Running with Scissors (Story 2 Continued)

Keith raced after Misty. As he neared the back of the school he heard the sound of glass shattering and knew it wouldn't be long before the birds appeared in the building. Although, it would be better if they did, since here they couldn't fly.
"Come on, we need some sort of weapon," advised Misty.
Keith quickly ran into a classroom, and began furiously rummaging through drawers and desks. He found what he was looking for, two pairs of scissors. He returned to an anxious Misty and gave her one of them.
"Perfect," she commented and continued running to the back of the school, completely disregarding the long standing rule of not running with scissors. Keith followed with similar neglect of the rule.
They stopped when they saw one of the birds rush out from behind a corner; it was the first one Keith had seen back at the beach. It shrieked fiercely and charged the pair, who dodged it by running into the nearest room.
It turned and raced towards the room, which is exactly what Keith and Misty had been hoping for. Its girth was greater than the width of the door, so even though it got through, it had ripped many of its feathers, and some of its flesh off.
Misty was the first to attack, she dug her scissors into the bird's shoulder, and Keith quickly followed her example and aimed for the birds other shoulder.
Unexpectedly, it shoved itself into Keith and his scissors, bringing itself greater injury, but also knocking Keith onto the floor in a vulnerable position. It stood over Keith with its sharp talons ready to stamp on his head.

To Be Continued...