chapter seven

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LOCAL TRAGEDY: VALERIE CARTER FOUND DEAD AT THE NIGHT OF SCHOOL EVENT

I sigh as I hear this repeated on multiple news channels as I pick out my dress for her funeral. I grab my phone from off my bed just as I get a call.

Annabeth.

She is the last person I want to talk to. Nevertheless, I still pick up.

"Hey."

"Hi Day. what are you wearing to her funeral?

"um, black?" I say obviously.

"oh yea yea of course but like..."

"I'm wearing a dress." I clarify.

"Oh ok. I just wanted to know because the whole town is coming since its small, and I want to look nice for my boyfr--"

"What?"

"Yea. My boyfriend, you know him"

"At a time like this, that's the last thing you have to worry about." I say sharply.

She says nothing.

"Do you know why Val killed herself?"

"Are you saying it was a suicide?" Annabeth asks.

"Don't act clueless, we all saw Val walk out of the dance on her own and just...fall."

"I really don't know what you're talking about. We didn't see her, we found her. It could've been a murder."

"Who would've killed her? We all followee her. We were all there."

"I dunno."

"Annabeth, I have to go now. I'll see you later."

There is something definetly up.

~*~

Our friend group quietly stands during the ceremony and we all weep for the loss of our friend. After, I walk up to Mr. and Mrs. Carter and apologize for their loss. "Thank you sweetie. I know you guys were close."

I nod as I let the tears come out. Mrs. Carter hugs me as we both cry together.

I turn around to see Annabeth cuddling with Ryan, not looking the least bit sad. I look around more as I see Luke and The Freak. "Hey Luke. I'm so sorry." He has tears in his eyes.

"Yeah me too. You guys were closer." I nod as he engulfs me in a hug. All these tears and hugs go on when finally I bump into The Freak.

"Hey Lance." I say. He looks distant and he took his time replying.

"There was something off about her death."

"I know, I've been feeling it too."

"There's something about that girl Annabeth I don't like. Look at her, she doesn't even feel the slightest bit sad. That's just disrespectful."

"You wanna know disrespectful? Earlier she called me askimg what I was wearing because she wanted to look good for her boyfriend."

"People these days." Lance shakes his head.

Things go quiet,"You think Annabeth is weird too?" I say quietly.

He nods.

"Come over to my house later. I have so many things to tell you. Weird things have been happening to me lately and I think I'm going crazy."

"I'll be there."

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