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We were walking to Audrey, hand-in-hand. Noah sneaks up on audrey "Oh-ho! Nice! Ah, the lady of the hour." Noah said. I smiled. "Today is going to suck exceptionally hard." Audrey said. "What? No. You love taco Tuesday." Noah said. "Come on. Let it out." Audrey demanded. "It's just, Rachel?" Noah asked. "Seriously?" I said. "The socially awkward catholic-school film geek is your lesbian lover, and I have to find out on Youtube?" Noah continued on from what i said. "I call a best-friend foul." I said. I laugh. "I didn't make the video." Audrey admitted. I never really thought she did. Why would she want to record herself kissing a girl in a parking lot? Like, seriously?? "Oh, yeah, lack of production value made that pretty clear." Noah said. "But if we could just move right on back to the whole lesbian thing." I begged. "Okay, not a lesbian. Not discussing it." Audrey said. "Oh my gosh!" Some girl said. I stop walking with audrey and noah, i let go of noahs hand. I stand still. "oh my gosh" what, whore? she kissed a girl, you slept with what? 20 guys?" I talk back. "atleast boys sleep with me" the girl says, and giggles. "you fucking bitch..." i murmur. "Excuse me? What did you say?" She asks, sarcasictly asks. "I said, you fucking bitch!" I respond. I walk towards her in a fast paste. Noah comes up to me and blocks her. "Dont, remeber when you got suspended? You cant get suspened again." He whispered in my ear. I turn around and hold his hand. "Is that your boyfriend?" A girl asks. I put up my middle finger up to the sky to show her. I put my finger down and continue walking to class. I had a class with noah, but i also had a class with some white bitch. Emma, Emma god damn Duval. that fucking bitch is a nightmare. i hated her, she posted that video of audrey. or atleast i think. "Tell me what I can do to help." noah volunteered. Can you take the video down?" audrey asked. "Well, it's already been yanked. Probably flagged for content." I said. "Uh, I tried tracing who sent it, but the e-mail from the link is just a dummy account." he said. I smiled at him. i loved when he talked all nerdy, its one of the things i love about him.  "Thanks for trying." Audrey thanked. "Screw 'em, right? Come on." i said, trying to make it better.

"Cavemen made fires. Those fires cast shadows, and those shadows created fear. Men have been obsessed with scaring each other ever since." Mr. Branson said, my teacher. "His name's Kieran Wilcox. He just moved here from Atlanta." Brooke said. I roll my eyes. "I thought you weren't into high school guys?" Some dude said. Everyone liked brooke. Because of her ass and tits. "No, that was just you." Brooke responded to him. "Brooke. Would you please tell us which genre originated with "The Castle of Otranto"?" Mr. Branson asked. "The Castle Genre?" Brooke guessed. "The Gothic Genre." The new guy, Kieran Wilcox, responded for her.  "Thank you." Mr. Branson thanked. "Guys, look, I get it. Nobody wants to sit around reading 500 dusty pages about monks and curses. But nobody's forcing you to watch "The Walking Dead." Mr. Branson admitted. "Ooh. Is "The Walking Dead" on the midterm?" Jake, stupidly asked.  "Zombies are not literature, Jake." Noah said. "Why not?" Mr. Branson asked. "George Romero, Horace Walpole, it's all the same bones. Or the same rotting flesh." Kieran stated. "Kieran's right. Gothic genre is all over TV right now. You have "American Horror Story," you have "Bates Motel," "Hannibal." Mr. Branson listed. "What about "Texas Chainsaw" or "Halloween"?" The same guy asked. ,Uh, those are slasher movies. So, you can't do a slasher movie as a TV series. Well, think about it. You know, girl and her friends arrive at the dance, the camp, the deserted town, whatever. Killer takes them out one by one. 90 minutes later, the sun comes up as survivor girl's sitting in the back of the ambulance watching her friends' bodies being wheeled past. Slasher movies burn bright and fast." Noah said. I smiled."Nina Patterson's death is a great shock. Once you've seen the grief counselor, you're free to return home.Classes will resume tomorrow." Principal showalter announces over the microphone. "This Wi-Fi sucks. The cops aren't saying much." Her mom found her body. The victim of foul play. I need gory details." jake said. "Um, hello? Miss? Why am I here?" Noah asks a lady that was walking by. She didn't answer. "That's the "mandatory" part of mandatory grief counseling, geek." I reply. I grab a stick of gum from my pocket. "No, but seriously, I feel shock, mild interest, but not grief." Noah said. "Dude..." I whispered to him. "Guys, Nina was murdered in cold blood. Do you not even care?" A girl asks. "It just doesn't seem real." Emma said.  "Here we go. One of Nina's neighbors tweeted that her throat was sliced ear to ear." Jake said. "The press is all over this. They're playing the whole "Maybe Brandon James is Back angle" someone said "Brandon James is dead." Emma said, hardly. "Who's Brandon James?" The new guy asks. "Uh, he killed a bunch of students 20 years ago. He, um... He cut some others up. This is him. Emma's dad got stabbed. He almost died. Brandon had proteus syndrome, like the elephant man. People say he was born a monster, but I think he was bullied and beaten into one. And you know all this... why? I don't know. Some guys like sports. I like serial killers. And Brandon James is my Dallas Cowboys. He was a classic case of the deformed kid who lived in the shed. Mom homeschooled him. Dad was ashamed of him. His older brother, Troy, was the only one who cared about him. Whenever he went out, he wore this post-op surgical mask. They tried to fix his face a few times. Never really worked. What made him start killing people? Rumor is he fell in love. His brother said Brandon was obsessed. Wrote her anonymous love letters. Made her little carvings. Brandon found her at the Halloween dance. He got up the nerve to talk to her. It went okay at first. But then a bunch of drunk jocks jumped him. They thought they were saving her from a monster. After a lifetime of taking it, something in Brandon snapped. He killed five students by the time he was done. The manhunt ended at Wren Lake. The girl agreed to meet him. Nobody ever knew who she was." Noah says. hours go by, I was sitting with Noah outside. I held his hand as i went through my instagram feed. I showed him a couple memes and GIFS. I smiled at him. "you know, i hate you right?" I asked. "you know you love me" noah said. "your so cocky." i admitted. Noah smiled at me. He turns around and sees the same girl from the grief counseling.  He gets up and walks up to her. He was smiling at her. i felt... jealous? i never felt jealousy before. he never ditched me for a girl. he comes back running to me. "Olivia! Guess what?" he asks. "what?" i ask, plainly. "me and riley are gonna go watch the stars at the football field!" he said, exicted. "But... thats what WE do. its our thing." I whispered. "we had our first kiss there" i murmured. "Right.." he said. i got up. "Ill see you later." I said. I walked out. I arrived at my house. I was gonna ask him to watch the stars with me at the park, he loved the park. no one knows him like i did. not even audrey. i got up the stairs and threw my backpack on the floor. I saw audrey on my bed. "shit! audrey.. i told you to come at 3:30, not 3:00." I complained. "Well, it seemed like a emegerency. are you ok? you dont seem like yourself." audrey said. I flopped down on my bed. "god..." i said, mumbling. "what?" audrey asked. I sat up looked at audrey. "noah and riley are gonna go out.. together." i said, i hated the fact that noah liked riley. i love noah. "so? whats wrong with that...?" audrey asked. "i- lets just say... someone likes him." i try saying vaguely. "oh! oh... well, sorry. but, he'll come around." audrey said. I nod. i get up take out my apple laptop from my backpack and place it on a red, fuzzy, pillow. i opened google and searched up  "omegle.com". "you ready?" i ask audrey. "Are you?" She replies. we both laugh.

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hey guys, sorry this is such a horrible chapter.. i hate making these. i have to use this website to get the exact words and its tiringgggg :((( but ill try to continue!!

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xoxo, grace

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