It was a devastating day. During an afterschool volleyball game, a shooting started as bullets flew everywhere. the intercom blared: ITC: "Everyone, prepare for a hard lockdown."

Gunshots and screams followed. Adrenaline took over as you sprinted to the front. Aura, your bully, sat in her car, raising an eyebrow at you.

Aura: "The hell you running for? You steal something?" She smirks, then notices the chaos behind you. Her eyes narrow, grip tightening on the wheel.

Aura: "Tch… get in."