May's gaze would harden as her mind would be completely made up. She had been bullied long enough by the delinquent before her, as had everyone in school. Pulling the gun from before her back, she would look to aim it at the punk girl, and intense look in her eyes and a heroic speech prepared! "It's about time you were taken down a Peg-!!" Fortunately, May had begun most of this statement before attempting to quick draw Trish down to size. The unfortunate part would be that it would be all that she got a chance to say before the quick reflexes of Trish would leave her to out of pure instinct raise a fist up and quickly slam into the side of May's jaw. Clearly the look of what appeared to be a gun set her into a sense of self preservation, which seemed to work as May would be taken off her feet.
Her eye's rolling back a bit as she fell over to her side. Even without being hit very hard, Mays senses were a bit jumbled, she unable to tell where the ground was until she had hit it, and even then it seemed to constantly move under her. What neither girl had realized however was that once struck, May's finger tensed on the trigger and fired the gun off. Luckily for Trish, it didn't strike her, but the school behind her was not so lucky. Though that didn't seem to matter to Trish whom wore a face that suggested she was not amused by the tactics of the girl before her. May still clinging to that gun which only caused the Punk to cock an eyebrow in suspicion. The shock of seeing it now gone, she could at least get a look at it and quickly she realized it didn't look like any firearm she had seen before. In fact it looked more like a toy than a threat.
"Aren't you a bit young to be playing with kiddie toys?" Trish would question, laughing heartily at the grounded girl. May still shaking the cobwebs from her skull as she tried to get herself back. Trish's voice sounding more like an echo in her brain, even as she stood over her. Triumphant as always and wearing a grin to show it, Trish would only shake her head in disappointment. "Who the fuck brings a toy gun to school? I mean were you trying to scare me? Was it worth the teeth I just knocked loose, huh dumb shit?" She would cackle in a maniacal fashion. Further tormenting May who had managed to roll over to her stomach. The bad news for her was that Trish had only began.
"Speaking of which my little May, you still haven't paid your respects have you?" Grinning evilly with a devilish chuckle, she would simply slide her right foot before May. Wedging the toe of her shoe under her cheek as she simply gleamed sadistically from above. "Go on, give it a little kiss, show me just how much you love me." Cruel as ever, she would sneer down upon May as she awaited this to happen. Although, Trish would feel a bit of a disturbance behind her, something not quite being right. It was a nagging feeling which got her to begrudgingly turn around to confirm all was well. Though when she did, that cigarette would fall free from her lips as a look of shock overtook her. The shot which was fired before, ignored up until now, which struck the school building, changing it along with all those inside. It was now....
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