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It was mainly just me and Mom. Father was never home since he kept his old job and had to travel 2 hours just to support the family.

I got up and went to my room. It was decorated with a dart board, a mattress, and a small desk, all of my clothes were hanging in the closet, and the rest in boxes. We didn't unpack anymore. We would just have to pack up and move again. I plopped down on the mattress and picked up a dart from a cup on the floor and threw it at the board. I never cared about where on the board it landed. I sat up and pulled out my notebook, ripped out a page, and started to scribble down everything I knew about Hino Kichirou.

I barely knew anything about this kid. I would either have to go through the school's information or become friends with her. Clearly I couldn't be friends with her.

I sighed and twirled a strand of hair around my finger trying to think. I pulled out my homework and tried to work on it but I couldn't focus. I needed as much information as I could get, I needed to know her fears. I sighed again and stood up. I brushed off my skirt and tightened my ponytail.

Two months later and I still haven't killed any of my targets, but I know who I want to kill and in what order. There are 9 targets. I know how I want to kill them. It's all planned.

Sitting in class, working and doodling on my work, the door opens. It's the middle of class, everyone was present, so who was it? I looked up. It was a small girl.

Miss Sakai stood up and whispered something to the girl, then she turned to the class. "Everyone," She said, putting her hand on the girl's back. "This is Tone Momo, she will be joining our class."

Why does that name sound so familiar? The girl, who was now chewing on her nails, was staring at me. I couldn't tell if she was spacing out or just looking at me. She looked familiar and I know that I knew her from somewhere but where."

When I looked her in the eyes she jumped and put her hand down uncovering a scar under her lip. And that's when I realized who she was. She used to be my best friend. I gave her that scar. We got into fights a lot outside of school, we continued being friends up until I moved to my third school where we lived too far away from each other to keep in touch. But now she's back.

But why was she scared? Why does she not say anything? Why did she move schools? By now she had already sat down on the other side of the classroom. I didn't need her but she might be willing to help me. During lunch I went up to her.

"Momo! It's so amazing to see you again. How are you?" I said sitting next to her where she was already sitting.

"Go away Akane" Momo muttered as she stared down at her desk. "I don't want to be your friend, not after everything you've done, you're insane."

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