It was a normal day at Tree Hill High. You, Nathan, and some of the others were in the library. But then a shooting started. You got shot. You felt a sting radiate through your body. Blood covered your stomach and legs within seconds. He felt his heart stop as he saw you fell to the ground. Without thinking, not worrying about the shooter, he ran up to you and held your head into his lap. "Come on!" His eyes were filled with tears. "I know, baby! I know, I know, I know! LUCAS HELP ME!"