile from the water and picked up the casing from my last shot, they would be tremendous mementos for this day. I left my gun in his left Hand, put my leftover bullets in his open Backpack and finally whispered my thanks. 
 
 I ran, to the next exit, I tried to remember the look on the faces of my classmates so I could imitate it. I throw open the Doors in front of me, and half a dozen Police-Cars are greeting me, blocking my way.
