The Mysterious Case of Happy Tree High

The First Death

Sniffles

I ran out of the toilets as fast as I could. I hate it when I'm wrong. And now all the girls think I'm a creep.

Ugh, whatever. Who cares about them anyway? Not me, That's for sure.

The bell rang for lunch. Finally. Everyone came rushing out of their classrooms and gathered in groups. Except me, of course. My only friend was Nutty, and he was an idiot. The only reason we were friends because our mothers were friends and they forced us to be friends.

I turned around and saw Nutty running towards me with a three bags of giant gummy bears. Of course. He was obsessed with candy and all kinds of sugar. Let's hope he never touches coffee.

When he reached me, he didn't even say hi. He just buried his head in candy.
What an nitwit.

I decided to ignore him and turn around and keep walking. I would soon realise that would be the decision that save day life.

After a couple of seconds, I heard a giant bang, which was followed by silence. I looked to see what happened.

There was blood, organs and gummy bears spread everywhere. The lockers had fallen right onto Nutty, crushing him. If I hadn't had ignored him, I would end just like him.

After a moment of complete silence, there were a bunch of screams and cries. I just stood there in shock. I didn't know what to feel. Was I supposed to feel bad for Nutty? But at the same time I also hated him. First Mr. Media went missing, now Nutty's dead.

Lumpy

I stared at the body. What remained of it, anyway. I snatched my phone from my pocket, calling 111.

I waited for a bit, but no response. Toothy looked at my phone, then snatched it. Rude.

"Idiot, it's 911." His voice said urgently. He dialed as quick as he could.

"Don't blame me, I don't know what to do."

"HOW ARE YOU SO CALM!?" Cuddles shook me. I shrugged.

We were sent home early that day. We didn't have school for a week.

When we returned, the school seemed to be a lot more quieter. More alert. No one would go near the lockers.

We also had an assembly the day we returned. It was mostly the teachers mourning the loss of Nutty Narson. I never knew Nutty that much, so I guess I never really cared.

Then they introduced the new headteacher: Mr. Ankrum. He seemed like a nice man, honestly, but the school didn't want to trust anyone.