The three Cassidy Andersons of West Brooke High couldn't be more different. But one day, after the unexpected death of a beloved classmate, they begin to receive mysterious notifications on their phones, updating them about each and every detail of...
The only thing I could do was call the most experienced person that I know in odd mysteries. Myself.
"So... what are you going to do?"
"I don't know, that's why I called you."
When I was younger I would always "call" myself on my mother's old flip phone. What can I say? I always give the best advice!
"Wait- how did you even get home-?"
"What I don't get is what were they talking about? What accident?"
"I don't know-"
"Oh! Waitwaitwait! I just got a notification!"
"Who texted you?"
"Chad sent me a snap?"
"Of what?"
"Just one of those stupid bro pictures of his shoulder and half of his face."
"Ew."
"I know right. Anyways! We gotta figure out what's going on. It must be something serious if it could cost the school's reputation."
"I dunno..."
"What do you mean I dunno?"
"I mean, it's us. Face it, we're far too lazy to do anything more than a vague internet search and talk to ourselves over a broken flip phone that belonged to our mother in 2003."
"..."
"Whaaat? It's the truth!"
"Yeah, you're right. Every time I do encounter some "big mystery" it always turns out to be no big deal anyways. I'm probably just overthinking things like I always do."
"Goodnight."
"Bye-bye"
I put the old flip phone down and went straight to my desk. I opened up my computer. I went to Devilinspired (my favorite lolita shop) to find some new dresses when...
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"OUT OF SERVICE!?"
I slammed the computer shut and crashed down on my bed.
This is terrible! First I kill a baby squirrel, then I hear my principal and vice principal being weird, then the school gets shut down for an unknown reason (actually that's not a bad thing when you think about it. No school yay!), and now my favorite shop where I get all my clothes from is out of service!
It's been a long, friendless, homework-induced year. But, no matter how many times I've wanted to, I never cried. But the end of the school year is close, and I've reached my breaking point.
This year has been uneventful. For me at least. I do like watching everyone, but I guess after a while it just got boring.
But recently, my life hasn't been boring exactly, it's just been horrible. These past few weeks have been the most miserable of my entire life. But I still haven't cried.
"WAHHHH-"
I cried and cried for hours. A whole school year of built up tears came out of me tonight.
When I finally calmed down enough, I looked at the time. It was 4 in the morning. I hate staying up after midnight.
I softly cried into my pillow until my tears finally lulled me to sleep.
