I found Mike by the swimming pool. He seemed to be thinking deeply about something.
"Hey, Mike." I said.
"Hey, baby."
"So. Did you hear about what Trevar said?"
"Yeah." he sounded depressed.
"So. What do you think we should do about it?"
"Hmmm... Maybe torture him."
"Or. Maybe. Don't think I'm crazy when I say this."
"What is it?"he asked me sounding curious.
"Maybe we should kill him."
"Kill him? Are you serious?"
"Yeah. He's got to pay for what he did."
"I guess. I mean he is very annoying. And he smells really bad. Let's do it."
"Awesome!"
"So what's the plan?"
"I don't have one."
"Okay. So let's think of a plan."
"How about we just get a shovel, dig a hole in the the woods over there," I pointed to a bunch a trees behind Mike's yard,"and put him in it. And we should kill him with a bunch of medication."
"Nice. I like the way you think."
"It's on?"
"It's on!"
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The Party Murderers
RomanceIn this short story, Trevar spreads a fresh rumor about two teens, Mike and Emily, at Mike's summer party. When Emily and Mike find about this rumor they go straight to murder. But what are the consenquenses of murder?
