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Eva's story

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Tuesday, my worst day. I had bad subjects, but hey what matters.
I leaned back on my chair and comforted myself till i felt desired.
I clicked my tongue, the teacher looked up at me but slowly looked back down. I smirked and looked out the window, Little ants roamed and roamed. Bumping into eachother without saying the single word sorry. Arguments happened, make outs happened you know whatever the classic high school you think of Roseville is not far from it, besides the fact that there could be a killer here.
"Mrs Kim." The teacher said, I fell forward from my uneven balance on my chair. "Yes" I stuttered.
"The counselor would like to see you." She huffed. 100 questions shooted around my mind but led me out the door. Why me? I'm fine. I sighed as my cold hand turned the rusty door handle to the office. I signed in and sat down. I noticed a girl, it was Eva. "Eva" I called, she looked up from her book. "You see the counselor?" I asked. She nodded slowly, I lent back in silence and wondered.
Does she talk? Does she open up. If only I knew. "Mia." My name was called, I slowly walked into her office. "I'm mrs Kay." She put out her hand with one of those "kill me" smiles, I slowly shook her hand and sat down. "Now obviously you must be confused to as why your here." She furrowed through pages and pages. I crossed my leg and nodded slowly. "Well Mia, I've been getting reports from teachers. Your grades have dropped, even in art. You seem to have lost interest? The teachers are worried." She looked at me.
I tightened my grip on the fake
Leather lounge. "You mean the teachers who could lose their job if they aren't good to their students because lame parents haven complained about their own child getting bad grades so the only time this comes up is when I'm all of a sudden a 'victim.' Which is interesting because a, I barely even exist here. B, if I was so upset and not okay I think we all know the reason why I would be right? The deaths. So c, you should probably talk to someone who was actually some what close." I winked, my cheeky wink was the usual lie my lips proceeded to tell. I was close.
I stood up and began walking to the plain door frame. "Thank you." I said under my breath.
I opened the door and walked out, Eva went in I grabbed her wrist and we stood there for a moment. 'Meet me at the old tree.' I mumbled, she nodded and continued walking in. I walked to the old tree and waited for what felt like hours and hours.

Eva soon arrived walking in her awkward way. Looking down, one arm holding the other. She sat down, I sighed. "Eva." I said, "I'm not some mrs Kay but I know your struggling and want too help." I adjusted myself. "Please tell me. What is going on." I smiled brightly for her to see that there is a light. She looked at me with dark fierce eyes.
"It started 3 years ago." She inhaled the cold air.
"I was in a popular girl group.. like a very popular group. But I was the token to their slutty lives. I got used to go talk to the boys. One day I went to talk too William's group. He was the hot boy I guess all my so called 'friends' wanted. But along the way in his group I met jake. His younger brother. Jake knew I was being used and would always help me. Later on in life mark my older brother, was best friends with the park brothers. They came to my house a lot.
The girls found out at school and instantly kicked me out, they began bullying me and making the worst rumours up. They created this huge one though, that Jake and I were together and we had done it. Like done it.
My parents found out and thought, how dare their young daughter give herself to a guy. Jake's parents found out and also hated me. I went insane, like insane. I became so unhealthy and was depressed and angry 24/7 that's when my parent sent me to a mental hospital. But lied and called it, boarding school. Over a period of one year I came home. Jake was still in love with me and I was in love with him. We decided to run away, so we did. That's when the cops found us and took me home. I was abused by everyone. No one was there but jake. I couldn't see him anymore and it went on for ages. I was home schooled for like 2 months then came back and everyone had already created me the new nickname, 'psycho girl.'
Still rings a bell in my head kinda a sarcastic thing I say to my parents. My parents done love me not even Mark. They gave up on make ages ago. He wasn't their proper son. So mark and I have been paired together and are nearly like twins.
So anyways towards the end of the year jake and I began secretly seeing eachother and now I'm here. we were having some troubles with our relationship he seemed to of like seeing other girls a lot which made me angry and angry. But I can't be anymore, he's dead. When he got killed I felt like I lost everything, but the police think I'm a psycho jealous ex who killed him. I guess they got one part right." Eva looked down and wiped her tears.
I was in shock but pulled myself back. "Your not psycho. Your the girl who needs a new open to life. I'll help you. Would you ever be interested in looking into who this killer is?."