Behind Their Smiles

Chapter 5

School was over and it was time to start packing. We will probably leave tomorrow around twelve-ish. My mom and dad were gone. So I was basically on my own now. I packed everything and anything I might need. I called Jase to ask what I would need. He said just all black clothes for that night. Gloves, and really quiet shoes. He said that him and Adam would take care of the knife. God, just thinking about  stabbing someone gives me the chills. I called Molly to see if she would come and spend the night. She said she had to finish her book report on Forbidden Love. (that's the name of the book I was reading.) I hadn't even put thought to that report. So I decided I'd kill some time and write mine too while I waited. I heard a knock on the door and automatically knew that it was Molly. 

"Hello!" I said opening the door.

"Hi, I have an idea!" Molly said throwing her stuff down and then sitting on the couch. 

"Talk." I said sounding interested because her ideas were usually a little wack. 

"Okay, well maybe since you're a little woozy and not really into this murder thing, why don't we just bail on them?" Molly said. 

"We can't do that, we made a commitment, or whatever." I said sighing wanting to accept that offer but I knew that I couldn't.

"Alright, I guess we are officially all in this thing together now." Molly said. "But guess what!" 

\\What?" I asked. 

"I have a great way to open my report." She said sounding more interested in her own voice than ever before.

"Okay, how? I started mine with like a forbidden quote. Here it is, If i had a flower for every time this boy made me smile or laugh, I'd have a garden to walk in forever." I said sounding accomplished with my opening. 

"That's good! I kind of did the same thing, except it's not the same quote. Once upon a time, an angel and a devil fell in love. How does that sound?" Molly asked

"Great!" I said jealous-like because her quote was ten times better than mine. 

It was 11:00 P.M. and I was as tired as a worn-out shoe. I told Molly I was going upstairs to go to bed and she said she was going to stay downstairs and finish her report. I went and sat at my table and looked at myself. 

"A killer." I said to myself. 

I can't believe I was going to do this. What would my mom and dad think? My other friends? My teachers? Grandparents? Would I get caught? Go to jail? Get the death penalty? Was this really worth it? 

"You okay?" I heard a voice say from behind. 

I turned around and saw Molly with a half smile coming across her face. She came over and put her hand on my shoulder and just rubbed it. 

"Yeah, just doing some thinking." I said sighing and laying my head on my hands. 

"Me too. I wasn't finishing my report. I finished my report two hours ago. I was just thinking about what everyone would think of me if we get caught." She said sighing and leaning down beside me. 

"It'll be okay. We'll be fine. Whatever happens, we are all gonna be in this together." Molly said hugging me and putting her pajamas on. 

"Thanks, that made me feel a little better." I said. 

"Anytime girl. Now let's get to bed. We've got a long day ahead of us." Molly said laying in the bed. 

I fell asleep as soon as I lay down. I had alot to think about that night. Not so much of what would be the result of this murder, but what we were going to get out of it. I mean were we REALLY going to get anything out of this?