Miranda... the murderer?

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Chapter two

Payton's POV

Monday morning... great... the day I go back to school and see everyone talking about Skylars murder. I opened my bathroom door and turned on the light only to see my red face from crying.

Crying?

About Skylar

It was weird... she treated me and everyone like crap but now... I care. I guess we had some sleepovers where maybe some pretty nice memories were made but for the majority of my life I have just been one of her little peasants.

I took out some soap and washed my face then applied a large amount of makeup. I dug in my drawer for some more. I guess I was just drowning myself in makeup to make myself feel better. I picked up some blue pencil eyeliner and studied it.

*flashback*

"This is a very pretty color of eyeliner," said skylar studying the pencil, I nodded,

"It's from my mom... it's one of a kind," I giggled, she smiled,

"Well now I'm jealous of you!" She said giggling and opened the cap, she applied some and gasped,

"Look! I have blue eyes!" She said her voice sounded like a little girls on her birthday,

"You look... amazing," I said sweetly as she handed it to me,

"Your lucky your eyes are naturally blue, I'm thinking about getting contacts," she said looking at herself in the mirror,

"I love your eyes... green is really pretty," I simply stated, she giggled,

"Thank you... I have something to tell you about Syre-... never mind" she said looking at the ground.

*end of flashback*

I gritted my teeth and snapped the eyeliner in half. What am I saying?! Skylar was the best thing that ever happened to me! I slammed the drawer shut and walked back into my room where I put on a dirty tank top and a pair of ripped jeans, I let my hair stay messy and didn't bother brushing it. Black covered my eyes. I grabbed my bags and went out the front door slamming it in frustration.

Cameron's POV

I closed my car door and walked up the school steps feeling everyone's stares dig into me. I walked straight for my locker where I put in the combo... 11...5...23... it jolted open and I stuck my bag in it. I heard footsteps approach me,

"I wasn't there that night! I swear it wasn't me! I had a sleepover with Skylar the night before but she didnt mention anything about her cousins birth-," "calm down Evelyn, I know you didn't do it," I interrupted and grabbed my binder from the locker,

"How?! Did you do it?!" She stuttered and hugged her bag, I shook my head and gulped,

"No I did not kill one of my best friends... who is this Miranda girl who was a suspect?" I asked raising an eyebrow and clearing my throat.

"I've never heard of her... did she know Skylar?" Mumbled Evelyn,

"No Idea," I said shaking my head as my head jolted to the door. I gasped as I saw Payton come in wearing heavy eyeliner and eyeshadow that covered the outline of her entire eye. I sighed,

"Oh no..." I said walking over to her, Evelyn grunted,

"Not now! Not again," she muttered. I shook my head and stopped in front Payton,

"What is this?" I said holding my books tightly.

"What?" She said squinting, I rolled my eyes and sighed as piper approached,

"Never mind..." I said under my breath, piper gasped at the sight of Payton,

"Um Payton it's not Halloween," scoffed Piper. Piper gripped her binder tightly and grunted,

"I know I just... thought I would try something new..." muttered Payton as she looked at the ground. Payton turned and opened her locker. As the metal door opened a small note floated to the ground. Piper picked it up,

"I know you didn't kill her... but when I'm done with you... they won't." Read piper. We all gasped,

"Was it signed?" Payton said putting a strand of hair behind her ear.

"No... just a red star..." said piper looking at the note. I took the note from them and stuffed it in the locker,

"No one can know," I demanded, "someone is trying to pin this murder on us and I think it is this Miranda Chick, we need to find her," I simply stated and walked off with my binder and books clutched tightly in my hands.

Evelyn's POV

That afternoon after school we met in front of the gazebo outside,

"Bad news... I got a call from the police department." Said Cameron as she approached, "we need to go there right now!" She said leading us to her car,

"Wait why?" Asked piper raising an eyebrow and grabbing her bag,

"They want to do interviews to see if we killed... you know... but the point is Miranda will be there!" She beamed. We all rushed into the car.

Miranda... the murderer... what if it wasn't her what if one of us was the killer. My head shot up,

"Did anyone see Syrena at school today?"

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