It was just a normal day in school. The sun was bright but as I walked with my friends. A brisk chill hit me. As I sat down in my seat, I saw a shadow outside the window. It looked like a black cat.
"Ivy? Ivy? IVY!" yelled the teacher as I continued to ignore her.
Her name was Mrs. Rash. She was a really mean teacher that always blamed me and my friends for everything, while the girly girls backstabbed, bullied and blamed. Also known as the BBBG's. No one ever expected them to do anything because they acted so nice. But one day, I will catch them and make it known what they did to someone forever. The teacher was still yelling at me.
"What?" I said finally, breaking out of my moment of loneliness. I was pretty used to being alone by now because my mom was always somewhere with my sister.
"Mind telling us what you were doing in lala land Mrs. Steiner?" Asked Mrs. Rash. A few minutes later, the bell rang. As I walked to my second class of the day spacing out again, I heard a voice.
"Ivy, are you okay?" Asked Amelia with a stern voice. Amelia is one of my best friends just like Ria, Rayah, Brianna, Aastah, and Tayah. They were all standing next to me with perplexed faces on their faces.
"Hmm?" I said in a confused voice.
"You've been spacing out a lot. Is anything going on?" Brianna asked with a concerned look.
"Yea, I'm fine. I'm just tired." I kind of did a quiet laugh to let them know I was okay.
*Ding, ding, ding, ding.* My phone kept ringing.
"Hold on," I said, picking up the phone. "Hello?" I spoke quietly into the phone.
"Hello? Is this Ivy?" Asked someone random from the phone.
"Yes, why?" I asked in a polite manner.
"Are you ok? I heard that people have been dying, so be careful in the alleyway on your way home." Then I realised who was on the phone with me. It was Mrs. Jones!
"Okay, thanks for the information Mrs. Jones. Bye." I hung up.
"Guys, we shouldn't go through the alleyway today. Mrs. Jones said there are murders there." Just then Brianna was pulling the others behind her, running out of school, and to the alley way. I ran behind them, soon catching up. I ran over to them and tripped. I didn't care, although my bottom lip was bleeding, and blood was smeared on my face. I calmed down but then, I heard a scream.
