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Willian: You're joking, right??

Me: This is hard to explain but I like you and I want to be with you, but I need a coverup. It's Colin

Willian: So you're going to go out with him just so people won't suspect something's going on between us?

Me: Yes, I'm willing to do whatever it takes to keep us a secret.

Willian: So there's an us??

Me: Take me out first and then yes


I smiled down at my phone as I watched Willian type something out. I can't believe we're actually going to do this! I like Willian a lot so I'm really excited to see where this is going to go. My happy thoughts came to a sudden end when someone forcefully closed my locker, almost making me drop my phone and shit my pants at the same time.

I looked up to see the girl from PE staring at me. What does she want now? I raised my eyebrows at her and she folded her arms across her chest. Her stare was haunting, so whatever she thinks I did is probably bad. "Have you seen my friend Pearleen? She's about 5'2, Asian, wears glasses, and gets nothing but A's."

Holy shit, that was the dead girl in the closet. I quickly put on my worry face and thought about what to say. "Is she at home? She probably took a day off." I said to her and her expression never changed. I'm starting to sweat a lot. I hope she doesn't notice.

"She never does that. If you know anything let me know." She studied my face for a moment and I swallowed and quickly nodded my head. Once she walked away I locked my locker and went right to class to tell Erica, but remembered that she wasn't here today. Fuck!





I walked into English and placed my bag on the back of my chair and noticed that it was a sub today. Yay me! I looked around at the empty desk around me and grabbed the first book that I saw to make it seem like I had something to do for this class. The bell rung and I noticed that someone else was missing.

"Hey," I whispered to Max who was sitting right next to me. He looked up from his book and stared at me. "Where's Colin?" I asked him and he smirked and looked back to his book. Max and his smirks. There's always a double meaning to them.

"The principal come and got him. I hope it's nothing serious." He said as he read his book. What does he mean? I needed to talk to him. The sooner we go out the sooner me and Willian are off the hook. And plus I need to talk to him about what happened this morning.

"Why's that?" I asked him and he smirked again. "If it's something serious he won't be able to nail me." I let out a laugh and shook my head. Colin is nowhere near gay, so he would never do that. But he isn't here so I guess I have to do this myself.

"That won't be happening because we're dating." Max's eyes went wide as he closed his book and looked at me with amusement in his eyes. "Since when?" This is about to sound so dumb. I've never been this dumb or desperate, but there's a killer on the loose. Times have changed.

"Yesterday." Max nodded his head and smiled at me. I don't have a problem with Max, in fact he's been really nice to us ValleyHigh kids. He's funny and super cool. I like him, and hope that he's not involved with the killer. We fell under a silence and Max started to read again, but there was something on my mind that I needed to talk about.

"If you were a killer what would be the first thing you do to get everyone off your back?" I asked him after the silence passed. He chuckled and closed his book and turned to face me. "Besides killing more, I'd throw a big ass party. Invite the whole school." Interesting logic, but what sense does that make?

"Why? How does that not make everyone think it's you?" I asked him and his face turned serious. "Because in everyone's eyes you're doing us a favor. Throwing a party means instantly that you can't be the killer, but secretly it does." I need more information.

"By you throwing a party you're getting everyone together, and since it's a party no one is really paying attention. But if you do the host will probably disappear for awhile saying, "I'm about to go have sex," or something. An hour later the killer shows up. Have you ever seen a scary movie?" Max is literally the smartest person ever.

"Of course. So who's throwing a party?" I asked him and he laughed and picked his book back up. "I have no idea."


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"Hey?" I walked out of English and saw Mike waiting for me. This is weird. Where is Cheryl? Mike noticed that I seemed weirded out and laughed once I reached him. "Cheryl has a dentist appointment. Where is Erica and Colin?" I remembered that Colin never came back, so now I have no idea.

"Erica has the flu, and Colin never came to English." Mike nodded and I thought about how weird today was going to be for me. "Someone knows that the dead girl is missing." I said to him after moments of silence. His eyes went wide, and I continued.

"But I know how to find out who the killer is." Mike groaned and relaxed his temples while raising his eyebrows at me. He was trying to stay calm. "They're going to throw a party. We go and watch the host, and if they disappear and the killer shows up, then we have our guy."

Mike rolled his eyes and as soon as he did that the bell rung. He's still pissed, great! "Good to know." He started to walk away and I called out to him. "Don't go beating up random kids." I joked. He forced out a laugh and flipped me off before walking away.





"Are you painting the Mona Lisa?" I let out a laugh as Noah, Max, and Mike walked over to our art table with their art supplies. I put my brush in the water and watched them all get ready to finish painting.

"So, did Mara tell you guys about her killer theory?" Mike asked as we all started to paint. I laughed and grabbed my brush and continued with my painting. "Not my theory, Max's." I said out loud and Noah let out a laugh.

"What's the theory, smart boy?" Noah said in a flirtatious way. Woah, what is going on here? Mike and I both exchanged looks and hid our laughs. I took a quick look at Noah and he was so flirting with Max. Oh my god! Go Noah!

"Well whoever the killer is, is going to throw a party and kill someone there." I looked up from my painting and saw how close the two were sitting. Something is going to happen with these two. I see it coming. Max explained his theory more and I went back to painting. I hope someone throws a party soon. If they do then this situation can all go away.

I was so into my thoughts and painting that I almost didn't notice the classroom door being opened, until my name was called. I looked up from my painting and saw a lady and Colin talking to the art teacher. What the hell is going on? Colin started to walk to our table as I started to walk to the lady that looked very familiar.

She lead me to outside of the classroom and she didn't say anything until the door was closed. Once it was she spoke up, and I then remembered where I knew her from. "I'm the detective working this case-"

"You're the lady who kept asking me questions the day I almost died." Her face soften once she realized that I wasn't happy about it. Is this why Colin was gone for so long today? "It's my job. I just want to find out who's doing this." She said to me and I rolled my eyes at her. I don't like her and I don't know why she's talking to me. I don't care.

"So do I, and if we're being honest here my Dad and his guys were doing a good job working this case." I defensively said to her as I folded my arms across my chest and stared at her. I know that I'm giving her a hard time, but why should I care? She didn't care when she kept asking me questions.

"Your Dad and his Men aren't detectives. Look," She stepped closer to me and I unfolded my arms and looked her dead in the eye. "Me and my squad are going to be watching you and your friends closely. If you know anything about this case, or do anything that makes you look suspicious we won't hesitate to bring you in." What a bitch.

"Are we done? Because I want to finish my painting." She took a step back and I rolled my eyes as I walked past her and back into the art room. Fuck, what if she's serious about that? Then we can't openingly talk about the dead girl. I need Erica, fuck!

I forcefully opened the door which made everyone look at me when I walked in. I ignored them all and went straight to my table and shook my foot out of rage. I seriously hate that bitch. "Someone needs to be in my anger management group." Mike joked and everyone at our table lightly laughed. I ignored his comment and went back to painting. Hopefully this will calm me down.

Maybe I can talk to my Dad about her. If I don't like her he can easily get her off the case. "They must have their suspect." Someone said out loud. What the fuck is it now? I threw down my paint brush and stood up to see who had spoken.

"What the fuck do you mean?!" I yelled out and instantly everyone from my table went to action and held me back as the person started to laugh. I watched as a girl stood up on her stool and looked down at me. "You need to fuck off and get out of our school or I'll be forced to kickass." All talk, no action is what these kids are about. I hate it here.

"Derrianna, don't you have anything else better to do with your bitter life?" Max asked as Mike held a tight grip on me, so I didn't escape and lash out. "It's official, you and everyone that goes to ValleyHigh is fucking dead to me!" She yelled out and I just watched as she laughed and went on. She looked like an insane person.

"Tell those little sluts the news when they get back." Mike completely let me go as the teacher got her down from her stool and walked her out of class. These people are really getting to me. I've never lashed out like that before. I don't think I can stay here much longer.

"You okay?" Noah asked me as I started to pace back and forth. "I need to leave, like right now." No one tried to get me to stay. They all knew how I was feeling and how badly I needed to leave. So all at once we grabbed our bags and walked right out the room, and right out of the school.


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"This is nice." Colin said as I laid my head on his chest, and boy was he right. It did feel nice. "I'm sorry about today." I said to him and he supportingly rubbed my arm. "Sometimes it's all just a little too much." Did he just quote Shawn Mendes lyrics? I just ignored it and smiled to myself. I could stay like this forever.

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