I considered running but that would only get me so far before I got tackled or worse, shot. I stepped out from my hiding spot slowly, revealing myself, shivering for a reason that was not the cold air.

"Oh! What a little surprise we have here!" he dropped the hand with the gun to his side and raised an eyebrow signaling the men on his side to come towards me. I stepped back, only to be blocked by a row of lockers behind me.

The men grabbed each of my elbows similar to the position they held their other captive in. I struggled to get out of their grip but their strong hands held me in place. Please come Athena, Athena, I recited in my head as the man, whom I assumed was their leader, continued to stare at me, not seeming intimidated by the glares I was sending him.

"Oh! A feisty one I see!" he walked over to me and pushed a loose strand of my hair off my face. As he neared me, my instinct took in and I raised my knee and kicked as hard as I could. Taking the opportunity as his captaters hesitated, the other man pulled out of their grip enough to throw a punch which got him free completely. As the men holding me ran to assist their leader, the other man ran up to me and grabbed my forearm, pulling me along with him. I followed him until we reached another dark hallway. He opened one of the doors lining the walls and went inside the classroom, gesturing for me to follow.

"Guess I should thank you?" he said in a soft raspy voice with a spanish accent, once we had caught our breaths and were safely inside the classroom.

He flicked on the light and judging by the posters, I assumed we were in one of the freshman spanish classrooms. I took a better look at the man now and he seemed just a year or two older than me. He had a tiny heart tattoo on his right wrist and shaggy brown hair. He seemed rough, like one of the guys no one would dare to mess with.

I nodded, face grim, still trying to comprehend what I had just done. He walked towards me and I walked backwards, as an instinct. Cornering me, I backed up against a wall as he put his hand above my head on the locker. He watched me with amusement filling his eyes and I glared straight back at him. He reached out, gently touching my chin and lifting it up, "and what is your name, chica?"

"What is your name?" I shot back, not wanting to reveal my identity.

"Oh, you don't know hm?" he had an amused smirk on his face that made me want to slap him. I felt like I've seen him before except I couldn't quite place it.

Not knowing why I had even interfered, I pushed him away from me and ran, without turning back to see if he was following.

Breathing hard, I sprinted through the hallways of lockers and pushed through the front door. Still running, I smacked straight into Athena. 

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