Murder Medley: A collection of horrors

The Eyes

A/N: This story has mild language, and extreme blood and gore. Read with caution.

November 18, 2006

7:25 pm

"Kailey, hurry up!" I looked up the stairs to see nothing. We were already late to school, and she was just making it worse. I was twirling my keys around my index finger and biting my lip. I heard tumbling down the stairs, there was Kailey. She was dressed in old jeans and a ratty sweatshirt.

"What happened to you? You look like you just got dragged into a ditch." I threw a bagel at her and slung my backpack over my shoulder.

"I didn't get a lot of sleep last night." She mumbled and grabbed her own bag. I gave her a sympathetic smile.

"What was wrong?"

"I felt like someone was watching me, like no matter how I turned there were eyes on me."

I frowned, but composed myself and gave her a sweet smile, "I'm sure it was nothing, Kailey. C'mon, we're already late."

Same day...

1:03pm

"Mrs. Andrews' class......yes.....okay....I'll send her right down," Mrs. Andrews turned to me, "Brittney, you're needed in the office."

I looked up from my book and nodded, not questioning it. Grabbing my backpack, I walked out of the classroom and into the vast deserted hallway. It was so quiet when there weren't any kids in the halls. No constant chatter about today's happenings. No claustrophobic inducing bodies pushing up against you in the most uncomfortable of ways. Papers fluttered in the corners and little balls of dust and various dirt tumbled along. It was almost creepy; the way some of the lights flickered. A slight breeze chilled my skin and goosebumps covered my already on edge body. The office came in view as I started into a brisk walk.

The office was white, a pale white. The boring walls were covered with boring quotes with boring pictures. The bored secretary looked at me with a blank expression, then sighed.

"Wait here, Mr. Stephons will call you out."

I nodded and stared at the walls, the sad pale walls. It must have been half an hour before he walked out of his office, and looked at me. He had no hair. His pale round face matched with is seemingly kind complexion. His cheap suit looked like something a young boy would wear to a school dance. His pudgy belly hung over his pants and sometimes, against your will of course, when he lifted his arms you could see his over sized hairy belly. Sweat was glistening on his forehead, and his round glasses purtruded off his nose and didn't completely cover his face. He turned to me, and nodded toward his office. I jumped up from the chair and shot a fake smile toward the unentertained secretary.

His office was even more boring, you could definatly tell this wasn't decorated by anyone with a personality. He plopped down on his rolling chair and looked at me, almost trying to figure me out.

"Brittney, do you know why you're here?"

I shook my head and sat down. He sighed and rubbed his eyes, something was obviously up.

"Your sister attacked another student today," He stared at me with his beady black eyes, "that student was sent to the ER with no fingers on his right hand and a broken forearm. Your sister attacked this young boy during reccess. She is sitting in the office up at the middle school, the police have been notified and she will probably get expelled."

I looked at him, my heart rate was only increasing as he kept talking, as he kept rambling. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Kailey? Kailey would never do something like this, Kailey would never even dream about hurting another person.