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Chapter 3 - Chapter 3: We're Friends, Right?

It's now morning. They sit quietly waiting for help to come, or at least, some information from the radio.

"I have to pee," says Brock.

"Again?!" Cindy complains.

Brock opens the window and does his business there.

Everyone uncomfortably turns away.

"No shower... no toilet... I swear, this room is already smelling like shit." Jane says while scratching her body.

Mary stands up and walks to Hailey.

"Umm, Hailey..."

"Hmm?"

She goes to whisper something in her ear.

"Oh, okay. Come." Hailey responds.

Sasha glares at Mary as she walks across the room.

Hailey makes sure no boys go behind the shelves while Mary does her business.

They wait until sunset. The warm orange light seeps in from the North and East windows.

They wait until night time. Still nothing but buzzing. They go to sleep, feeling hopeless.

The next morning came. They haven't eaten anything in the last two days.

Thomas' stomach loudly growls.

"S-Sorry..."

Everyone is starving.

Brock looks around the room, trying to find something to eat. He finds a white powder in a ziplock bag inside the desk. He shows it to everyone.

"Who's willing to bet and try this is just sugar?"

No one says anything. They are in no mood whatsoever for jokes.

"Kids these days... Learning to do illegal stuff at such a young age, and under school premises, too..." Mr. Brown shakes his head, arms crossed.

Brock looks at Thomas, still sleeping, using the curtains as a blanket.

Those curtains are ugly, it's a good thing the school thought twice before hanging them in every classroom. He thinks to himself. Suddenly, he has an idea.

"Hey, why don't we use these curtains, tie them together, then climb down from the window?" He says.

"Yeah, and once it's not long enough let's just jump three floors down... I wouldn't be surprised if that ziplock bag turns out to be yours..." says Jane.

"Why don't you shut your damn mouth? I'm the only one actually thinking of how to get out of this shit hole!" Brock grumbles.

Trevor gets an idea. He stands up.

"Hey, wait... that actually might not be a bad idea..." he says.

"Oh, great! Another crackhead..." Jane says.

"No, you're right... That wouldn't be enough to reach the ground... but it's our ticket to eat something and gain some energy." Says Trevor.

Everyone looks confused.

"Guys, we don't need to go all the way down... just one floor down." He says.

"What do you mean, Trevor?" Stella asks curiously.

Everyone is not following what he means.

"Sasha, you know exactly what's one floor below this room." Trevor looks at Sasha and points at her knife.

"Cooking class." Sasha says.

Everyone now realizes.

Trevor runs to the window and points down at the cooking class' windows.

"Look! The window's open! That usually means students just baked something and left it by the window to cool!"

"Trevor, I think we should just quietly sit and wait for help to come." says Mr. Brown, feeling fatigued from hunger.

*buzz*

*buzz*

*buzz*

Mr. Brown's cellphone is still not receiving anything.

"Umm, yeah. I wanna eat." says Jane.

"But what if they're lurking around there waiting to pounce?" asks Jack.

"Yeah, dude... That sounds a little dangerous..." says Alan.

"Well, there's only one way to find out... Don't worry, I'll be the one climbing down." says Trevor, looking out the window.

They pulled down the ugly curtains from the windows.

"Does anyone know how to tie a strong knot?" asks Hailey.

"I do." says Jay.

"My dad and I always go on fishing trips. I know how to tie knots that can hold seven boats!" he adds.

Jay confidently ties the curtains together.

"We should test it first, no offense, Jay." says Kate.

"Sure. Knock yourselves out." he replies.

As a test, the two biggest guys in the class, Jack and James pull on each end.

They pull as hard as they can, yet, it won't budge.

"It's perfect. Nice one, Jay!" says Trevor.

Jay sits as he proudly smiles.

"It's too short to tie it to anything. The three of us are gonna have to hold him." Jack says to Ethan and James.

"Don't worry, I trust you guys." Trevor smiles while leaning on the window, waiting for Jay to finish tying the curtain around his waist.

Jay finishes and Trevor gets ready to go down.

"Wait!" Ethan says.

He gives his ax to Trevor.

"Take this, for your protection... If things go South... I'll be going down right behind you..." Ethan says.

Trevor nods. He places the ax in his pants, behind his back.

"Get ready..." says Jack.

Ethan, James, and Jack prepare to hold Trevor up as he goes on a suicide mission to get everyone food.

"Ready..." Trevor climbs through the window.

"Go!"

He jumps down.

The three receive sudden weight, causing them to jolt forward.

"Oh, Shit!"

"Wait!"

"Ahh!"

Ethan almost falls through the window.

Everyone screams.

Brock pulls Ethan by his hood.

"Why'd you jump off so suddenly, moron?!" Brock yells.

"Keep it steady!" Mr. Brown says.

The three manage to regain balance.

"Trevor! What do you see?!" asks Ethan.

"I can't see anything! Lower me more!" Trevor replies.

"Okay... take one step on three..." says Jack.

"One..."

I'm so high up. Trevor thinks to himself, looking down.

"Two..."

I think I can see a couple big trays of cookies near the window...

"THREE!"

They take a step forward, lowering Trevor.

"Woah! okay... I'm lowering..."

Trevor is lowered perfectly near the windows.

Unfortunately, the cooking class packed with savages.

"Oh." Trevor says nervously.

They turn to Trevor and charge at him.

"AHHH!" He screams.

"Shit! what happened?!" asks Jack.

"Are you okay?!" Stella asks.

"Trevor!" Mr. Brown yells through the window.

The savages start jumping out the window to grab Trevor. He kicks himself away from the window, evading them, causing them to fall. Their bodies splatter on the pavement like a pancake with ketchup.

One grabs onto Trevor's leg.

"AHHH!" he screams.

Everyone screams in fear.

"Shit! It's heavy!" the three struggle to hold Trevor up with the added weight.

"Oh, no!"

Everyone watches in horror as Trevor struggles to hang on.

Stella runs and grabs a pile of books and starts throwing at the savage. One almost hits Trevor.

"Woah, watch it!" he yells.

"Sorry!" Stella apologizes.

She throws another and successfully hits the savage on the head, causing its grip to loosen. Trevor kicks its face, causing it to fall.

"Nice job!" Trevor says.

"Watch out!" Stella yells as she points at the window.

Trevor looks in front of him. Another savage jumps, attempting to grab onto his torso.

Trevor grabs the ax and swings it. He chops its head successfully, making it fall.

He looks around the room. It's now empty.

"It's clear!" He says.

"Go! Grab something and get the hell out of there! You're heavier than you look!" says Jack struggling.

Trevor leans in and grabs the two trays. He stacks them.

"Pull me up!" He shouts.

The three pull him back up. Stella takes the trays. Trevor climbs back through the window.

Everyone feels relief.

Ethan runs over and hugs him.

"Are you okay?" he asks.

Trevor hugs back.

"Yeah!"

Everyone is glad he's safe.

They put the trays on the floor.

"Cookies, huh? You risked your life for two trays?" says Jane.

"They were the only food there." Trevor replies.

"Yeah, you should be grateful, Jane." says Kate.

"Thank you, Trevor." says Stella.

"Ooh! I think they're walnut cookies." says Hailey.

The tray has enough cookies for everyone.

"Finally! FOOD!" says Brock in joy.

"I'm gonna savor every bite of this." says Alan.

Everyone grabs a cookie from the tray, except Sasha who's sitting alone in the corner.

"Hey, Sash, join in on this! Grab some cookies!" says Trevor.

Sasha looks at them.

"It's fine. I don't want any." She says.

Everyone looks at her confused.

Jane gets pissed and stands up.

"What? Are you too cool~ to eat cookies now?" says Jane.

"I said I don't want any... Leave me alone..." says Sasha.

"You know, Trevor risked his life to feed your stuck up ass!" Jane shouts.

The room goes silent.

"Umm... Jane... maybe you should cool it?" says Michael.

"No! I'm sick of this bitch acting like she's so superior! First, she risks not only her own life, but everyone else's to get a damn knife, then suddenly, she gets the opportunity to eat something after two days and she shoves it away!" Jane points at Sasha.

Sasha faces away and says nothing.

Jane steps closer.

"The world goes to shit and you're still holding on to your fucking pride... You should've been under that damn bus for all we care!" she yells.

"Stop it! She can't eat these. She has a severe nut allergy." Ethan stands up as he suddenly remembers.

The room goes silent again.

Sasha snaps and stands up, gripping her knife with a scary glare at Jane.

Everyone stands up and steps back.

Jane backs away.

"Woah! Sasha, calm down..." Mr. Brown reaches out.

Ethan runs to Sasha to hold her down before something bad happens. He puts her hands on her shoulders and looks her in the eyes.

"Hey, Sash... look at me..."

Sasha looks down at the floor.

"Please... calm down..." he says.

She looks at everyone, looking scared... scared of her. She looks at James, who's afraid, too.

Sasha realizes what she's done. She looks at Ethan while holding back her tears.

She drops her knife and sits back down, crying quietly.

"She really pulled her knife on her..."

"S-She was about to stab Jane..."

"Is she crazy?!"

The others whisper.

Stella stands up and runs to Sasha, trying to comfort her.

"Guys... what are we doing? We shouldn't be fighting like this..." Stella stands in the middle of the room.

"We're friends... right?!" she says, pressing her palm against her chest.

Everyone looks at one another. No one says anything.

"She pulled her knife out! She's dangerous!" Brock points at Sasha.

"Mr. Brown, do something!" says Cindy.

Mr. Brown is in shock with what just happened. He walks over to Sasha and takes the knife on the floor.

"Sasha, What Jane said was crossing the line, and I know why you felt that way, but pulling out a knife, looking like you're intending to stab her... will never be okay... Please give your sincere apologies." says Mr. Brown.

"I-I'm sorry... I'm sorry, Jane..." says Sasha with an unsteady voice.

"Now you, Miss Brooks..." says Mr. Brown.

"... I'm sorry, Sasha..." Jane says hesitantly, avoiding her gaze.

After that madness, the room begins to calm down. Everyone continues to eat quietly.

James stands up and walks over to Sasha and Ethan. He reaches into his pocket and hands Sasha an energy bar.

"An energy bar?" Sasha asks looking at him curiously.

"It's nut-free. You can have it. I didn't wanna eat it cause I'd feel guilty." says James.

"A-Are you sure?" Sasha looks at James with a sad expression, full of regret.

"Yes." says James with a sincere tone.

Sasha takes it from his hand. She opens it and takes a bite. After days of eating nothing, the taste of an energy bar had never been more consumable.

"Thanks..." Sasha says.

"You're welcome!" James smiles warmly.

Jane watches them in the corner. She rolls her eyes and continues to watch the sky.

They sit quietly, waiting for the radio to get a signal.

*buzz*

*buzz*

There's nothing but static.

*buzz*

*buzz*

*buzz*

*"H-He-Hello."*

They hear a voice from the cellphone.

"A voice?!"

"Finally!"

"Shh. Be quiet!"

Everyone rushes to listen.

*buzz*

*"Greetings."*

*buzz*

*"My name is Robert Dawn, live broadcasting from station 3..."*

*"This is my message."*

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