Katie

Roswell

"Principal Fowler? I just wanted to... OH MY GOD." I shriek

Laying across the table is principal Fowler, with a knife stuck into his head.

"Mrs. Prinsloo!!!" I cry

"Yes, Katie... OH... GOODNESS!" Mrs. Prinsloo shrieks

"How could this happen? It's the middle of the school day!" I question

"I have no idea... I just let in some lady who claimed to be Sarah Holiday's mother and..."

I feel fury well up within me. "There is no student here named Sarah Holiday. Even I know that! You literally singlehandedly killed Principal Fowler!"

"Look, don't tell anyone about this!" She pleads

"So you did do it!"

"No, I just think the police will charge me, because let's face it, this looks kinda terrible on my part."

"So you're going to cover up a murder, that makes you look so much worse. Plus what are you even going to do with the body, I means it's just... sitting there."

"Don't worry your pretty little head one bit about it, darling. I can take care of everything." She says somewhat menacingly

"I swear to god, I will not allow this to happen my senior year, if any other funny business happens, I'm going straight to the cops. I know this is associated with the Katie Inglekin incident. I will find out what's happening here and I will solve it. And you are my number one suspect right now, Mrs. Prinsloo." I hiss, and strutted out of the room. As I entered the hallway, Katie #6 and Katie #7 flanked me.

"What happened?" They ask in total synchronicity

I pause for a moment, I should rat out Mrs. Prinsloo.

"He was out."

"That's so strange." They say, "I though he lived in his office."

"What classes are you guys off too?" I ask them

"We have English 12 with Cooper, you?"

"I'm free, I'm going to the cafeteria, grab a snack. Maybe I'll talk to Shaun Walters or something."

Katie #5 rounds a corner and falls in synch with us.

"Shaun Walters is super gay, why even bother." She says harshly

"Well, he's nice, maybe if I made a gay Katie #9, we would  look even better then we do now, it'd be great for our rep."

"Fine." She groans, "but what would he wear?"

"Hello, my dad buys my brother all the newest menswear, we could throw him leftovers, and he'd look just as good as us."

"Katie isn't a boys name." She mutters so she think I can't hear.

Katie #5 can be difficult at times, but I need a little bit of spunky in the clique the keep things from settling down to much.

#6 and #7 turn down an adjacent hallway.

"So what really happened in there, you're almost stepping out of sync, so I know something is off." Says #5

"Nothing you need to worry about." I assure. #5 can be a bit of a pry, and being a potential accessory to murder doesn't make you look good, and at this point if I rat out Prinsloo, she might come for me next, Although I don't know how or why she expects to cover up a murder. Still, I need to keep the prying to a minimum, so #5 needs to be shut down.

"Ok... you don't need be like... suspicious of me. But have you heard what people are saying, they're finding new evidence in the Katie Inglekin case, it's coming off cold. And apparently, so is the killer. A woman came forward about knowing Katie Inglekin, and being one of her friends, the next day, BAM! She was murdered!"

She knows something, why else would she randomly bring up murder. Also, that raises even worse questions, because I am now attached to a murder likely by the same killer who murdered Katie Inglekin. Killers rarely become active again after that long. There has to be a reason behind all of this, something triggering it.

Me and #5 get to the lunchroom, the massive windows show off a sky that could only be described as bland and grey. Awful weather.  Me and #5 sit next to Shaun, who has 3 unknown girls next to him.

"Hey Shaun, who are these girls?"

"Katie Beth, KJ and Kat." He said, "they're cool."

One has dyed blonde hair in a beanie and wore a white t-shirt and jeans. Atrocious outfit, but has a pretty face if she would just take out that nose piecing. One, with dirty blonde hair, barely even seems alive. She has the prettiest gold necklace ever, that compliments her otherwise completely black wardrobe well. The other wears a short dress in bright neon green and obnoxiously bright lipstick, she looks like a clown. I could fix her up though, if I wanted too.

"Let's cut to the chase." Said the sleepy eyes one, "we want a deal."

"What type of deal?" Inquires #5

"We know Andie Harris is trying to totally and utterly one up you." Says the beanie girl, "she's a power grabbing psycho slut, and already has two backup singer minions, and she calls and them Andie #2 and Andie #3. She's only a freshman, but she will threaten your empire. Plus she can sing, everyone loves a girl who can sing."

"We have skills we can offer, that will greatly improve your standing. In exchange, you simply make us blend into the rest of your group." Says the sleepy eyes girl

Katie #5 leans forward "Ok, even if she was loo-"

"Go on." I say, earning a glare from Katie #5 she thinks I don't see.

"I'm a great eavsdropper. I have all the dirt there is to have on anyone." Says the beanie girl, "for example, Miranda is having a bathroom abortion on the second floor right now. There's a supposed 64% chance of survival, but knowing the girl doing it, she's not gonna make it. The body will be found at precisely 10:32 pm when Jason Brahm, Kelley Micheals and Lola Thompson have their weekly threesome in that bathroom. This time the girls are actually getting revenge for making them do lesbian stuff by making him to gay stuff with Albert Reed. Unfortunately, that will be postponed to next week after they find a corpse, but I know so much more. I know everything."

#5 recoils in disgust "God that's awful, you can't seriously be considering them Katie!"

"Go on," I say.

"I've slept with pretty much everyone to try to fill my emotional empty spot, so I can get you a lot of free and hard to get things so I don't turn a bunch of 50 year olds into the police." Says the sleepy eyed one

#5 whips towards me, "oh my god! Sleeping around isn't a skill, Katie, please tell me this is a joke!"

"Go on."

"I know you can sing, and I know #5 and #8 can sing, so with our backup, you'll beat Andie."

#5 begins to plead "Katie, this is a joke. You can't possibly-"

"Deal. Beanie girl, Katie #9, slut Katie #10, clown face, Katie #11. Don't tell anyone, come to my house after school for makeovers."

Hopefully the more people I surround myself with, the longer it will take for the alleged killer to target me.