It was over before it even began. There would be no fancy footwork of wriggling out of this situation - they were literally caught in the act. Lily's palms began to sweat from how profoundly nervous she suddenly felt. This was more than likely going to cause them all to receive detention along with calls to home. Would they get be getting a worse punishment, suspension or expulsion?! What on earth would her parents say when they discovered what Lily was doing? Evie stiffened beside Lily as well before she suddenly relaxed. "Chill - he's not a teacher" she soon whispered in a low utter.
Lily and Chewie watched Evie in confusion, until she nodded her head at the grinning Reese.
"Relax, everyone - geese, you look like you just saw a ghost" Reese deadpanned, exchanging a fist bump with JP.
"Who is he?" Nico asked, looking as lost as everyone else minus Cara and JP.
"Jared Carter - Reese's big brother" Cara answered before sending a dazzling smile in the direction of the Carter brothers. For which brother the flirty smile was held for was unknown to Lily.
"Fuck, I thought for sure we were caught" Davion snickered, shaking his head in amusement.
"Nah - Jare is gonna help us set up camera's and voice enhancers for our hunt" Reese grinned. "He tried to debunk the phantom lady back when he went to school here-"
"-What year was that, 1995?" Davion interjected, snickering over how old the man looked compared to Reese. He looked to be in his mid to late thirties while Reese was only eighteen.
"1998" Jared answered with a smirk. "I went to school here when the Jericho lady got butchered. I'm the leader and founder of Filmtastic due to my contributions into hunting down the ghost of Ms. Jericho."
Everyone including Lily watched the man in awe. "You went to school here when she got murdered?!" Chewie asked, his enthusiasm poorly hidden as his face lit up. "That's awesome!"
Lily and Evie threw Chewie a disbelieving glance, one that he awkwardly shrugged off. "I mean, like not awesome a lady died, but, awesome someone was here when it happened" he quickly covered, shrugging awkwardly once more, wincing at Evie's roll of eyes.
Jared smirked, seeming to enjoy the enthusiasm and sudden attention given him. "Damn straight - she was my teacher, too. Sad stuff - she was young. Barely out of college, and married, too."
"Why did he do it?" Lily suddenly asked, her curiosity burning for more knowledge once more. "The Jacob Broome guy - how did he go from autistic guy who never said a word to brutal slasher?"
Last night, Lily had spent a lot of her free time online searching the murder of Beverly Jericho. It didn't make sense to her - Jacob Broome worked at the school for three years before her murder, and he never stepped a toe out of line. The only thing that really linked him to the murder of the college coeds a few months previously was a bloody knife with his fingertips on it that was found in the back of his car.
"He was a mental case, I dunno" Jared shrugged indifferently. "Fact is he killed her ass along with his family and a shit load of other girls. He should've gotten the death penalty instead of a mental hospital."
His statement hung midair as everyone let it soak in. In a strong way, the legend of the phantom lady was an interesting one. It held all the making's of a great story. A murdered teacher, a chainsaw wielding maniac, and enough people to try and say they to this day hear the ghostly hauntings of the teacher roaming the hallways.
"Why you here, man?" Davion asked, eyeing the large bag that Jared had draped over his shoulder. Whatever was inside the extremely large duffle bag looked heavy. Jared switched positions of the bag to suddenly obscure it from view. "Supplies." Jared answers in a snide voice. "What's that?" He asked, nodding his head to the bag Davion had at his feet.
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Silent Knife
Terror"We're just staying after school hours to ghost hunt - what could possibly go wrong?" For the students of St. Paul's Catholic high school, a popular scary story to relay is the brutal murder of a member of the faculty eighteen years previously. As...