Why good girls don't win

[Mitsuko2†]

The serenity of the place was amazing, the girl decided. She had been here for a good ten minutes, just admiring the structure of the place. She hadn't bothered to go through her pack just yet. She didn't want to think about killing now. The principal.... He sold them out. That fucker. She hated him. She hated them all. They were all useless. If only he was here. He'd save her from this madness.

"Why did you die Grant?" She sobbed to herself quietly.

Mariavel Varella, Aka Girl 25, stood from her position on the floor and wiped away the annoying tears. She could do this! This was her chance! She could come out on top! She could get them all back. Yeah... that's what she'd do. This church... It was the start of her journey. Her journey to rid the world of her oppressors. She dug into her book bag and took out a pen and piece of paper. That's the ticket. Write em' down.

Ali Grayston
Sara Wingfield
Venus Gwendolyn
Carmen Somerset
Elle Williamson
Edie Williamson
Jenna Cassidy
Alexander Stevens
Tanesha Lexx
Alice Nicholes

Her oppressors were there. All of them. There were there for the picking. It was funny actually. She could end them all here. She might actually enjoy this. She walked over to her duffel bag after pocketing the list. She opened it and peered inside. There it was. He weapon. Ohh, how beautiful it looked right there. And hopw much better it would look in someone's head.

Mariavel chuckled to herself and took it out of the bag. She experimentally swung it. Deeming it useful, she shoved the handle into the back of her jeans and zipped the bag up, after taking out the survival guide. She began to read the thing. Nothing they hadn't already been told. She tucked it back into the bag and pulled the thing onto her shoulder. She covered her weapon with her shirt and began to walk out of the church.

"Oh yeah... this'll be fun. Be prepared... all of you worthless bastards." She spat as she walked through the doors. This was the start. And the finish was gonna be hectic.

((Continued in: Who Can Say What the Day Will Bring?))