Mass School Shootings: A Short Story

"Have you ever thought about mass murder?" Dyrick asked me. "You mean like a shooting spree?" I joked. "I was thinking more along the lines of a bombing and a school shooting." "Oh, no. I never think about killing anyone except myself." I admitted. I believed he was messing around for sure but the look in his green eyes made me think otherwise. He kept eye contact with me for a few seconds which made me feel a little uneasy. "You can't do that. That's not allowed. Killing yourself is not okay but killing other people is fine by my book." "Oh Dyrick" we both laughed at each other. He glanced away for a second then at the time eyed me again. "So what you're saying is, you are thinking about shooting people here at this school?" I questioned.
He smiled and replied "Hell yeah". I weird sensation went down my spine out of shock. "Why?" "To make 'em pay for what they did." I hesitated to reply to that remark. "So are you interested?" "We'll have to see. I mean, just let me think about it." He nodded with "Time is yours".