... hadnt. The two girls from the bus earlier had
already disappeared into the mostly indoor school. Grumbling he knelt
than crouched low on the ground. No one paid attention to him or
cared to. For him it was a good thing, no one would harass him. There
were teachers walking in and out of crowds of students telling them
not to miss their assignments or be late for first period.
Occasionally, several students nodded or said,Mmm,
hmm. Joel quietly untied the ropes around his umbrella. He was
cautious in unraveling the gun, carefully slipping into his hand and
up his sleeve. No one noticed. At 7:55AM, the front of the school was
completely empty; Joel opened his umbrella and used it to shield
himself from the pouring rain. When he opened the door, several
students stood in front of their lockers gathering their textbooks.
One of the girls from the bus looked up at him and scoffed. He raised
the gun and fired at her. The other students nearby jumped. They were
fired upon as well. One student did manage to crawl over to his first
period class and screaming for his teacher. The teacher poked his
head out the door as his students asked,Wheres
the noise coming from? Someones shooting in the hallway?They
heard a loud bang and jumped in their seats....