In Art class I couldn't stop thinking about this guy. I heard snappy comments about me and the fight earlier. As the bell rang everyone was in their seats. Then that's when I noticed that Mandie wasn't in her seat and I'm kinda glad because she sits in front of me and occasionally she will turn around and say somethings cocky. I was working on a project with my partner Jace, he wasn't a bully nor my friend we just knew each other well. "Uhh...y/n?" Jace wispers.
"Yeah?"
"Your noes is bleeding."
I put my hand up to my face to see and sure enough it was. I apologize to him and he gave me a tissue. I asked my teacher Mrs.Connie if I could use the restroom. She nodded and asked if I was alright. I nodded not making eye contact and left. I walked to the same bathroom I was in earlier and cleaned myself up. The I noticed a small trail of blood droplets from the sink next to me all the way to the last stall. I walked to the stall with shaky hand I took a deep breath and opened the door. I gasped at the bloody sight. It was Mandie with her throat slashed and she had bruises everywhere on her. I fell to the ground. And on the ceiling I saw the massage in blood
Mine
