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"So, we can conclude that film mysteries don't differ from literary ones at all," Cola was listening intently as Dawson gave his report on mystery movies in English class. It seemed good, she was just bored since it was a black and white movie. "This genre's still constructed in 3 sections, set-up, the testimonies, and the classic denouement, where all the characters are gathered in one room while the likes of Charlie Chan or Miss Marple give their final monologue revealing the killer's identity," Cola looks around the room, observing the people around her. She sees Andie look at Pacey, but him just looking her up and down before turning away. She raised a brow. She knew that they had planned to have sex, but he didn't update her on if everything was okay with the two of them. She looked at Jen, who was staring at Dawson as if she was starving. She sees Abby staring at Mark, but instead of looking away, he was also looking at her. "The key to solving any great crime is a practical understanding of human behaviour. For it is there that the motives are discovered and the greatest truths are revealed. Remember, you never know when a mystery will find you." A gunshot was heard from the TV, making Cola jump. Mr.Peterson flicks on the lights, as everyone claps.

"Thank you, Dawson. Your flair for the dramatic is always, in small degree, appreciated. I think we have time for one more. Abby, what incredible insight do you bring to the mystery genre?" He asks, going up to her. Cola smirked, looking at the girl, who looked caught off guard.

"Actually, Mr.Peterson, I don't have my project. You see, a most tragic thing happened when I was working on it. Our family pet, a very temperamental schnauzer named Giggles, got underneath the bathroom sink and chewed up a whole box of chocolate flavoured laxatives that my Dad sometimes needs. Giggles ate the whole box, and he bled to death internally. Apparently, chocolate laxatives are toxic for dogs." She said, making Cola let out a snort. Pacey turned around, smirking at her, trying not to laugh as well.

"It's a shame, Miss Morgan, that you can't find a more productive outlet for your creative lying." Mr.Peterson said, deadpanning with his arms crossed over my chest.

"I'm not lying." She said, shaking her head and letting out a gasp.

"Please, let's stick to the fundamentals. The alphabet, the letter 'F.' If you don't turn in your project, I'll see to it that you fail this course," The bell then rang, as Cola let out a loud string of laughs. "Tomorrow, we are having a book fair in the school cafeteria. I remind you, as literary scholars, your attendance in mandatory." Cola rolls her eyes, walking out with Pacey.

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Cola and Logan were standing outside of the school, waiting for a ride from Keira and Sadie, who were taking extra time to drive. They hear someone greet them and they turn around to see Mark standing there, a smile on his face. Logan gives him a look, before looking up at Cola, raising a brow at her smiling at him. She greets him as well as he looks up, seeing how bad it was raining.

"I'm surprised you two aren't home. I had to help set up for the book fair, but didn't school end like 30 minutes ago?" He asks, making Cola sigh.

"Keira and Sadie had offered to give us a ride, they're just taking a really long time. Probably trying to fix their hair from the rain," He laughs, knowing how they were. "Anyway, how's the book coming along?" She asks, as he sighs, pursing his lips.

"We're just trying to find an editor. Someone that's been through what the book is about. Someone that has an innocence about them, but also someone that has been through so much, that they can relate to it." Cola raises a brow, letting out an amused laugh.

"Sounds like you're looking for your very own Thelma Schoonmaker." She said, but he doesn't laugh. He looks at her with a thoughtful look.

"What I need is someone like you." Logan resisted the urge to gasp as he walked away, leaving the two alone. Cola looks after him, wishing he didn't walk away, not wanting to ask what she really wanted to ask.