As Billy and Jack walked towards the striking vehicle, they would hear glass shattering somewhere inside the school building. A girl screamed, but she had already been panicking and the sound was too much for her strained nerves. Without thinking, she just ran straight between two vehicles which held one of the departing groups of calmer students. The trailing vehicle in a convoy of five swerved out of her way and straight into the school's fire hydrant. Water gushed up into the air and over the hood of the car.<br/><br/>The occupants, members of the baseball team, got out cursing. One started off towards where the girl ran, but was called back by his team mate. From the other vehicles, the rest of the team emerged and grouped up as Billy reached his car. Their conversation was loud, but muffled by the sounds of water pouring in a seemingly unending stream from the busted hydrant. The driver of the now totaled vehicle was clearly irate, ignoring the blood that was steadily dripping down his face from a small cut in his forehead. Nothing his teammates said to calm him seemed to work until one pointed, in a sweeping gesture, to the rest of the cars in the parking lot. Then one pointed squarely at Billy's gorgeous, fast, sports car.<br/><br/>Jack would be able to see what was about to happen easily since he was watching the parking lot. Nearly all of McKinney High's baseball team was removing bats they had grabbed from the locker room and heading in their direction, fanning out as they did. Apparently they believed what Michael said and had decided against working with others for the common good. The students milling about were scattering, either hurrying back into the school or to their cars. The only sound was the water and the singular chant that continued to be mumbled near Michael and Elizabeth.<br/><br/><strong>"Hey, pretty boy,"</strong>the Captain, Denny Cloral shouted as they drew nearer.<strong>"Hand over the keys to your ride."</strong><br/><br/><strong>"Jack, this has nothing to do with you,"</strong>another, smaller member said as they got closer, recognizing what he considered the real threat.<strong>"He gives us the keys and we're done here."</strong>