God Save The Prom Queen

Jamie

     We were all in the office hallway. Everyone in the building was here. Waiting to be interviewed. I sat next to Levi who was looking through photos on camera. He was a tall and skinny boy with a feminine frame. (Kind of like a stick)Dark brown Russet eyes. Chamomile hair. He had the palest skin possible that was dotted with freckles. He was an amazing piano player. Too bad his personality didn't match. He was sweet and kind.  But their something about that made me unsteady.

   I looked over. I saw pictures of the crime scene. Like I need to be reminded of the horrors that took place just a few minutes ago.

      "Oh my god. why do you have those?" I questioned out fear.

    "You know how much money the press would pay for pictures like this?" He responded with excitement which was kind of creepy. But he was creepy. Even though I used to it. I moved away from him. I mean for all I knew he could be the killer.

    The thought rang through my head. Stabbing at her he sides of my brain like broken glass. I was scared to think that one of my classmates or even friends could do something like this.
A few minutes had passed. I was called into an interview.

   They asked questions like "did you argue with the victim?" And similar things. It took way too long in my opinion. I barely knew the girl. But I knew one thing she didn't deserve this. What kind of monster would do this?

     Alice on the other hand. She was in theatre together. They both loved musicals and singing. Though that they were rather good friends.
     I walked to the classroom to see if Alice was okay. She was just fine, thank god. But what worried me was her emotional state.

      "You want to get some cake from the cafeteria?" I asked concerned. But trying to lighten the mood. The room felt like it was filled with rain clouds. She looked really uncomfortable. She looked like she was about to break into tears. I felt so uncomfortable. Alice was usually the one doing the cheering up. It hurt to see her like this.  She was normally exploding with positive energy. (not in a hippie way) 
     "No , I'll just head back to the dorm. " she mumbled sadly. Her lapis eyes were filled with pain. there were tears forming around her eyes.  Her long blonde hair was a mess. You could barely tell she was where a ponytail. Witch told you all you need to know. She was spotless when it came to her trade mark ponytail. Every single hair had to be pulled smoothly in of else she would redo it.

      I really didn't think she'd react like this. She would've talked about murder cases like there were an everyday occurrence. I mean it is. But she would talk about it so calmly. Most people she was insane. But she wasn't. Why she was interested is anyone guess. but you couldn't dismiss that know serial killers names and crimes was a bit weird. 

    "Hey have you seen, Alice?"James asked. I hadn't seen him come in.
    "She went back to the dorm," I mumbled turning to face him.(or more
Less his chest. I hate being short) I tried to look up at his amber eyes. Which were practically in the clouds.
    "and why do you want to know." I shouted not understanding why I was so angry all of a sudden. I looked up to see his face. He was so tall and I was short. This made having a conversation hard.
       "She passed out I was a bit concerned, sorry." he responded back in shock. I wasn't acting like myself. I didn't usually lose my temper so quickly. He shoved his hand on his pockets turned and walked out. Leaving me alone in the classroom. Unsure of everything.