Its to late.

Grace Wenham

So my story starts with a boy and girl. Their names are Danny and Jodie.
Jodie is from Australia and recently moved to California, America. Jodie moved into Danny’s school and that’s when it all started.
“Err.. Who’s that girl over there?” Lana Said with disgust in her voice.
“Is she with Danny?” Lana pronounced. Shannon replied “I think that is Danny, He is getting a bit too comfy around her, you should stop it. After all he is your boyfriend” Lana didn’t reply, she just walked over to the mouldy water fountain where her boyfriend and his new friend were hanging out at.
“Danny!” Danny looked round, Scared about what his eyes were going to see. His faced dropped when he realized it was his over protective girlfriend. He just walked towards her; his heart was beating out of his chest. He didn’t want Lana to get the wrong impression about him and Jodie.

Lana asked him “What are you doing, hanging round with her again?” “We are just friends, you’re friends with Mitchell.” He said “I don’t care, i don’t hang round with Mitchell every day of my life, you hang round with... her” Pointing towards her, Almost in an aggressive manner. Danny walked towards Jodie again; Jodie turned around and made eye contact with Lana. Jodie’s hands were sweating and she felt light headed. She had been told bad things about Lana and didn’t want Lana to notice her too much. Unfortunately hanging around with her boyfriend wouldn’t help that.

It was home time and Danny Chose to walk Jodie home, But Lana wanted to walk home with Danny. As Danny and Jodie was about to walk out the school gates, they heard a Cold, sharp voice, “Danny, Jodie!” The voice yelled out. “Why are you guys walking home together?” Danny looked into the bushes, there was no one there. They carried on walking, not knowing what lay ahead.
As they were walking home, Danny said something surprising “I feel like me and Lana are slipping away from each other, before you were here, I couldn’t wait to see her at lunch and break, I couldn’t wait to hold her hand and hug her tightly, but now your here and I feel our hands slipping away, me and Lana are not made for each other, My hand doesn’t fit hers” Jodie couldn’t speak, she was in shock. Was this her fault? Is he saying that he likes her more? All these thoughts rushed threw her head at a 100mph. Then she saw Lana. She let out a yelp of terror and tried to run. Shannon grabbed her. Danny didn’t know what to do. He tried to grab Shannon but Lana hit him.

Danny fell to the ground and was not able to get up. Something had hold of him. “Mitchell?!” Mitchell said nothing and he punched Danny in the face. Blood rushed from his nose and his head fell back. “That was a knockout punch!” Lana laughed. A witch laugh. A cackle.

Jodie didn’t know what was happening. Lana grabbed her by the throat and all of the rumours she heard were suddenly true. Lana slapped her right in the centre of her left cheek. “That was a hard slap” Shannon exclaimed.
Blood rushed from Jodie’s mouth. Was this really happening? Now? What if they kill her? What if Danny is dead? She couldn’t let this happen to her. Jodie grabbed Lana arm and twisted. They heard the bone break. A Clean snap. Land screamed and fell to the floor. Shannon looked and Jodie. Jodie thought she was going to die but Shannon Ran. Mitchell helped Lana to her feet and they sprinted to the underpass.

Jodie ran to Danny. He was lying on the floor. Unconscious? Jodie had no idea what was happening until she looked at his stomach. A knife? He had been stabbed. Jodie screamed for help. The tears streamed down her face and she just kept screaming. Lana had stolen her phone. She had no help. She waited for what seemed like an eternity but was only really 15 minutes. She stayed by his side throughout. Checking his pulse to see if he had died. The paramedics arrived and they rushed to where he was laying. She was pushed out the way. They put him on a stretcher and pushed him into the ambulance. She couldn't believe this; this was all because of her.

After she had seen her mum, she rushed to the hospital. He was in ward 5. He was still in pediatrics but he was 16. She didn’t understand then. She sat with him all night. In intensive care. In the morning she went home. She couldn’t deal with all the heart break of watching him in there. Obviously in pain. She cried, she wept like a baby. Her only outlet. It was 5.33pm and she decided she had to be there for him for when he woke up.
She got a taxi to the hospital, when she got out she saw his family walking outside. They were crying. She knew something had gone wrong. She rushed inside to find his bed empty.

He died. He was brain dead. He died of multiple organ failure and Mitchell killed him. Jodie fell to the ground and cried. She couldn’t stop. He was there for her. He tried to save her and in doing so he lost his life. They said that they he asked for a girl called Jodie before he died. That was her. They said that he cried when she wasn’t there and he asked her one thing. Don’t blame herself for his death. She wanted to be there for him for when he woke up. She was too late.