Lance laid his head on the desk, scribbling something on a piece of paper that was on it. He couldn't see what he was doing, but he kept on scribbling. He couldn't wait for this to end. Just one more hour then he could go home and talk to Keith, his crush he could never confess to. He could never understand why.

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Keith was stuffed inside his locker, darn bullies didn't know how to stop. But that's alright, one day he'll kick their asses and they'll be pleading for their worthless lives. "Whoa. Okay Keith, that's a bit brutal." Keith muttered to himself. Well, actually, Keith likes to talk to his imaginary friend, Lotor. And that was actually Lotor speaking. "Shut up, Lotor, you aren't the one stuffed in a locker." Keith said. He then lowered his voice, and said, "Technically, I am, since I am actually with you where ever you go." An octave higher, Keith goes, "Shut your quiznak."

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Pidge was litterally supposed to be in like, 6th grade, but here she was, inside a allshcool, answering test questions. She was in the same class as her best friend Hunk, who is in fact an highschool kid, who was struggling with an test question, but didn't dare cheat. They both were oblivious to what was happening outside.

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Marco was wandering around the school, unable to find his classroom. This was his first day at school -despite it being the middle of the year - and he was completely lost. He somehow ended up on the highschool floor, which was two floors up from where he was supposed to be.

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Marlin couldn't help but stare off into the distance. He was sitting on the edge of the allschool rooftop, swinging his legs as if he were a child. He had noticed something off suddenly as the air seemed to change it's fresh scent, into a more disgusting rotten smell. There had been some kind of substance floating through the air, and by the smell of it, Marlin immediately sensed danger. Marquis stood behind him, sensing danger as well. As he began to open his mouth, he fell to the ground, his lungs suddenly closing, as his entire body started shutting down. Marlin flipped around, and went to Marquis' side, trembling in worry when he wouldn't respond. Marquis' body twitched violently, blood dripping from the sides of his mouth as he tried to forced himself to breath, though no matter what, it wasn't happening. He blacked out, and laid limp for a few minutes, before sitting back up. He was twitching, and that was how Marlin knew something was wrong. Next things next, Marlin's holding a small bloody pipe in his hand, backed against the rooftop door.

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Shiro was running through the streets, people shouting at him, calling him names, and/or just looking at him like he was crazy. Just a few moments ago, he was almost eaten by an overweighted woman, who had blood dripping from her face already. That was when Shiro realized his son was in danger. He needed to get to that school, and get Keith - and Lotor- and book it like bats out of hell. He seemed to be the only one who knew what was happening. That was until, hundreds of people started sprinting towards each other, tearing each other apart with their teeth. Oh, these poor people.

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This sucked.