Chapter one

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"Did you hear what happened?" A voice said in my ear. I turned to look only to see Sierra Marks the biggest gossiper in Lincoln High.

"What?" I normally take what Sierra says as just plain gossip but everyone seems on edge this morning. Something must have happened. 

"Bri Hanson killed herself last night," she says coolly,"I'm not that surprised the girl was a freak," Sierra says.

"Wasn't she the one that Jonathan slept with?" I ask. I remember my friend talking about how he slept with Bri Hanson and that she was a total slut. 

"Uh yeah and the rest of the football team." 

"It's sad that she killed herself, I didn't know her that well," I say feeling guilty, poor girl Jonathan and the guys must have given her hell.

"Anyway are you going to Syla's party?" Sierra went on to talking about parities, to who's dating who but the whole Bri thing was still in my mind. It wasn't until 7th period that they announced it to the school,"We are sad to announce that Bri Hanson died last night. Bri was a great joy in our lives and she shall be missed. If anyone needs to talk the counselors office is open." No one would want to talk, Bri didn't have friends she was more of a loner.

As I was walking home I kept thinking of Bri. Why did she do it? Was it because of Jonathan? I pushed my blonde hair to the side of my face, did Bri want to seriously die? My cell phone started to ring

"Hello?" I say quickly.

"Keith hi it's Celina. I was wondering if you wanted to do something this weekend?" Oh great Celina is calling me, I go on one date with her and she thinks i'm her boyfriend.

"Uh sorry," I say trying to think of an excuse," I uh have a family thing this weekend."

"Oh well how bout next weekend," she says hopefully.

"Uh no sorry Celina I have to go," I hung up on her quickly. I know i'm being a jerk but she gets on my nerves. As I walk up my street I see my house. I live on the West side of town were mostly the more wealthy  live. My dad owns his own Lawyer firm so he makes a lot. My mom owns her own restaurant, they're both busy and I rarely see them. My house is two stories with a big front and back yard.

As I enter my house I feel as if i'm being watched but I just shake it off. My room is on the top story, ugh I have so much homework it will take me hours to finish I think as a walk into my room. My room is pretty big I have my own bathroom,t.v., laptop, pretty much everything.

"I always wondered what you room looked like," A voice said behind me. I turn around quickly only to see a tall slender brunette haired girl. I know who it is exactly. I am looking right at Bri Hanson 

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