Realistic or Modern Washington High School: Student Chronicles

[FestiFries]

She followed Zori to the car, glancing back occasionally to make sure a teacher didn't see them leave. Regan got inside the car then told Zori her house address. "Thanks for doing this" she mumbled, putting on her seatbelt. She still didn't tell him what was going on. Mostly because she didn't know how to start explaining it to him and she was still pretty confused herself. She watched as they pulled out of the parking lot.

 

[JujuBee]

"No problem Regan." Zori said, sending her a smile as he climbed into the car. He turned the car, hearing the engine start up before driving off to the destination.


"You know, you don't have to tell me what's going on." He said softly. "It's not my business. As long as no one is hurting you." He said.

 

[Trunk Monkey]

Butch sped down the highway; his gun strapped to his chest with a 3 point sling underneath his hoodie. He was also finally wearing his helmet; since it was slightly coated in Kevlar, enough protection to protect him from a 9mm bullet. He was going pretty fast, and the cops already knew about the fight club incident. One cop car with two cops in it raced behind him, flashing his lights.


" Pull over! "


Butch couldn't get caught; not now. Not when Manny could find the money hidden with Regan. He stopped his bike and waited for the cops to come out. They started walking closer to him, not even grabbing their guns for precaution.


" Now sir, put your hands on the handles and slowly make your way off the bike. "


Butch slowly extended his bloody hands and touched the bike handles, making his way off the bike, he quickly unzipped his hoodie, un-clipped his weapon, and opened fire on the cops; using the remaining 20 rounds. He quickly grabbed their pistols and ammo, putting them in his bag. He then opened their trunk and retrieved a Kevlar vest and put it on under his hoodie; his weapon slung over that. He sped off on his bike, heading toward Manny's house.

 

[Tasteless]

Alex glared at a few of thee kids who were throwing paper at Butch, his hard stare making them avert their eyes. He turned back to the teacher, and continued to take notes, yet his mind kept drifting on last night. How beautiful Solana looked with her hair blowing out the window of his car, and how the sun light danced over her skin.


 
Wow I'm super behind, someone fill me in please.

 

[FestiFries]

Regan looked at him for a minute before speaking. "After the fire alarm went off, Butch gave me a bag of money..." She took out the bag and showed Zori as he drove. "He told me to go home and hide it there. I don't know where he got the money from and I don't even know how much it is, but it looks like a lot and I'm kind of freaking out a bit here" Regan said all together without taking a breather. She shoved the money back in her pocket and ran a hand through her hair nervously.

 

[JujuBee]

Zori looked over at her, his eyes widening at the sight of the bag. He accidentally swerved, during as he righted himself. He waved apologetically at the car that sped past before glancing at Regan once more.


"Oh shit..." He muttered. "How did he get money like that?! What in the hell?"

 

[FestiFries]

"I have no clue. He walked away before I could even ask him anything." Regan looked out on the road. "I have this weird feeling that if someone found me with the money, I would be in big trouble. He's supposed to pick it up at my house by tonight." Suddenly, Regan heard a sound like shots were being fired. The sound wasn't close but it was too far away where she couldn't hear it either. "What the hell was that?" she asked, looking over at Zori.

 

[Trunk Monkey]

Butch pulled in a block from Manny's 3 story house. He stashed his bike somewhere one of his goons would be able to get it later. He then wrote a really long note to a certain someone. Putting the two loaded pistols with the spare mags in both his pockets, along with having his tec9 still strapped to his chest under his hoodie; he was ready for blood. He snorted what seems like. 15 lines of coke, then smoking a joint of Angel Dust. He started walking very slowly toward the house; not even feeling the pain he was in before. Ten of Manny's thugs come pouring out of the house; weapons drawn. Manny himself comes walking out and stands in front of them; pulling out his nickel plated 9mm. He points it at Butches head, still wearing his bike helmet.


" Yo homie, you stupid as hell thinking you can just walk in here. Come to fist fight me? Hah! It's a miracle you're even still alive after that beating you got last night! You just had to gouge out his f*cking eyes... Now I have to kill you. Bye Bandito... "


Manny quickly fired his gun at Butches head; his helmet taking the round. Butch quickly un-zips his hoodie and takes his Tec9 out; shooting Manny 20 times.


" You're a punk B*tch Manny!!! Y'all are weak too!!! Screw you all!!! "


Manny's goons quickly started firing at Butch, he was getting shot up like crazy. Butch firing his Tec9, quickly striding to the left. Once he ran out of rounds; he dropped his Tec9 and drew his two pistols. He then started slowly walking toward the group as they fired on him, shooting at the group duel wielding standard issue cop pistols. One of the pistols gets shot out of Butches hand; giving him a free hand to reload the other one. He then gets to the last guy; who was also out of rounds. Butch unloads two rounds into his stomach; dropping his 9mm and walking slowly toward him.


" Gah... You're a f*cking monster... El Diablo! El Diablo with you!!! "


Butch beat his face in; only stopping when only bone chunks were left on the ground. He then walked up to Manny. Butch lit a Angel Dust blunt; then took a piss on Manny's dead body. Cop sirens could be heard everywhere. Butch dropped to his knees and made a call to one of his goons; giving him instructions for what would happen next. Butch was losing a lot of blood, so he passed out on the ground; foam coming out of his mouth.

 

[JujuBee]

Zori shrugged, not really knowing what to say. "Just be careful okay Regan? He seems like a nice guy and all but someone with that much money in a school no less doesn't exactly scream 'Star child'. Just don't get hurt." He said, his voice filled with worry as he looked around.


"Those sounded like gunshots..."

 

[FestiFries]

"Don't worry I'll be fine" Regan said, trying to stay optimistic. "Hopefully" she added under her breath. She looked outside and sighed. "Why would there be gunshots firing?" Regan bit down on her lip and sank back in the passenger seat a bit. "I hope Butch is okay" she whispered, gripping onto the seat belt. "Here, the house on the left." She pointed to her house so Zori could stop.

 

[Trunk Monkey]

[bREAKING NEWS][FOX NEWS]


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Crazed Washington Shooter Butch Shooter has been caught. He is wanted on 3 accounts of armed robbery; 43 accounts of aggravated assault; 16 accounts of assault with a deadly weapon; 2 accounts of murder in the first degree; 14 accounts of murder on the third degree; 30 accounts of dealing narcotics.


" Wow! That's some rap sheet for some kid from Washington huh? Dan, do we know anything else about this guy? "


The woman was smiling like nothing was real. She thought this was the funniest thing she had ever seen. Dan was almost the same way.


" Well Sarah, we know this kid was a heavy hitter for the Mexican Cartels doing minor business in the Washington area; and even sparkling back from the Oakland area! It's true he's from East Oakland. "


The blonde reporting female took a look at his old and new mug shots; almost looking sad.


" What happened to him Dan...? He used to be so good looking! Why does it look like he got ran over by a steam truck...? "


The audience and Dan laughed. It definitely was all just a joke to them.


" Well Sarah; cocaine is one hell of a drug! And when they found him, he was overdosed on it. He's not being held in the maximum security hospital, then he will be sent to the prison after his court reading. "


Sarah put her hand to her chest a little shocked, faked of course.


" How long do you think they will keep 18 year old Butch for? Murdering people around Washington has to have major punishment. "


Dan laughed a little; he tried suppressing it for the camera.


" He will be expecting life in prison, and if he's found guilty for the murder of his own parents; the death penalty. "


(( This would be on live TV ))

 

[JujuBee]

Zori pulled into the house, biting his lip. "I'm not sure. I don't really feel comfortable letting you go through with this by yourself... You sure you don't want me to come in there with you or anything?" He asked, looking at her as put the car in park.


"Those gunshots don't make me feel better and Butch wasn't looking so good when he first got to school. Who knows how he is now."

 

[FestiFries]

Regan sat there in the car for a bit, looking at Zori. "You can come in with me if you want. I'd much rather like you to anyway. Plus you could help me hide the money for now." Regan got out of the car and walked inside the house. She left the door open for Zori then closed the door behind them and took out the bag of money. "There's gotta be probably 10 thousand or more in here." Regan couldn't believe that she had that much money in her possession. "I need to put it somewhere safe." She thought for a moment then started walking to her bedroom. She figured it would be safe there since her parents never set foot in her room anyway.

 

[JujuBee]

Zori looked at her and nodded his head, getting out of the car once he shut the engine off. He walked into the house, letting his eyes roam like he usually did when in a new environment.


He glanced at the bag and nodded. "I'm saying more than 10 in there." Zori watched her go to her bedroom but decided not to follow. He didn't find it to gentlemanly to follow a girl to her bedroom- especially is you weren't offered to come along. Him being in the house were more than enough rules that he was breaking in his moral code.


He walked into the living room, turning the TV on and changing the channel until he saw a picture of Butch on it. "Regan!"

 

[Trunk Monkey]

[bREAKING NEWS]


The video footage of the shooter has just been released; we urge you to send your small children into another room.


[VIDEO PLAYS: The shooting of the two cops, along with the gunfight with Manny.]


The two reporters come back on.


" Oh god... How was he able to survive all those gunshots?!? "


Sarah almost looked like she saw the devil himself.


" It's because his Helmet was Kevlar plated; along with the vest he took from the cops he murdered. Smart, but completely outrageous. "


Sarah was trying to find a way to justify his actions; but couldn't.


" I wanted to say he did the world a favor ridding Washington of the cartels... But the family's of the cops he murdered would tell me otherwise. "


Everyone went quiet.


" A moment of silence for Bob Wrinkle and Harry Dillard... Brave men who were gunned down by a maniac... "

 

[FestiFries]

"Yeah?" Regan called out loudly from her bedroom. She was hiding the bag of money at the bottom of one of her drawers, under all of the clothes in it. She closed it then hurried out into the living room. "What is it...?" Her voice faltered slightly as she looked at the TV. She watched as the two news reporters talked about Butch and what he did. "Oh no..." she gasped quietly, standing next to Zori. "What the hell has he done?"

 

[JujuBee]

Zori sat down on the couch, staring at the TV. "He's killed cops. All those drugs. I knew the guy smoked weed and I had an inkling that he might have done other drugs but seriously?" He turned to Regan. "That's dirty money he gave you Regan. You need to be careful with it. Dirty money always attracts dirty hands who won't hesitate to do what they believe needs to be done."

 

[Trunk Monkey]

One of Butches goons came up to Regan's house driving Butches bike. He parked the bike on her driveway, then made his way to the front door and knocked on it. He was holding a spiral notebook.

 

[FestiFries]

"What am I gonna do?" Regan asked out loud, frustrated that she somehow got caught up in all of this drama. She felt bad that she got Zori caught up in it also. They both had nothing to do with it. Regan was about to apologize but then she heard the familiar sound of Butch's bike. She stood there for a moment and waited to see what would happen. She opened the door and saw one of what she thought was Butch's friends. "Hi?" she said, looking at him in confusion. She looked down at the notebook in his hands.

 

[JujuBee]

Zori didn't know how to answer Regan's question so he stayed silent, turning to look back at the TV. He froze at the sound of the bike and followed Regan to the door, looking out at the guy with the notebook cautiously.

 

[Trunk Monkey]

" Hey there Regan... Butch said to give you this. But... I guess we don't follow Butch anymore now. Well commander, it's gonna be one hell of a ride working for ya! We gonna f*ck shit up!!! "


The goon handed Regan the spiral notebook; and a letter addressed to her.


Butches Note:


- Hey there Regan; if you're reading this, I'm either dead or rotting in a cell somewhere. Just wanted to let you know that I handed everything over to you... Don't be surprised; the same thing happened to me. Just an ordinary kid from East Oakland; getting a letter and a spiral notebook... Well, take it or not. It somewhat ruined my life, but at the same time, I'm set for it. I have 3 million dollars in that bike Regan. I want you to watch it for me, the 30 grand is yours. If I don't make it out of this shit, keep the 3 million. Your the new anarchist warlord Regan! Now f*cking get out there and make some money... For me. And stop being so damn sad all the time, I thought you were pretty cute; act like it. Take charge, never let someone tell you, you can't do something. I should get my bike before long. By the way; my goons are forever in your service! Need someone beat up? Call them! Need a ride somewhere? Call them! They will help you out... They are good dudes. Well, this concludes my letter. Good luck Regan... See you soon.


~~~~~~~~~~~~~~


~The Anarchist PlayBook~ is now in Regan's possession.


((Gtg for 2 weeks... Keep this RP goin! I'll be back > ))

 

[FestiFries]

Regan took the notebook and the letter and skimmed over it quickly. She read it again but this time at a much slower pace. "Holy shit" she finally mumbled, looking up at the guy in front of her then back at Zori. She closed the door as Butch's goon left and sat down on the couch, reading over the letter again. "Wow..." she whispered. "I can't believe he did this." Regan glanced up at Zori.

 

[JujuBee]

Zori was busy staring at the goon in confusion before he walked off. He watched as Regan shut the door and followed her almost as if he were a lost puppy. Siting down beside her, he tried to look over her shoulder at the notebook.


"What did he do?" Zori asked. "What's going on?"

 

[FestiFries]

"Butch" Regan started, still shocked about everything that's happened. "He gave me everything. The bike, the money. It's all mine now." She handed Zori the letter and let him read it.

 

[JujuBee]

Zori read the letter over and over. He looked over at Regan after the fifth time reading it before letting out a groan. "Regan... Not good. Not good at all."