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POV-Janelle- I glanced at Bandit, she was awfully quite all of a sudden. By the way she was grinning I couldn’t tell if it was because she was just happy or because she really couldn’t help it when she sees Gerard and I in the same room. I figured the second option was almost dead on the spot. “So Bandit, I came in here to see if you were okay but I guess your dad beat me too it.” I said smiling. “Yeah, I beat you by a few seconds flat. But don’t worry Janelle; you’ll get to her next time!” Gerard said laughing while he mocked me. his laughing made me begin to giggle and soon turned into a full off laugh just like Gerard’s. Then Bandit was laughing so hard she was crying. I wasn’t sure what was so funny but by the time we stopped laughing we didn’t care, because after all we’ve been through in the past few days if felt good to just laugh for no reason. “So ummm Gerard, Bandit I made dinner. Are you guys hungry?” I asked just to fill in the silence.

POV-Blair- “When I left Starbucks I went straight home, just like I said I was going to. I walked because I didn’t live too far away from Time Square, and I had memorized the route to and from. When I got home the door was unlocked so I figured someone must be home, but when I walked inside I felt like something was off. Way off. I ignored though because I really thought I was just being paranoid. I was standing in the kitchen and all of a sudden someone was holding a gun to my head. I froze, then the man said, “Don’t move and I might let you keep your life.” Those were his exact words to me. After that everything was blurry, I can’t remember what happened, all I know is when I woke up in the hospital I was pretty banged up. I guess I must have fought pretty hard because the doctor told me I had 3 shotgun wounds to the stomach, a stab wound to the hand, and I was beat up pretty badly. I was lucky that the medics got to me in time otherwise I wouldn’t be sitting here right now.

POV-Gerard- I knew exactly what Frank, Mikey, and Ray were thinking, and I quickly let go of Blair’s wrist as soon as it popped into my head. Blair sat down next to Mikey and I glanced at him as she did so. I quickly took my place by Frank and swear I saw a flash of jealousy cross his eyes when he glanced from Blair to me and back. Frank lend over and whispered into my ear, “So Gerard….you have a thing for Blair hmmm?” I blinked a few times in shock, I already knew that’s what they were thinking but hearing it said aloud just made things awkward. Finally I snapped out of whatever I was in and whispered to Frank, “No! I do not have a thing for Blair!”-I paused for effect and looked at Blair and Mikey. Mikey was hopelessly trying to flirt with her, that’s when I knew I was right about seeing jealousy in his eyes. Then I continued whispering to Frank-“It’s more than obvious that Mikey likes her.”

POV-Bandit (still)- my dad stepped into my room shutting the door behind him. He walked over slowly and sat next to me on my full size bed, by the look on his face he didn’t know what to do next and something deep inside told me he knew something I didn’t. There wasn’t supposed to be any secrets between me and my dad, which was the pact we had made when mom died. We both thought it would make things easier if we didn’t keep anything from each other, since I didn’t have a single friend in the world who I could tell all my secrets too and go to whenever I needed help, I settled for my dad. My dad and I have been best friends since forever, I told him everything even things I never told my mom, and never once has he gotten mad or told anyone, part of that might just be because he is my dad, but the other part could be because he’s just that kind of person. As he sat next to me, he just stared at the concrete floor totally spacing out.

POV- Bandit- I got to my feet and began to run towards the back door, but before I could get to steps from where I was standing Janelle grabbed my wrist. Anger, horror, and fear filled my up to the boiling point. I want to run inside and make sure everything was okay, make sure dad and the others didn’t leave Mikey in the same room with a fork and a toaster alone. “Look!” Janelle shouted pointing to the top right corner of the door, it looked like someone on the other side was pushing on it but I was stuck. Janelle ran to the door and began yanking on the corner, I ran over and helped. Finally we got the door free and Frank, Mikey, my dad, and Ray tumbled out and to the ground, gathering a mouth full of dirt and hot sand. Frank stood up and then helped Mikey and Ray up. Janelle smiled at me and then helped dad up from the ground, was he stood he grabbed Janelle and hugged her tightly. Even though he was all covered in what looked to be black soot from whatever had exploded.

POV-Blair- it was now Tuesday and lunch time I had come to realize Frank was right about who I had my classes with. I read and re-read my schedule on the way to the lunch room.
1st hour Gym- with Mikey & Ray
2nd hour History- With just Mikey
3rd hour English- with Gerard and Frank
4th hour Study Hall- all 4 guys
5th hour- Math- with just Gerard
6th hour- Science- with Frank and Mikey
7th hour- Reading- with Gerard, Mikey, and Frank
8th hour- Health (Oh Boy) - all 4 guys

Dear bullies, The boy you punched in the hall today committed suicide a few today. That girl you called a slut in class today, she's a virgin. The boy you called lame--he has to work every night to support his family. That girl you pushed down the other day is already being abused at home. You think you know them. Guess what, you don't!

(Three months later, January 3rd)

POV-Janelle- we were dressed back into our Killjoy costumes again, driving 90-to-nothing in the middle of the desert until finally we came across this abandoned old gas station. The guys all agreed this would be our hide out, but as they talked it over I sat in silence. They didn’t notice though, and honestly I didn’t care, I had other things to worry about. We all got out and before we even unpacked anything we took a look around. We decided to remove the shelves, and counter to make a small living area and kitchen. Then on into the back area of the station, it looks to be an old smoking room for the employees who long ago worked here, but we decided to make it into a dining room. Since the coolers didn’t work we expanded them and divided then to make separate rooms for us all. Once everything was decided upon, we got to work. Gerard had thought ahead and called an old friend of his who he said was Dr. Death, apparently Dr. Death had connections.

Sorry there wasnt much today, and the fact that i only did one story, but its my litlle brothers birthday, he just turned 7! so i was busy trying to make the day really something for him!! :)
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