At East Side High School......Viper schooled there for his special classes, Olivera's "sponsors" from the orphanage paid for her, Pete's work supported him and Messiah's parents could afford it.
Messiah sat in library reading. When Olivera walked in. The hottest girl in the school. He recognized her from his chemistry class. She wasn't alone. The school bully was with her. Messiah just hated that jerk. He was trying to reach under Olivera's skirt. She tried to hit his hand but he grabbed it. Just as Messiah got up to deal with him, Pete had moved in on Max. The bully was almost the same size as Pete but Pete was more masculine.
With just one blow, Max was floored. Viper watched it all from a corner. Olivera bent down to check for his pulse.
"Uh-oh. No pulse."
Viper came out of his hiding place. The four looked at each other and in an unspoken agreement, moved the body out through the window which overlooked the old school park.
"You......"
"Pete."
"Right, get the shovel and start digging."
"Olivera strip him of everything. We don't want him identified."
"And you...?"
"No name, mate."
"Oh the kid from the asylum. Nice to meet you. I'm Olivera." She said as she removed Max's shoes.
"Cool..."
"We'll do introductions later. Viper on the lookout."
Pete was already back,digging.
"Not too deep,not too shallow either. Got everything off him Olivera?"
"Yep."
"Pete help me put him in."
"Coast clear." Viper announced.
"Olivera did anyone see you come in with Max?"
"No. Everyone's in class. I stepped out to use the washroom then decided to pass by to pick a book. He followed me here. I didn't see anyone around."
"Pete anyone in the library?"
"Librarian was out and we were the only ones in there."
"Great. I'm Messiah and we've got to get you a name." He looked at Viper.
And that was how it all started..... They bonded and became quite intimate over the years. They ate together, had sleepovers, studied together,learnt to fit in together, solved their problems together, turned crazier together and killed together. Max was reported missing after twenty-four hours.
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"I wonder if they ever found him." Messiah thought.
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