A note that led to Murder

Chapter 5

When I walked into the school the next morning I was greeted by two idiots. I swear they share the same brain sometimes.

Kevin purposely ran into me. "We are hanging out at my house. You have no say in this. You don't have any excuses because we already know you're free. After all, you're extremely introverted. So don't even try with that bullshit on us Heaths," he clapped his hands in excitement.

"Heaths? Guessing that's like what, my new nickname? But anyway, what will we be doing?" I was already excited for this evening.

"Probably just some video games. Spill some tea. You know the usual fun stuff. It'll be great, especially since it's a Friday. So we can basically have a sleepover," Kevin said punching my arm.

"We will also have some Pops," Fangs mentioned.

"You know what? That sounds pretty great. Honestly, though I was thinking about doing boxing. I do want to talk to your dad about that Kevin. He does training right?" I asked.

"Yea he does. He would love to train you. He loves boxing and he's always looking for people to help. There is a fee though. Between the gym and him. He will answer most of your questions and he will give you all the information that you will need. Have you done boxing before?" guessed Kevin.

"Yea I have. Not very long but I'm pretty good at it. I learned pretty quickly and I trained for hours a day. Anyway, I am excited for tonight then. Am I going to your place after school? If so I am going to need you to send me an address so I can drive over there if ya don't mind," I asked.

"Yep, I'll send it to you at the end of the first period," he smiled and walked away with Fangs.

I went to my locker to get my stuff for my first period. When I opened my locker a piece of lined paper fell out of it. I picked it up. It was folded into 4 squares. On the outer blank side of the piece of paper was my name in cursive. This was odd. Then I heard the final bell ring. Shit. I shoved the note into my hoodie pocket. I had ripped jeans on so the mobility was not that great.

That's basically all I owned, muscle tees, hoodies, regular t-shirts, leather jackets, sweat pants and ripped jeans. I had a few formal things which consisted of button-ups and dress pants.

I ran to my class being late and my teacher really not appreciating me being late.

During lunch, I opened the note that was surprisingly still in my hoodie pocket. I opened it up and read it. 

"Hey, Heather. I know we don't talk, but you are so beautiful I couldn't help myself. So I decided to do something about it. Let's play a little game. If you are interested then text me. If you are not interested that is perfectly fine too. When you text me I will give you hints. I will also just show my personality too to see if you start to like me at all. Try and figure who I am before Prom. That's if you want to go with me. I am gay and trust me Ik you are too. We, gays, have those 6th senses.

Sincerely your secret admirer"

She scribbled down her number in parentheses under her sincerely.

As Kevin promised he texted me his address after the first period. After the whole school day was over I went over to Kevin's place. The whole stupid day I was debating on texting this mysterious girl.

I'm already starting to like her. I love myself a good mystery and she seems intriguing. I decided not to text yet mostly because I was nervous and decided not to seem too desperate.

I knocked on Kevin's door.

"You're finally here," Kevin said while opening the door. I glared at him while I walked in.