Romarm Cugir: A Short Story

One by one I loaded the hollow point bullets into the magazine of the AK-47 Romarm Cugir. “Are you ready?” Aaron asked me “Not yet, I think we should wait till lunch when everyone is gathered up and I still haven’t finished loading up my AK” “I don’t wanna keep waiting, it’s already 10:20 and we’ve been waiting since 7.” “Well we’ll have a better chance of getting all of them if they’re all gathered up in one room so let’s just wait it out. “Fine but at 11:05 I’m heading out, whether you’re with me or not.” “Alright fine. Do you remember the plan?” “Yea yea we’ve been over this like 50 times. “Alright I just don’t want you to bail.” “I won’t, I promise.” And with that we waited. We sat in Aaron’s car until 11:04. We picked up
the two duffel bags and put them around our shoulders; Aaron’s weighing much more than mine due to him holding the chains and lock. We made our way to the outside exit of the west wing of the cafeteria, and Aaron pulled the chains out. Three times we wrapped the chains around the door, and locked it with the Abloy Steel Padlock PL340. “Are you sure this lock will do? It looks kinda small.” I asked. “Yea I’m sure, I tested it at home with the extra one that I bought. Trust me, nothing’s getting through this. “Alright good, then let’s get going to the other door, before everyone starts coming in for lunch.” Aaron seemed to be more excited than I was. This was all his idea, I came up with the plan and gathered the majority of our materials but this idea came from him. I was scared at first when we were in the car, but now that I think about it for the final time before we do it, these people deserve what’s coming to them. They brought this upon themselves. But did they? Was it our fault for being weird? No, they should’ve accepted us as their fellow students and instead they treated us like dirt, like worthless beings. We got inside the cafeteria through the only other exit to the outside and we chained it closed from the inside. This way no one is getting in or out except for the main exit which led to the history classrooms in the main hallway. This is gonna be entertaining. Everybody on their knees, begging for their lives, tears rushing down their face. But what about their families? Will they be mad? Sad? Depressed? What am I saying? Who cares about their families, they all deserve this. We knew no one would see the chains due to the doors being in the hallway that connects the unused stairwell to the cafeteria. We sat in towards the center of the cafeteria, in our usual spots. The students rushing in looked like hungry sharks swimming towards the smell of blood. Little did they know that they were the ones that were getting lured into a trap and we were the hungry sharks. “These idiots will finally pay the price for bullying us and treating us as if we were worse than scum,” I said to Aaron “they’re not gonna know what hit them” “They won’t, and the ones that make it out are gonna be the lucky ones, and hopefully they’ll realize that picking on those weird kids isn’t always cool. Just cause everyone else does it, doesn’t mean they should too.” By now the cafeteria was at about half capacity. It was like there was an infinite amount of students, they just kept pouring in as if they were an open faucet. Even with our entire table only consisting of two students, myself and Aaron, everybody refused to sit with us. Why didn’t they like sitting with us? Did we smell funny? Or was it our odd style of clothing? Maybe it was just because we were weaker than everyone else. This was no reason to bully kids to the point where they’re going to shoot up the school. Well at that point it didn’t even matter anymore, because we were already there and we were already ready to take action. “Wanna start now?” He asked me. “Whenever you’re ready” He stood up from his seat and reached under the table into the duffel bag.
Aaron got up onto the table and flipped the safety switch from on to off. He fired two shots into the ceiling to get everyone’s attention. “I WANT EVERYONE TO SIT DOWN RIGHT NOW, AND I DON’T WANT ANYONE UNDER THE TABLES I WANT YOU ALL IN YOUR SEATS.” This was my cue. I reached down under into my duffel bag and pulled out my AK-47, joining Aaron on top of the table. I looked around and saw everyone’s faces filled with anguish and horror. The cafeterias eerie silence made it easier for us to speak up. For the first time, people were actually paying attention to what he had to say and it was an incredible feeling. No one moved a muscle and no one made a peep, we were in complete control. “Anybody know who we are?” I shouted Why didn’t anyone raise their hand? Someone must have at least known our names. Right? Well if they didn’t know us before this happened, then they’ll sure as hell remember us now. We’re gonna go down in history as the two most infamous school shooters in all of the United
States. “Does anyone know at least our names? No? Well ironically this is the exact reason we’re standing here right now above you guys. For the last 2 years of our lives, we’ve been made fun of, picked on, and harassed, but that ends right here, right now.” Aaron was beginning to get warmed up and soon his trigger finger would be itching. I looked around and I recognized one of the jocks that had forced me to eat a moldy piece of ham off the ground in the cafeteria last year. Nolan Bashert. I wasted no time with him and I fired multiple bullets into his back and neck. He dropped down like a sack of potatoes. “Oh and there goes the first one. Who’s next folks? Vladmir Krutz? Anyone know where he is? He’s first on my list” Aaron was ready. “He’s over here! Aaron come quick, I overheard him talking about making a run for it!” I looked over to see who was talking and of course it was him. David Lareau, one of the highest in his class, and also know as the class snitch. I sauntered on over to David and asked him to point out Vladmir for me. “I know you’d prove to be helpful Dave. Now get out of here, you’re one of the few that we’ll let go.” I motioned Aaron over to Vladmir and Aaron had no hesitation.
He was merciless, and he showed no emotions whatsoever when he pulled that trigger. Aaron was starting to get this wild look on his face, almost as if he was blood thirsty. He suddenly just began to go up to random students and started shooting; again with no emotion, I called over to him. “Aaron, stop with them and let’s go for who we really came for.” “Awe c’mon just a couple more of them. Please? I like seeing their bodies drop and I- “NO!” A shout that could be heard across the entire school. “Hey, alright calm down we’re in this together, right?” I hesitated. And with that one hesitation it was all over. I knew from the beginning that Aaron had an uncontrollable temper and I was starting to think he was losing his mind once he started drawing pictures of the mutilated corpses of dead classmates. He walked up to me and leaned into my ear. Whispering, “Don’t get cold feet on me, and no matter what we’re both going down for this since you already killed Nolan, remember that?” I gently pushed him off me and he gawked at me. He raised his gun. I didn’t think he’d go that far but he raised it and told me to sit down like everyone else. Is Aaron going crazy? We were doing this toge- “BANG!” the final
gunshot.