It was late at night. Emma sat on her bed, her plan unfolding exactly as she had intended. Everything was going smoothly. Now, it was time to take the next step.
I’m going to fix this twisted world, no matter what! she thought fiercely.
That’s why the notebook was revealed to me. I’m the one who will make this world right!
You sure are going to do so, Mr. Note replied, always the eager accomplice.
Morning arrived, but it was far from wonderful—at least not for Emma. She got out of bed, opened the window, and took a deep breath, inhaling the so-called "fresh air."
“Yes, sure,” she muttered to herself sarcastically, “as if anything in this miserable world could actually be good.”
Her mind raced as she walked through the streets, eyes sharp, thoughts sharper.
What’s the agenda today? she asked, pulling out the torn piece of Mr. Note from her pocket.
What’s your next move, Emma? Mr. Note responded, playful yet menacing.
"I need more control. And I need it fast." Her voice was low, but full of resolve. "Who’s the best target today?"
Why limit yourself? Start with a few more of your pathetic classmates. Then move on to the teachers.
Emma smiled to herself, a cold and calculating smile. “You’re one hell of a notebook,” she whispered.
Back in class, she took her usual seat, her eyes scanning the room. Who would be her next victim?
“Hey, Emma! What’s up?” Robert Smith appeared with a wide, annoyingly cheerful grin plastered on his face. It was fake. Obviously fake.
“The sky.” She rolled her eyes, irritated by his sudden friendliness. What’s his angle? she wondered. Since when does he care?
“Come on, you should be in a good mood today! Don’t forget, we’ve got the project after school,” he reminded her, as if she needed it.
“Oh, right,” she chuckled dryly, waving him off. “Yeah, see you in the library.” Ugh, leave already, she thought. His presence was a distraction. She had bigger plans for today.
After school is perfect, she mused darkly, I’ll show them who’s in charge. But first, there was something else to deal with.
Her eyes landed on Mrs. Scott, the unsuspecting teacher. The popular jerks could wait. Right now, it was the teacher’s turn.
After class, Emma made her move. She approached Mrs. Scott, her steps deliberate.
“Mrs. Scott,” Emma called out with unsettling calm.
The teacher turned, still packing up her things. “Yes, Emma?”
“The game’s over,” Emma said flatly, her eyes locking onto the teacher’s face. “I know about your little affair.”
Mrs. Scott froze for a split second, but quickly recovered with a nervous smile. “I’m not sure what you’re talking about, dear,” she replied, her voice dripping with forced sweetness.
Emma didn’t flinch. “I know everything. You’re sleeping with Mr. Foster—the math teacher.” Emma’s words were like a knife. “Oh, and let’s not forget your husband. He has no idea you’ve been lying to him. So, you’re manipulating two men at once. Impressive.”
Mrs. Scott’s face turned pale. "Are you feeling alright, darling?" she asked, her voice trembling slightly, betraying the fear lurking behind her eyes.
Emma mimicked her in a cruel, mocking tone. “‘Darling’? Don’t patronize me. If you don’t want your husband, Mr. Foster, and the entire school—including the principal—to know about your dirty little secret, you’ll listen to me. Got it?”
Mrs. Scott was silent, frozen in place.
“I have evidence,” Emma continued, taking a step closer, her voice dangerously low. “And trust me, I’m not asking for more information. I already know everything I need to know. All you have to do is stay quiet and let me do my work. And as a start, you’re giving me full marks on this stupid project.”
The teacher didn’t move, her eyes wide with fear.
“Let’s make this crystal clear,” Emma added, her voice calm but lethal. “You listen to me, and your secret stays safe. Cross me, and I’ll show you exactly how far I’m willing to go.”
With that, Emma turned. "See you around," she said casually, leaving Mrs. Scott standing paralyzed in fear.
Emma made her way to the library, a smug grin spreading across her face.
Mr. Note, you are a genius, she thought gleefully.
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A Notebook From Hell
Mystery / ThrillerEmma's life was always boring and miserable. She at one point put up with it because she had one person who didn't hate her, moreover somone who loved her, her dear father. But everything changes after he dies in a car accident. Emma now remains a...
