Kiss and Kill

Two

"Being afraid of the dark is so fucking stupid. Why would you want to be afraid of something that you are?" I said to myself as I stared into the mirror.

"Plus yourself together Quinn."

How could I? I had mascara and makeup dripping from my face and a knife in my hand.
Okay I see that you're wondering how I got myself into this position. Well let me tell you a little story. The story of my first kill.

Now you know how every girl knows that this one boy is going to change her life romantically? Well...mine's different. Just let me speak.
It was my junior year at Lakeside Arts Academy. I got accepted for my paintings, writing, and the ability to act and sing. The school had its cliques. The smartasses, the athletics, the arts, the emos/goths, and me, just a "normal" girl.
Now my style was rather different. Long brown hair with streaks of color, always wearing a flannel, a band tee, beanie, my glasses and having something in my hand. I didn't talk much, mostly listening to my music, doodling or writing.

Now some people thought I was "competing" with them during the art contests and shit. Fucking bullshit. I don't play like that. Sure I'm a great artist but I don't talk crap about your paintings. I paint my emotions that I can't verbally say or express. That's the whole fucking point. And I'm the stupid one? Please.

Now there's this one girl who I found to be fond of. Her name is Hero. Yeah a weird name I know, but it seems nice, more fitting for her style.

"Hey Q!" Hero hollered towards me across the lobby. I sigh and take one earbud out and pause my music. She's holding her science project and fast walking towards me.

"Be careful on where your nuclear bomb goes." I say as I hold up the other side. "Oh this? It's nothing dangerous. Just mold and liquid nitrogen." She smiled and I quickly let go of it.
"No thanks."

"Anyways did you hear what happened?" She said as we started to walk towards my locker.
"What? Our football team lost another game or a cheerleader got arrested?"

She shook her head and handed me a newspaper. "Bryan Rogers has gone missing. They thought he would be back from his road trip but it's been two weeks. They found his car-"

"On fourth street near the bank."

She looked at me, "How did you know?" I look up and roll my eyes. "My step-dad's a cop. He's working on this case now with my dad."

"I forgot you had gay parents!"
I closed my locker and sighed, taking a moment to look at her. "My dad is bisexual, not gay, there's a difference. When my mom died he married again. I rather not talk about it."

"Sorry. Anyways about the case?"

"No I don't have any information about it besides they found his car and it has possible blood stains on it. Some girl must have gotten her period blood on it. Gross."

Hero shivered in disgust.
"Why the fuck would you say that?"

"I don't know I speak my mind. I'll see you after class."

Hero smiled and laugh, "Going to see your boyfriend Hollis?" I turned around, slightly red. "He's not my boyfriend-"

"Not yet at least." Hero cut my off and laughed.