BLACK OUT

It didn't matter if it was a waste of time. I would remain unmoving, unchanged, and unbothered. I will run if I have to just to...

The sound of the scratching of the pen continued.

The bell rung.

"Okay class, that would be all for this semester. Enjoy your Christmas break everyone! Don't forget the paper due a week later class resumes for your blueprint."

Where would I put it? Where would I go? How much time do I have before they found out?

Disgurtled mumbles was heard from a lone table on the backrow of the class room. The room was littered with loitering students conversing amongst themselves with the news of a upcoming vacation.

"Hey Mat! Are you going to this year's Winter party? They said it's gonna be, though formal, wicked!"

A loud voice stood from the rest, its coming from a boy talking with his friend. Wearing the Helana's College Varsity for various sports, they could be described as the jocks.

"Sorry dude, but I won't be coming. My little brother is sick for about a month now so I'm visiting him as soon as possible if it's even allowed. The damn hospital won't allow visits." The young man sighed angrily as he brushed his hair.

"Oh, did your brother caught the weird flu that everybody has been talking about? Weird, hospitals aren't been allowing visits huh? I guess they don't want to risk an infection....." The other guy said in concerned while he then drag his friend out of the room as they continued to talk.

From that, only a single person remained on their sit. Completely submerged from their writings to forgottem about their surroundings.

I'm almost certain that this would fail with just one careless mistake. But..if there's a chance to reconsider the odds I would definitely find another way.

Her pale messy blonde and brown streaked hair glowed a golden color as the evening sun done it's deed. It dyed her pale blue eyes and clothes in a warm orange glow. Her mint jacket and her black top hugged her young figure as her faded dark jeans hugged her waist snuggly.

Tonight's party... I might be able to do it there. I can hide my things away from there. Maybe have a few drink or two. That would be a plan. It wouldn't be too hard with how wasted they were planning to be.

The girl coughed loudly while she revealed a crooked up to no good smile under her pale hand. Beaming from the decision she decided on she started to pack her bag and left the area. The squeaking of her worn our sneakers is the last thing that was heard.

|At the party|

The party was held in a multiple storey house of the Dean of the school. The lower floors are mostly for the hosting of college parties as well as balls and events. The upper floors on the other hand is the main house of the Dean.

It was about closing to a few hours since the party started. The thumping and the beat of the music penetrated the hearts of the teens dancing to it. The lights shifted to different arays of red and green and people chattered with their friends. No ruckus was to be expected because this was a formal event.

Half of the people attending were already drunk. A dark dressed girl at the corner smiled with this being in her mind. It wasn't before long before girl stalked away from her original and wallflower position.

It was only a matter of time till I can leave the place. Everything in my plan is going smoothly. Thankfully enough, they were too uncaring these days that I manage to slip off from their radar.

She let a sigh of relief from her lips as she cradle and took a sip from her own drink as she moved. Her aim was to lit up a bunch of fireworks to drive the attention of others to her going to the upper floor of the complex, but it didn't seem necessary at all she thought.

She easily slipped from other people's visions as she carefully and soundlessly went up to the upper floors of the complex to well, take a bunch of items she might need in her next course of plan.

Taking a flights up stairs leading to the second main living room area of the house she started to rummage around for the needed supplies she needed. After that was secured she headed up to the next couple of rooms which she filled her bag with clothes and other necessities.

Okay, I'm almost done. I just need to take off with my other personal belongings I will be good to go.

Just as she said that a light clicking as heard from the room she was in. She flinched at the sound and her jaw clenched tightly while her clenched fist turned pale.

"What do we have here? Little Mary what do you think are you doing?"

The mock in those words were present. It was happening. It's here. What would we do?

Try to play it safe. Play it cool. Stay calm. It's okay, it's okay, it's okay.

Releasing a shaky breath, she turned around to face the voice. Her eyes didn't show even a single speck of surprised but it did held a dust of fear and a bagful of anger.

"I was just trying to organize my stuff. Nothing wrong with that right, Mr. Dean- I mean Father." The anger was boiling inside of me like a volcano wanting to erupt. My eyes watered but I didn't want to try. Not in front of this man. Never in front of anyone.

She bit her lips hard enough to draw blood. The man knew she was lying, he knew what she was planning. He always knew. And she knew.

What else is there to do?

"We both know what will happen if you took action. Are you prepared for the consequences little lamb?" The man taunted calmly as he laughed at the girl. He shook his head and glared straight to the girls eyes with a cruel look and snapped his fingers that made the door opened revealing four black suited guards. The Dean then walked away from the room leaving her, once again, locked in.

I can't anymore. I can't continue on like this. Never, really I can't. I must leave. It's now.

Or never.

Having those words as her courage she slipped off her sandals and wore her packed gear and attacked the men in Black. She smacked one of them with her disregarded heel.

Hmph! She huffed.

With her fast and agile build she was able to find an opening for her escape, tripping one of the guards while slicing the shoulder of another one trying to grab her.

Seeing her dress as a hindrance, she ripped off the heavy parts and thrown it to the face of one of her persuer.

Chaos ensues when she reached the bottom floor, having been chased for a while, her breathing turned unevened and her movement even more aggravated. She took a bunch of hits from her attempts to break free from the hold of the buff guard.

"Aahh...Fuck!" She couldn't help but curse when one of her persuers manage to punch her side as she returned the favor by hitting him square in the face while doing a jump with her feet.

She then looked at her surrounding. People ran and scattered screaming because of the ruckus she created. She leaped on one of the tables making it another obstacle for the guards.

She rummaged at her things and found what she was looking for. Looking back at the now dozen of people chasing her and a district yelling of certain father, she stealed herself for what she was about to do.

'Here you go Martin. My last familial gift for you as your daughter. It's to die for.'

"Fetch!"

From that she toss a seemingly harmless orange fruit that confused the guard who caught it. But the thing was it wasn't nor an orange, nor sweet surprise. But a deadly one.

BOOM!!

The sound of her raggged breathing as well as the aching soles of her feet reminded her to stop running away. She was already a few blocks away from the manor and a few steps away from the bus stop she's planning to ride on.

She walked over the bus stop and slumped against the bench and proceeded to hyperventilate for a few seconds before dry heaving her guts on the concrete ground.

She continued to slumped over there while a stray cat nudged at her side, curious to what horrible teen drama she was involved with.

It was a succes but at what cost? She groaned in pain some more to the pounding of her head that was hit by one of the guards.

While she was in her own head reflecting over her life choices, a bus arrived and stopped in front of the bus stop.

Seeing her get away vehicle arriving she quickly got up and promptly, while still bare-foot, boarded the bus not minded the weird looks she was getting by her ragged appearance of ripped glittery dark gown and messy hair.

After picking the empty seats in the back, as her body hit the soft pads, she immediately blacked out.