Life Of The Poet; Katherina

Cold blood

Katherina's feelings had overwhelmed her. She was not even concentrating on anything happening around her. She was walking absent mindedly to her locker when she bumped into someone. "Oh! I'm so sorry. I didn't see you coming" Katherina apologised immediately. "What a freak! Who are you? I doubt you even have friends !!!!" Natasha screamed back. Natasha was the school's "most popular" girl. Well Katherina cared less. Why was she making such a fuss about it? Nothing spilled on her. It was a just a mere shove for Christ's sake! Katherina's next move was to leave the scenario. The whole school had eyes on her. This was enough drama for one day. Before she could take another step, she heard a familiar voice behind " How can she have friends when she nearly killed her own sister?" It was Tanya! Everyone was confused. What was she saying? Katherina  didn't see this coming! Beep beep beep ;  Everyone's phone chimed as they received the video Tanya sent; a video of the fight they had at the cafe! Who on earth recorded this??! From then on, Katherina's nickname became "cold blood". She transitioned from someone nobody knew about to the school's most popular "serial killer". She tried hard to hold in her tears; she was going to cry but definitely not in front of all of them! She mustered up courage and she said " You all should better watch your backs because I'm coming for you all. If i could do that to my own sister, imagine what i can do to you!!!" To be honest, Katherina's head was bursting with creative ideas on how to kill them! They all quietly backed off while muttering under their breaths. We took what she wanted from her locker and left. School wasn't even over yet and all this drama!!

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She was sitting in the chemistry lab crying her eyes out. Do family members snitch on each other like that? She picked up the "poet's" book and started reading. Its funny how these poems make her feel worse! She was still crying when someone walked in. She immediately closed the book and tried to wipe her tears with the back of her palm. "Hi, I'm Jessie. I saw what happened in the hallway earlier the person said. " If you are here to ask me, yes I'm a serial killer" Katherina retorted. "No..........I'm just.............." Jessie attempted to speak. Katherina did not even give her the chance to speak! She hurriedly walked out and forgot the poet's book in the chemistry lab. She got to her English Literature class and as expected, all eyes were on her. Everyone avoided her like she was a plague! She enjoyed it actually. She didn't like humans after all! Mrs Henderson was teaching when Jessie walked in. She was a new student and really had a hard time adjusting. She recognised Katherina and went to sit beside her. She introduced herself again. This was the first person that is being nice to Katherina. Heaven wonders why she is being so rude!  After the class,people started asking  Katherina really weird questions. How many people have you killed? Who is your next target? Who was your first victim? What is your favourite weapon? These people were ridiculous!! Jessie stood up for Katherina. " LEAVE HER ALONE" . Katherina as well as every other person was shocked. Why will she defend her? Katherina took her bags and left hurriedly. "Not even a thank you??!" Jessie thought.

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When Katherina got home, she met Tanya in the living room. "Congratulations on your revenge!" Katherina remarked and sat beside her. "It was a really good one. But I hope you are ready for what is coming?" Tanya freaked out! A lot of things were running through Tanya's mind. She was scared of Katherina. Without saying a word, Katherina went upstairs leaving Tanya to her despair. Tanya was beginning to think that Katherina was really a serial killer! How funny! To be honest, Katherina had nothing in mind to do to Tanya, in fact she really didn't want to do anything. But the idea of Tanya being scared of her gave her the thrills. She got into her room, settled down and began to write

I am called cold blood
I am called a serial killer
To Tanya , I applaud
For making my life bitter

This was just about the shortest thing she had written in her entire life! She reached out to her bag to get the poet's book. But it was gone!