Last Night's Tragedy

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Third person POV

The next day

6:29 am

Gina was walking around her room getting ready for school, with the radio playing behind her.

She had station '92 news' on. She was picking out her clothes while dancing along to one of the short songs, between interviews.

Putting on a off-white sweater and a plaid mini skirt, she walked over to her vanity.

Picking up her brush, she began to untangle it. Throwing it back into a messy bun, with a white scrunchy, to complete the her the style.

Moving onto makeup, she put on light foundation and concealer. Adding a bit of blush and highlighter.

Picking up a eyeshadow palette and brush, she began to do a natural eye.

Finishing off with her rose pick lip stick from Mac' cosmetics.

Going to her closet, she grabs some thigh high socks, with two green strips along the top.

About to walk out the door she hears something on the radio making her stop in her step.

'Shadyside, small town America. But among locals, a history of horror has earned itself another nickname,'killer capital USA.-' A reporter said though the radio.

Gina walks over to the night stand where the radio was put. Turning up the volume, she sat on the bed to listen more closely.

'-And last night, tragedy struck again. I'm here with sheriff Nick Goode. Sheriff, what could you tell us?'

Hearing the name 'Nick Goode' brought back many unpleasant memories; but also some of the best.

Although she new Nick was the sheriff, she never thought she would have to deal with him. Not after 1778 where he betrayed her.

'Uh, there were seven victims. Uh, ages 16 to 42. Uh, the perpetrators also deceased.' Goode finished.

Hearing enough, Gina turns off the radio, grabbing her shoes and leaving the house in her 79'.

At school

6:51 am

Arriving at school, she gets out of her car walking in the building.

Reaching her locker she pulls out the her history text book, closing the door of the metal block.

Deena walks up to her as she turns around putting her back against the locker wall.
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"Hey Dee!" Gina said with a small smile. Deena returned this action and said. "Hey Gia."

Gina was about to say something but was cut off your the sound of a knife scraping against a locker, just a few feet away from where they stood.

The pair looked over to see a student engraving 'Rip' onto an open spot on the picture filled locker.

It was Heather's. There were picture and notes saying how much they'll miss her.

To be honest, Gina didn't think most of them even new her name until last night.

The two were pulled out of the thoughts when Kate, there friend, comes up behind them saying. "You see? It's the witch. Sarah Fier's back." She finish's like she was telling a ghost story.

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