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"Oh, Mona, that is so sweet, your shirt I mean. Im sure we will find his murderer!" A red-head girl prayed before Mona pressed her slim finger to her soft lips. "I hope so. I am sure that we will all pray for him." She said, whimpering and almost crying. The girls all huddle around her and hugged her before a tall man in an officer's suit came up from behind her. "Don't worry Miss, we are on the trail of a suspect." He said, smiling friendly at her before Mona turned around and hugged the police along with the other girls. "I hope you find his murder!" She sobbed, she wailed through-out the hall way as she forced fake tears out.
Yes, soak it all up and then my life will be normal again. She thought as the officer patted her back before the bell rang. She sniffled, wiping her tears from her eyes. "Alright, well good luck with your search..." She said, waving with a sad face on as the officer smiled weakly. "Poor girl. She must've loved him." He said, turning around and lighting up a cig.
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Sunlight reached Walker's eyes as he blinked them open and shut. Where... Where am I? he thought to himself, feeling around. It took his a few moments to grasp that he was at a crime scene.
"Excuse me office- Oh. Okay, more important thing to attend to. Right. Like solving who murdered thi--" Walker froze as he turned to the body, which was where he was previously laying. It was a strange image to think of. Looking at yourself. Dead. Surrounded by that yellow crime scene tape. In snow and blood. He turned to his left as a few men started to cover the body and carry Walker into the back of a van.
"Uh..." He frowned. And gave the death no though, "I feel... As fit as a fiddle though. Well, maybe a violin that's a bit on the flat side, but fit as a fiddle no less." He shrugged and looked at his watch, which was frozen to five minutes after the second bell of third period.
"Oh! School. Someone could tell me what's going on there." He nodded, satisfied with his decision as he ignored the snow that he should have been slipping on.
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South Whidbey High School. 10:45. December.
"Uh... Class... Which class am I in...?" Walker rubbed his chin thoughtfully as he stood in the middle of the hallway. "Excuse me, what's the date?" He turned to a teacher, who walked right past him. He stomped his feet and groaned, "I know I'm not exactly the most popular guy, but--... Ooooohh..." A quick montage-like flashback showed him what had happened in the last few hours he was alive. He only needed one word to express his hatred that had started to build up inside him.
"Mona."
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Mona rushed in, pushing the girls away. "You guys! You shouldn't go and blame others! Just because Anna is the prime suspect, doesn't mean she did it!" Mona sobbed as the girls as they started to hug her. "Im sorry Anna, but if you really did kill him, I won't forgive you!" She sobbed onto one girl's shoulder as she glared at Anna. "I hope your happy bitch." The girl scowled, walking Mona to her seat. Clinton tend to have murders through out the main city, most of them having no relations to Mona at all, so no one had ever expected her killing them, and on top of that, she did the murder so good, no one really ever managed to catch her.
Mona walked to her seat as the tears flowed down her face. Suckers. Eat up all of my grief for now. If Anna won't get arrested, maybe I will kill her. She is so unpopular, the officers won't even look into her murder and just think it was suicide. Her thoughts laughed hysterically as she sobbed on the outside.
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Walker glanced at a nearby clock. So far, no one had even given him half a glance.
Well... Except for Anna. Or maybe that was because of something else... Either way, he needed to do something, he hated just waiting around, even if no one gave him even the slightest amount of attention. Walker jogged out of an open door, thanking one of his classmates as they held it open for someone else. He looked around again, snow, snow, teenagers making out, and snow. Nothing that was out of the ordinary. He shivered, still feeling a bit of the human sense of feeling and wrapped his sweater tighter around him. He walked towards an old oak tree, where he used to happily read his favorite books before he met Mona. He grimaced, he hated thinking of her. Of what they were...
Of how she got away with it all.
He gasped, and shook his head wildly, clearing his head of all thoughts. Isn't hating on someone as a ghost how demons are made? He asked himself, his eyes scanning the nearby school grounds...
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Anna closed her sketchpad, shaking her head. It couldn't have been him, he was dead. She stole a peek towards Mona, if she knew that Anna had drawn her boyfriend, she would most likely hurt Anna. Anna drew her sketchpad to herself, protecting it. She had only drawn him that once, he had been under the old oak on the school grounds reading. His expression was one that Anna could have never explained....so she drew him. She had captured his expression perfectly, as well as the rest of his looks. She had at first blushed every time she looked at the drawing, Walker was a good looking boy after all, but he would never had gone for a girl like Anna. This fact had soon killed the blush, and she soon worried about Mona finding out about her drawing...it would be even worse if the cops found out though. They already thought that she had killed him...the drawing would most likely just place that assumption into truth in their minds.
Anna held her sketchpad tighter to herself. She wouldn't let anyone see that drawing, she would get rid of it when she got home tonight. She glanced at the clock, for the first time in a long time she wished school was over with.
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Mona leaned on the tree and sighed, a smile big and wide that looked peaceful. "I need a smoke." She stated simply before walking back in, and tried to find Anna; making her life miserable would be just as fun as killing her, but then again, torturing her until the girl fainted from pain would be even more fun to Mona. She remembers Walker's death just as if it was a few hours ago. After she slept with him, she woke up and stuffed a pill down his throat that made him paralyzed, what was it now? Oh yes, some foreign drug she got from one of her, 'friends'. Scopolamine. It would paralyzed the body but still allowed the person to breath; almost like a zombie. First, she played baseball with him and then for even more fun, shot him a couple of times with a gun she managed to nab from a drift store. She had to burn the drug and dump the gun in the ocean along with her clothes and everything else she wore that day.
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"Ugh, how much longer until school ends? Not like it matters. But, still. Whatever." Walker shrugged, passing through the walls of the school into a "warm" classroom. he looked around and spotted Mona. Walking up to her, knowing he wouldn't be seen, made as if he was choking her, that evolved to stabbing, then to out right finger gunshots.
"Well. That got old." Walker shrugged again, and walked out of the room before walking back inside to absorb the lesson the the teacher was chalking up on the blackboard. I forgot that we had homework last night. Wonder if everyone did it... he mused about similar things as he somewhat leaned against the wall...
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