Fan Fiction ❯ Is There a Happy Ending? ❯ Pointless ( One-Shot )

Tennis shoes make allot of noise on rainy days… rain it is nice, I'm soaked, but that doesn't matter. She thought as the water dripped onto her nose from her short black hair. The floor is covered with water, amazing that is almost the end of the day and this school is still swimming.

Tan and gray lockers were passing her by. She passed the janitor, a kind man with a sandy brown beard. He let the skateboarders into the school and turned off the hall cameras for them so they could glide the floors freely. She smiled and waved, but he was busy mopping the floor.

The class period had almost been in now for 3 mins as she climbed onto the 2nd floor of empty halls and locked doors. Class was in the last door in what seemed to be a mile of hall. Her shoes had stopped squeaking by now, but she still heard the sound of shoes in the long hall.

She came to a halt as her back was grabbed from behind. The hair on her neck stood on end as the hand dropped to her hip. It hurt, the hand on her back and now side. She could feel her skin redden under her black shirt. "Mai, hi." She turned around to see a smiling face.

"Don't touch me Toby." She said pulling her self out of his grasp. She turned to watch his face frown. He was tall and built. Not attractive, not ugly. He looked like every other person in the school. They all looked the same. And she soon had others to compare him to. A girl and two other boys appeared behind him, they did look the same, little differences appeared in the face, of course. Though the clothing, the stances, even their short spiked hair they was the same. The girl wasn't the prestige that Mai saw in the tall girls in high school. The girl, Dawn, didn't have the same disgust as the other girls in her eyes. Dawn looked scared. Dawn was scared of Mai.

"What is the matter girl?" he asked, his voice a coo. It sounded the same as when he flirted with the blonds and beauties.

"Please don't touch me." she said shrinking a step back.

"You know what Mai?." He said putting his hands in his pockets "You make me think, you make me think hard. You make me look at the people in this school a new way. All the chaos they bring to the world you know?" He looked up from his shoes at her. "They make me sick."

"I don't think that? How do you get that from me?"

"I see it in your face, you hate them."

"No I don't." She looked up at Dawn. Dawn's long brown hair, died in with red and white. Her face was thin, she was ailing in anorexia. She was tan from beds of artificial light and in makeup that hid her dieing flesh shared by the rest of the school.

He lifted his hand at touched her white face with warm fingers. He lifted his hand as she pulled back, he didn't notice the bruise he left with his gentle fondleing. "You don't hate?" he said pulling his hand away from her and then shoving his hand into his pocket and pulled out a shining gun. He turned it in his hand, looked up and watched as Mai stepped back again and again, her face twisted in terror at what she saw. "Toby! Put that away!" She yelled.

"Why?" The automatic was still turning in his hand.

"Dawn, make him put it away…"

She shook her head. "I'm sick of bein' an out cast."

Mai looked at the boys standing behind Toby their faces the same, their minds diseased with sickness and pills. "I'm leaving…" she turned to walk away, but took to running instead. Their foot steps fallowed. Mai screamed for help as she ran down the passage to the stairs. Her cries echoed like the foot steps behind her.

The locked doors didn't open, the people in the rooms made no notice of what was happening outside their walls.

She fell down the stairs. Bruising her skeleton as it fell on end of the railing causing her unclotting crimson blood to pour from under her arm and soil her shirt.

Mai still ran, screaming for the doors to open as a hand grabbed for her hair. She ran to the exit. Looking franticly for the janitor, his kindly smile, and caring eyes. He was no where to be seen.

Her hands pressed into the door, it opened. Yet hands pushed her harder in the back. She fell down, down the cement stairs leading to the educational halls.

Her hair was tangled in the blood of her own. Her hands swam in the scarlet brown of a puddle, Mai's anemic lips were cherried over with the salty life.

She gazed up at the red people of metal hands and confusion, of blood and liquid tears, like every other person she had ever met.

Her heart pounded in fear and the life beat faster out of her traumatized arteries. Fear filled her stomach and escaped her through her eyes in rivers of strained expression whilst unblinking eyes watched on.

Her lips moved

Her speech lack

Her life over

Her time lapsed

The end~