Chapter 1: The Questions

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There they sat, right across from me in the lunch room. They acted like nothing had ever happened in the past, and that nothing went wrong. I stare at them, this evil, killer like look, but they never noticed. They should be glad that they didn't notice.

"Are you ok?" asked my best friend, Amanda.

"Ah, I'm fine," I said, still looking at them, "have any if you ever been friends with... them?"

"No, why have you?" Shyla, my other best friend questioned.

"No," I lied. I couldn't bare the thought telling them what I knew. I turned to them, looking them in the eye.

"Good because they're jerks," my final best friend, Andrew, spoke.

"Well, do you know anything about them, like weaknesses or whatever?" I asked.

"Why do you want to know their weaknesses?" Shyla asked.

"Or like their favorite music... it doesn't matter, forget what I said," I told them, looking back at the popular girls.

Every time I look at them their heart beats grow louder with every passing second. Bump, bump, bump, bump, over and over again, going right in time with the clock. It felt like all eyes were on me, waiting for me to run in circles and tell everyone what they did.

But I didn't.

I kept it together, as I told myself that I needed to calm down. No one else knew what they did, only me and that group knew. The only thing that was left to do was wait.

I was haunted by what they did, as they did it, I sat and watched, not saying a word. Just the sounds of their laughter, and the bright picture of what they did in front of me.

"What do you think?" asked Andrew. He was looking at me hopefully, waiting for the answer he wished for.

"No," I said. I had know idea what the question was, but Andrew nodes in approval.

I think to myself, what if things were different. What would have happened if I stayed friends with them? What would have happened if I never meet any of my wonderful friends I see before me? I know what those girls did, and only them and I knew about it. But soon, everyone will know.

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