[ 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 ?

There was always going to come a time that I ’ d simply had enough. 
 
 The worst part wasn ’ t the bullying. That, I could handle. I had 3 older brothers, so I was used to it being a bit rough. It ’ s the blatant ignoring that I couldn ’ t stand. 
 
 When I asked to sit at a table at lunch, I got completely blanked. When it was time to pair up for a project, I was always the last man left. And just forget prom, or anything along those lines. Girls treated me with the same ignorance as the guys. I once heard someone say the opposite of love isn ’ t hate; it ’ s indifference. Sounds legit to me. 
 
 So I decided I would do something to make them notice me. 
 
 I ’ ve got the gun tucked away in my school bag. Between a science textbook and my lunch. I feel like that ’ s kind of funny, and I smile. My mother notices. She ’ s been worried about me, and I bet she thinks I ’ ve met a girl I like. 
 
 On the bus, I ’ m pretty nervous. I wonder if this is normal? I can ’ t exactly ask anyone. Maybe, if I change my mind at the last minute and decide not to take my own life, there ’ ll be support groups I can join. 
 
 I ’ ve decided that the best time to do this is during the afternoon assembly, when all the students gather in the auditorium to hear announcements and whatever. Most bang for my buck that way. But it does mean I need to keep the gun concealed until then. This amuses me more, like I have a special secret. 
 
 I spend my lunch in the library. The lady who works there, Donna, has never been outright mean to me, but I think she thinks I ’ m weird. I ’ m pretty sure she isn ’ t allowed to actually say anything though. So this is where I always eat lunch. No one to judge me here. 
 
 It ’ s getting closer to the end of the school year, which means exams are coming up, so there ’ s more people here studying than normal. There ’ s Jack in the corner. I ’ m not really convinced he knows how to read, but his beautiful girlfriend, Jenny, is sitting with him. I guess she ’ s reading to him. 
 
 At another desk, there ’ s Anna, shy and quiet with huge glasses. She reminds me of an owl. I didn ’ t think she ’ d ever need to study. 
 
 Must be about 18 people in here today. About 15 more than normal. I scan them all, and again I ’ m amused. They don ’ t know what ’ s coming. What would they do if they did know? 
 
 I stand up to get ready to go to my next class. Just one more to go before the deed. At exactly the same time, I see Adrian Denny stand up from his desk. Another loner, Adrian does more to separate himself than anyone I know. He ’ s gone for a bit of a goth look, and he ’ s the only kid I know in our school with a tattoo. We lock eyes for a moment. He starts to slowly reach into his bag, and it ’ s like everything is in slow motion. Somehow, I know what ’ s coming. I see a glint of metal as he pulls his hand out, and I yell ‘ GET DOWN!! ’ 
 
 Some are quicker to react than others. Anna quickly dives under a desk, and I see Jack trying to pull Jenny behind the librarian ’ s desk. She isn ’ t fast enough, and the first shot rings out, making its way right into Jenny ’ s perfectly tanned leg. 
 
 The screams start then, and I can see there ’ s a divide between people who are trying to exit the library, and those just trying to hide. The people trying to get away get the next tirade of bullets. Becky and Mason go down straight away, their wails adding to the cacophony. Alex gets grazed by a bullet, but carries on, getting out of the room and sounding the alarm in the hallways. 
 
 ‘ DENNY ’ S GOT A GUN! ’ 
 
 More screams. Everything still seems to be in slow motion for me. Adrian ’ s gone after one of the students, almost chasing him around the racks of books. I know what to do in that moment. 
 
 I grab a chair, and wait for him. I ’ m at the edge of a set of shelves, and I can hear him rasping as he chases Tom. Tom skids around the corner, and I give him a nod, and hit Adrian with the chair, with all of my strength. I watch him drop to the floor, holding his nose, which is now streaming with blood. While he ’ s busy with that, I get my gun from my bag. I see Anna looking on, her face a mask of horror, and I sit atop Adrian ’ s chest and pin down his arms. 
 
 ‘ It was supposed to be me, ’ I say. I put the gun to his head, and pull the trigger once.
