Katilyn smiled to a brunet male cashier, emptying her handful of change into his hand. Then she smiled to the caramel latte that greeted her, "Yes. Now this is what I'm talking about." She'd woken up a little late, but she'd managed to make first period. Though after another systematic dream about Haley and her gory demise, she took a break from the campus to grab some sugary caffeine. It was the only thing that kept her going. She knew that killing someone was supposed to be traumatic, but she hadn't had a decent nights rest in weeks, perhaps even longer. Four hours and she was up. Though it didn't keep her on time, usually it was the latter hours of the morning that she got to sleep. She checked her phone, which had a message from her sister, Tayden.
"Where are you? You're really late you know! It's second period!"
Katilyn took a sip of her latte, texting back nonchalantly, "I'll be there soon. It's my birthday. I can do whatever I want.... or I can get detention. I'm not as late as you think. What's the big deal if I stop for a latte between classes?" She sent it, pocketing her phone. The blonde checked her hair before strolling back to the school. Sure she was difficult, but it made this town interesting. Not long after her mother's affair Katilyn finally broke free from the military-like hold that her parents had on her. It wasn't like she was doing drugs or having sex, but she definitely wanted to party... that is, until Haley.. She kept her distance from parties since she disappeared.
Haley.. I should have buried her properly.. but I was so drunk that night. I don't even remember where I put your body.. She took another drink, this time a long swig of the coffee. It was the only thing keeping her nerves in one place, so she was becoming sort of a caffeine junkie, despite knowing the health risks. Before she even knew it, she was standing in front of the school. Well, here I am. That was faster than I would have liked. She rolled her eyes. She took another sip, finding the World History class.
"Good morning everyone. My name, as you can see, is Mr. Green. This is World History..." he said with a calm demeanor, not even acknowledging his brother and sister in the room.
Oh look, class has already started. She proceeded in walking into the classroom and taking her seat in front of Tayden, "Miss me, doll? Oh is this for me?" She asked with a wide grin, poking at the present sitting on her desk. She didn't even acknowledge it was rude to interrupt, not that many of the teachers usually paid attention to idle chatter.. so long as it was quiet. Though she did turn around, a rather large detail finally catching her one track mind. She noticed Clark, standing at the front of the room. Do we have a student teacher or something? Who the hell is this guy? He can't be much older than us..