Damn, I knew I should have put:
Speed: No, you can't. You know why? Because now you're a suspect so go ahead and get comfortable.
Leagally..
*sigh* Ah well, I'll have to stick to not stealing the writer's lines.
Ordinary Man
Highschool
Classroom
Claire: *pokes Lori* Hey.
Lori: I'm working.
Claire: Pfft, it's just Shakespeare. Okay did you see what Ash was wearing today?
Lori: I didn't make it my priority of the day, why?
Claire: Ugh he makes me want to lay my coat down for him to walk over puddles.
Lori: How many puddles do you think are in a highschool, Claire?
Emma: I heard Ash had to tutor some Juniors in the chem lab today.
Lori: Oooh gossip for the losers. I'm SO psyched.
Teacher: Lori, do you have something to add to the class?
Lori: No sir. I'm just being a loser back here. No need to pay attention. Well, that is unless you like to pay attention to losers. Some of us have our moments.
Teacher: Lori...
Lori: I'll shut up now.
Emma: Did you see those two hot guys walk in this morning?
Claire: *gasp* Where?
Emma: They were at the front of the school. They had these big overcoats on, and they had sunglasses and one of them had this big ol' hat on.
Lori: Did you find out what they wanted?
Emma: Nah, one of them was having gun troubles so he didn't have time to talk.
Lori: What? He had a gun?
Emma: Mhm. They both did. These bigass tech somethings.
Lori: *looks at Claire*
Claire: ...Should we say something?
Lori: Do you have your cell?
Claire: Are you kidding me? I never leave the house without it.
Lori: I need to borrow it.
Claire: Unfortunately Mr. Thompson took it away this morning. Apparently text messages about Shakespeare during a test aren't allowed. Pfft. I don't know who makes these rules.
Lori: *raises hand*
Thompson: Yes Lori?
Lori: I left something in your desk yesterday.
Thompson: How could that be? Yesterday was the weekend.
Lori: I meant three days ago.
Thompson: What was it?
Lori: A cell phone.
Thompson: You mean the same cell phone Claire was using to cheat on her exam?
Claire: Hey. Don't accuse and abuse. Names hurt.
Thompson: I didn't call you any names.
Lori: Well I don't really want to cause a big ruckus or anything but there are two guys in our school with guns.
Class starts laughing
Thompson: *laughing* That's very funny Lori but it won't get you out of the exam.
Lori: I'm serious.
Thompson: Why don't you just sit back down on your desk and review why Hamlet befriended Horatio.
Lori: Uh was it because he could save him from crazy gun-men in highschools?
Thompson: No.
Lori: Well it should be. *sits*
Jennifer: *leans over* Hey, are there really gun-men in the school?
Lori: Yeah.
Jennifer: Are they hot?
Lori: *lifts brow*
One guy runs in, starts shooting the ceiling. People scream, and the teacher stands. The guy shoots the teacher, and he dies.
Lori: *hides under desk*
Emma: See? I told you they were hot.
Lori: Not the time.
Jennifer: *crying* Are we going to die?
Lori: *rolls eyes*
Guy: If anyone leaves, I'll shoot! *walks out of classroom*
Claire: Okay so I vote next time we all believe Lori.
Emma: *nods*
Jennifer: *wiping nose* WE'RE GOING TO DIE!
Lori: No we're not. *stands, walks over to front desk*
Emma: Is he okay?
Lori: *kneels* ...No.
Emma: He's dead?
Everyone screams
Lori: Does anyone know where Ash is?
Claire: Chem room, remember?
Lori: We need to head that way.
Claire: Uh not with guys walking around shooting people.
Lori: You want more people to die?
Claire: Depends who it is.
Lori: Move it.
Claire: *sigh* If I get shot, it's your fault.
Halls
Emma: *screams*
Lori: Shh.
Emma: Sorry a piece of my hair fell on my arm and I thought it was a gun.
Lori: You hear that?
Claire: Sounds like crying.
Lori: Yeah it's coming from the classrooms.
Gun shots are heard, people scream
Lori: Where was that coming from?
Emma: History.
Lori: That's near the chem lab right?
Claire: You are seriously not thinking of going in there.
Lori: Claire, can you go find a phone?
Claire: Pfft can I find a phone. You don't know me very well.
Lori: Do it, but be safe.
Claire: What if I get shot?
Lori: Then you weren't very safe.
Claire: Ugh. *walks away*
Emma: *crying*
Lori: Em, we're fine.
Emma: I know but those people stopped crying and I think they're dead.
Lori: Well a lot more are going to be dead if we don't help them okay?
Emma: *nods*
Lori: Okay. Come on.
Chem lab
Lori: *opens door slowly*
Yard stick swings at door
Lori: Whoa!
Ash: Oh my God, Lori?
Lori: Yeah you mind watching where you swing that thing?
Ash: Sorry. Em, you okay?
Emma: Yeah.
Lori: Were they already in here?
Ash: Yeah. They missed me but...
Lori: *looks over at tables* I'm sorry.
Ash: What are we going to do?
Lori: We have to call for help. You have a phone?
Ash: No I left it in my locker.
Emma: Claire went to find one.
Ash: Alone?
Lori: Right now we have to worry about keeping everyone safe.
Ash: Easier said than done.
Emma: Yeah.
Shots fly, glass breaks
Emma: *screams*
Ash: *ducks*
Lori: *ducks* Where are they?
Ash: Just run.
Lori: *runs*
Ash: *runs*
Emma: *trips*
Lori: *turns around*
Gun man walks in, shoots Emma. She dies.
Ash: Come on! *grabs Lori*
Lori: Let's go find Claire.
Ash: Yeah.
TBC..........