The Cooking Club

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It had been five days ever since the murder and I here was standing in front of the school gate waiting for it to open. To be honest, it would be stupid to come back here but I had no choice. Aunt got herself a new boyfriend and from the way he was staring at me last night, I knew he was going to be a problem. I was hungry but the food I got at the convenience store was my lunch.

Finally, students began to arrive and the gates were opened. Hours passed by and it was time for lunch but as I walk up the stairs to join my friends, I bumped into someone.

"Watch where you are going!" she screeched.

I took a step back. "I am sorry."

She huffed and swung an object to my face. "You'd better or this will be on your head!"

As she walked away, I notice the object the girl had red hair, and brown eyes wielding a baseball bat.

'Is she a delinquent?' I thought.

"Hey, you are late," Brianna called out.

"I am sorry I bumped into someone threatening to hit me with a baseball bat," I say sitting next to Caroline.

"Who was that?" asked Ralph.

"I do not know her name," I replied munching on the bread. "But she has red hair..."

Then Caroline interrupted me. "With brown eyes?"

I nod.

"Her name is Alice. She is an upperclassman." She sipped on her juice.

"Oh," then there was silence. With the topic of video games out of the question, Aubrey began to fill us in on the events on the Cooking Club being bored out of our wits I decide to ask an honest question.

"Does anyone know who the Principal is? I have never seen him before and only met with his secretary."

There was another round of silence before Andrew said, "Oh him?"

"Nope, we haven't seen him," Ralph added.

"Me neither," Brianna replied.

I raise an eyebrow. 'Something is off here.' Suspicion was eating me raw as I take their words with a grain of salt.

Aubrey rolled her eyes at me. "What's the matter? You think the Principal is behind the murder?"

She and the rest followed but I was too stunned to join them because the joke was too good to be true. What if he was behind the current murder and tried to use me as a coverup?

I felt a nudge on my arm then Caroline whispered in my ear, "The offer is still open you know."

The whole day passed by and as I listened to my Aunt and her boyfriend have the 'pillow talk' in the next room I thought about what happened today.

"It is tempting," to the darkness. "Tempting.

Then my phone brightened up with a message from him.

'How was school today?'

'Did you have an amazing time?'

'I am sorry I haven't been communicating with you.'

'I can tell you are scared of what happened in that school.'

'Do not worry I am here.'

'Maybe I will come and visit you to cheer you up.'

'Do you want me to visit?'

'We could go on a date!'

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