A rare foray back into the world of Friday Fictioneers for this post,
Write a one hundred word story that has a beginning, middle and end. (No one will be ostracized for going a few words over the count.)THE KEY:MAKE. EVERY. WORD. COUNT.
Famous (100 Words)
Harris surveyed the carnage with quiet satisfaction. Blood flowed freely from his shattered nose yet he felt no pain. Ears ringing and hands shaking he sought his companion.
Klebold crouched, peering under a desk at three terrified girls. “Boo,” he shouted gleefully, putting a bullet in each of them.
“Reckon we’re about done,” said Harris.
Klebold nodded laughing, “you look like shit, man.”
At the far side of the library, they stopped, face to face, a gun to each other’s head.
“Right then, on three,” said Harris.
“On three,” Klebold agreed.
“One.., two..,” Harris paused smiling, “we’re fucking famous man!”