Fortunately, they found where Twitchy Richie was, in the yearbook room. "He looks like he's drying from syphilis" Edwin commented on his appearance after he looked in the doors window "there's a cure for that now mate," Charles told Edwin, who had a disgusted facial expression "I guess Ginny was right, he stinks. Well, from his appearance it looks like he does" Frances moved away from the window after looking at Richie, who looked disgusting. "let me see if I can read his mind from here." Crystal put her back against the teal lockers, her eyes turned white but she quickly stopped reading his mind "its porn. It's all just porn" Crystal blinked her eyes multiple times "What is porn?" Edwin asked Crystal, full of curiosity. "You don't want to know, Edwin." Frances warned Edwin about the topic and what the word meant "Alright then.. on with the interview." Edwin and Charles dug in their coats "uh, no firing squad this time. We'll think its just us two ladies." Crystal smiled at Frances "alright, fine."
Frances put her hand around the door knob and opened it up "who are you?" Richie questioned the two teens who walked inside "We're investigators" Crystal answered his question "you look a little young to be investigators" He said while it flipped his lighter in the air "Well, we're twenty but look young." Crystal sent a wink to Frances as they walked closer to Richie "okay and, what do you want from me?"
"We need to ask you some things about Brad and Hunter" Richie let out a sigh "Tell me why you're asking about those maggot-infested jocks?" He kept turning on his lighter, then quickly shutting the fire out "Because they died. We both need to know what happened to them both." Richie rolled his brown eyes at the brunette, clearly not wanting to answer any questions regarding the two jocks.
"Their phones were never found, for one thing. Guess i'm the only one who thinks that's weird. They were dicks who treated people like shit. Especially girls" Frances eyebrows scrunched together, according to Ginny, Hunter treated her like a queen, so it didn't make sense why Richie would say they treated girls like shit, it only made the situation weirder.
"But I also heard they died in a secret gay suicide pact" Richie added on "What?" Edwin stopped writing down in his notepad afterwards, surprised at such a scenario "Nah, they're just best mates"Charles looked at Edwin, not believing that they were both gay with each other.
"I met Brads girlfriend, Maren. Seems like they were super in love." Crystal looked directly in the twitchy boy's eyes "Doesn't mean he and hunter weren't getting each other's hand jobs, right?" Richie smiled widely, thinking it was funny. "Ginny said Hunter was amazing. She claimed they hung out every night" Richie let out a scoff from Frances words "Ginny is defending Hunter? Hunter was a dick to her, shes lying about her and his 'perfect relationship'" Frances glanced at Charles, who stood behind Richie, then back at the boy "How was he a dick?" She tilted her head to the side, waiting for Richie to answer her "He always made fun of her type of music and clothing. He also pushed her around, like she was his toy."
It was strange, Ginny got emotional while talking about Hunter's death, but if Hunter treated her the way Richie said, why was Ginny sad about it? It made no sense to Frances or anyone else in the room.
"Look, we want to know who you think killed them. We know it wasn't you." Crystal spoke up "how do you know that?" Richie started to twitch "Deep down, guys that make gay jokes are always the biggest pussies." Crystal said with a smile, Richie got mad though, causing him to step up in Crystal's face "oi back off" Frances pushed him away from her friend "think you're better than me?" Richie stepped up, now inches away from Frances with his lighter right in her face.
Edwin put his fingers on the fire, blowing out the small flame "what the.." Everytime Richie lit the lighter up, the flame went out thanks to Edwin's help. Charles grabbed Richie's shoulder and threw him against the black table with all the yearbook photos on, making the pictures fly everywhere "what the fuck is this?!" He shouted once both of the ghost boys threw the colorful papers on the ground, of course he couldn't see ghost so that's why he was so freaked out about it.
Charles put his hand around Richie's ankle and dragged him closer to Frances and Crystal "I think we are better than you..." Frances said with a smirk once Charles put his hands on Richie's mouth, blocking out his screams "We'll let you talk again if you tell us exactly what we want to know..."Crystal leaned forward "or else.."
On the table, Edwin made the scissors move,making it look like it was walking by itself "now, you said Brad and Hunter were terrible to girls. Did you mean Maren?" Charles took his hand off of Richie's mouth, giving him the chance to speak up "no, no no not Maren. Shelby Khan, Brad's ex. No one knows what went down between them, but Shelby left school after. He messed her up" He said with a frighten tone in his voice "Liar. he's just trying to bring good lads down." Charles said, standing on the side of Frances, she quickly shushed the British boy, wanting to hear what Richie had to say.
"Shelby started stalking Brad. She got aggressive, making threats and shit. Then, Brad and Hunter suddenly die. Shelby kills herself a month later. That can't be a coincidence. You want more? Learn how to talk to the dead!" Frances chuckled loudly "what's so funny? huh!?" He shouted at the girl "nothing... nothing..."
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