As the morning light shone into Megan's messily decorated bedroom, she woke up realising she would have to face Jade, or rather Jade's corpse. After getting ready, she took a slow, anxious walk to the attic stairs. The door that lead to her sister's early fate opened and to Megan's shock Jade walked out.
"Wait, what? Are you okay? Did you sleep through it all?" Megan asked with complete surprise.
"Had a great sleep, thanks. Stayed up till 1.30 talking to Light-Up Louise so like I don't know what scratching noises you were on about but you're probably off your nut." Jade laughed at Megan and walked past her into the kitchen, which was filled with a cacophony of cat mews.
After feeding her cats and leaving for school, Megan arrived at the hell of education and walked straight to form because the ugly shreker was late as usual. Her cool meme of a form teacher dismissed her lateness and Megan thanked him gratefully.
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Leah, Megan, Ellie, and Jed strolled into their art classroom in the last lesson to be greeted by their scouse, banana lover of a teacher. Leah began to pour out the acrylic paint, which was only supposed to be a blob the size of a ten pence piece, and accidentally made a blob the size of a five pound note. The Davies stormed over to Leah's five pound note shaped blob and glared at it as if he was trying to shrink it with his eyes.
"Leah, what have you done?"
"I'm so sorry, sir, I didn't mean to do that lol."
"Leah, you little fucking shit, buy me more acrylic.."
"Don't have any money, sir, I spent it all trying to buy the Kylie Jenner lipstick."
Banana man gave final glare at Bryson as he crawled back to his banana lair, aka his desk. At the sinks later on in the lesson, Ellie, Jed, and Kate were washing out the cheeky black palates when all of a sudden Kate turned up the water, causing it to spray out onto Ellie's white polo shirt.
"Shit you guys look what you've done." Ellie exclaimed as she stared down at the ruined polo.
"Well it wasn't me but oh my it's not that bad it'll probably wash out.' A clearly innocent and helpful Jed reassured her.
"it wasn't me." Said the guilty Kate.
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Megan wanted her journey home to last as long as possible as she dreaded the attic room scratching. How could her sister not have heard it? It was almost impossible..unless.. Was she hearing things? Was she going insane? Megan fretted this as she closed the distance between herself and the front door. Unlocking the door, she greeted her mother, who was watching television with all three cats, and her sister, who was on facetime with Light-Up Louise. Her bedroom down the hall glared down on her as she passed, hoping she would never have to be in there again. What if people think she is insane and lock her up? God, she was scared. Later on that evening, her mother went into Megan's bedroom to change the sheets on her bed. About fifteen minutes later she returned with a couple piles of sheets and a confused look on her face.
"What's wrong, mam?" Megan wondered, thinking she probably just accidentally washed a few too many sheets and had none left to put on the bed.
"Oh it's nothing really, Megan. I was just wondering how you got those handprints on your ceiling."
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Hey everyone i hope u all liked this edgy chapter thanks for reading and i tried to make it as long as i could just like idk I've been writing a bit rushed the past few days bc of popular demand by Leah Bryson. Thanks for reading pls leave review and shit lmao bye :^))
