Let Me Tell You..

The Day

I am in the process of editing all my chapters, the next chapter has been editied so therefor it is of better quality grammar. 

Angel x

To start my story i will go to the day that i was murdered. I stood before my beloved walk in closet, trying to decide what to wear today. I would have to be quick about it because in a minute Emily would be here. 

Emily had been my best friend for 5 years now. I can still remember the day that she introduced herself. I was sitting in Geography. I didn't really have any friends in that class so i wasn't used to anyone talking to me unless they wanted an answer.On that day the principle had asked all the teachers to do bag checks, his reason was that there had been increased numbers of pupils smoking around the school.All of a sudden the girl next to me , whom i had never had a proper conversation with in my whole life asked me something.

" Here, can you hold this for a minute" She asked. She opened the palm of her hand revelling a packet of something. I wasn't a smoker, but i knew what a packet of cigarettes looked like.Her eyes waited for an answer.

" What is it?" I asked curiously. I knew what is was, obviously.

"Thats not important" She exasperated. I could tell by the look on her face that she was getting annoyed. What did she want from me? I had never smoked in my entire life. I was the typical goodie two shoes, straight A student.

" Right class we are nearing the end of the lesson, can everyone please hand me their school bags so i can check them". Mrs Jakob ordered.

The girls eyes flashed to mine. She had the look of a deer caught in headlights.

" Just hold this for one minute then hand it back to me once my bags been checked!" She near shouted.She shoved the packed towards me. I stared at the packet in shock, it was now in my hands.

" No I'm not taking this for you!" i said, a bit louder than i should of had.

" Miss Summers, what is that in your hands?!" Mrs Jakob demanded.

My face flushed red as i tried to think of an explanation.

" Mrs Jakob, Diane was trying to give Allie the ciggaretes so they wouldn't get found in her bag. I heard her asking Allie repeatedly but she didn't want to do it and in the end Diane got so desperate that she shoved it at Allie." A voice came from behind me. I vaguely recognised the girl sitting in the back. Emily, i thought her name was.

" Is this true Allie?" Mrs Jakob asked. Everyone in the class turned to look at me, my face got even redder. I was'nt used to all this attention.

"Ye- Yes" I stuttered. I threw Emily a grateful look, she smiled back.

And that is the story of how me and Emily became best friends.

Anyway back to me picking something to wear.

I quickly picked a pair of worn out jeans and a Superdry t-shirt and threw them on.I then added a little make-up then i was done. When i was alive i guess i looked a bit pretty, or maybe more than a bit. i had wavy brown hair that reached halfway down my back and green eyes. My dad always used to say that i looked exactly like my Mom. I grabbed my bag and my phone just in time, i heard a horn beep outside my window.

" Allie, Emily's here!" Dad shouted from downstairs.

" Coming" I bellowed. Another thing about me was that i could have a loud voice when i wanted too.I was also surprised that nobody heard me that night i got pushed, i screamed loud enough...

We arrived at school and was greeted by my 8 best friends.Little did i know when i arrived at the person who was going to murder me was standing inches away from me.