Prompt 30
Title: Afternoon Delight
Characters: Casey (13)
Prompt: Death, 30
Word Count: 336
Rating: G
Summary: A surprise you never saw coming.
Author's Notes:Another paradox/universe/alternate. Whatever you want to say. *shrug*
Casey walked in the door, after a long day at school, exhausted and ready for a nap.
When she paused in the living room to drop all her stuff off, she looked around. There had to have been at least ten people in the room, most of them grim-looking.
Blair say in a corner, reading Goosebumps, oblivious to whatever was going on. Her mother and father sat on the couch, holding each other like it would make everything OK. Her grandparents sat next to them, looking afraid, as if someone had pulled a gun on them. Aunts and uncles stood all around, either offering words of comfort or staying quiet, unable to think of the right thing to say.
No one even noticed her entrance, and it was quite loud. She though the worse: Gramma has cancer? Uncle Jimmy was in a motorcycle accident? Her mom had been pregnant but had a miscarriage? What?
"Mama?" Casey asked slowly. No one looked up. She walked closer to the group. What was going on?
The news was on, quietly braodcasting the breaking coverage of some terrible shooting. Casey paused to listen.
"Shots were fired today, around 1:15 PM, at Monroe Middle School. The alleged shooter was believed to be an unknown danger, but we have just found out he was a student. Eighth grader Alec Komerove was said to have stolen the gun from his father..." Casey thought for a moment. The couldn't have. It didn't. She listened for more.
"...Five victims in all, including three students, a teacher, and Komerove." On the screen appeared four pictures; Casey assumed they had already shown Alec's. Just as the newscaster had said, there were three students and a teacher.
"Hey, that's...oh, God, Ms Parks!" casey shouted. She had forgotten about everyone else in the room, but they still didn't notice her. "And..that's Jake. Jake Leer. I dunno that kid...but..." Caseys eyes opened wide.
Everything came rushing back, the day, the shooting, everything.
The last photo on the screen...
Was her.
Characters: Casey (13)
Prompt: Death, 30
Word Count: 336
Rating: G
Summary: A surprise you never saw coming.
Author's Notes:Another paradox/universe/alternate. Whatever you want to say. *shrug*
Casey walked in the door, after a long day at school, exhausted and ready for a nap.
When she paused in the living room to drop all her stuff off, she looked around. There had to have been at least ten people in the room, most of them grim-looking.
Blair say in a corner, reading Goosebumps, oblivious to whatever was going on. Her mother and father sat on the couch, holding each other like it would make everything OK. Her grandparents sat next to them, looking afraid, as if someone had pulled a gun on them. Aunts and uncles stood all around, either offering words of comfort or staying quiet, unable to think of the right thing to say.
No one even noticed her entrance, and it was quite loud. She though the worse: Gramma has cancer? Uncle Jimmy was in a motorcycle accident? Her mom had been pregnant but had a miscarriage? What?
"Mama?" Casey asked slowly. No one looked up. She walked closer to the group. What was going on?
The news was on, quietly braodcasting the breaking coverage of some terrible shooting. Casey paused to listen.
"Shots were fired today, around 1:15 PM, at Monroe Middle School. The alleged shooter was believed to be an unknown danger, but we have just found out he was a student. Eighth grader Alec Komerove was said to have stolen the gun from his father..." Casey thought for a moment. The couldn't have. It didn't. She listened for more.
"...Five victims in all, including three students, a teacher, and Komerove." On the screen appeared four pictures; Casey assumed they had already shown Alec's. Just as the newscaster had said, there were three students and a teacher.
"Hey, that's...oh, God, Ms Parks!" casey shouted. She had forgotten about everyone else in the room, but they still didn't notice her. "And..that's Jake. Jake Leer. I dunno that kid...but..." Caseys eyes opened wide.
Everything came rushing back, the day, the shooting, everything.
The last photo on the screen...
Was her.