How to be a murder 101

Say what?

*Lucy pov*

I started running. I ran away. The sirens of the Miami police behind me got louder.

Okay okay okay. I bet your confused. Why is a short, innocent twelve year old child running from the cops. Well let me explain.

*flash back*

I woke up at the sound of my alarm clock. I smacked the shut off button. I got up. There was a uniform my door with a note on it. I approached the outfit. I took to the note off the sleeve of the shirt. I untied the little red ribbon. I looked at the note.

"Put his on. Your coming to our academy. Be ready by 7:15. The bus is dark grey. Don't question it and get on. We'll see you soon. =)"

I threw the note onto my white dresser. I picked up the outfit. It had a greyish almost black base and black long sleeves. It had a black tie. You could pick from black skinny jeans with black boots or a greyish almost black skirt with black slides. I grabbed the top, the skirt, slides and a ponytail holder. I closed my door.

I took off my cupcake pajamas I wore to bed. I put on a bra. I put the shirt on. How did they know what size I am? Wait. Who are these people? I put on my pants and high heels. I grabbed my grey ponytail and my violet brush. I brushed my thick, dark brown hair. I put it in a high pony tail in the back of head. I looked at the time. Crap! It was 7:14.

I grabbed my book bag and ran out the door. I saw three other people there. They were talking. I saw something shinny in the pockets. I walked to the stop as the bus stopped. The there people got on. I followed. I looked around. The bus was massive. Everything was grey, black or white. I found a seat to myself in the front. I sat there.

The bus was full of talking. I just sat on the inside and looked outside. I blinked my eyes. Was I dreaming? The trees leaves were black. The grass was a dark green with splats of a blood red color. Most of the buildings were black and white with red lights. I opened my book bag and most of my note books were black and grey.

The bus stopped. We arrived at school. I got up. People pushed and shoved to get off the bus. One kid fell into my seat. I helped him up. I pulled out a knife and cut my hand. He tripped a bunch of people in the alley and he left. I got out my seat and walked off the bus. People were talking, fight each other and eating. I walked toward the door. Some one grabbed my hand. I pulled it away. The cut started to burn.

"Oh. I'm sorry mama, but why are you here?"

"I hot a note told to be here."

"You shouldn't have come here. People like you can get killed here."

"What?"

"Never mind. My name is Jason. Oh. We aren't allowed inside until 7:30. If you go in before you'll be killed on sight."

"What!"

"Calm down. This school isn't so bad. Well it's not really good either. This is a school were the principal picks kids he wants to brake. He brings them here. With in a week or two they become depressed. A month murder thoughts."

"Why was I chosen!"

"I'm not sure. Oh my name is Jason. Nice to meet you."

"Oh. Lucy and you to."

I took a closer look at his outfit. He wore a black leather jacket, a blood red T-shirt and black dress pants with black dress shoes. He put his hand out. I took it and we shook hands. The bell rang. He grabbed my hand and we ran inside. He gave me a tore of the school. It was based around murder? So killing.

"Well I need to get to class. Here is your Scheele. Good luck."

Jason ran off. I took the paper he left. I looked at it. First block stealth, second block reflexes, third block knife training, fourth block lunch, fifth block defense training and last block sparing. I headed to room 802.

*time skip to sparing*

I ran into the gym. Today's been over whelming. Can't wait to get home. I say what looked like everyone in the gym. Someone threw a knife at me. I grabbed it by the handle. The teacher nodded. The teacher grabbed my hand and put me next to some guy. He wore the same thing as Jason, but he had a grey shirt.

The teacher explained what we were to do. We had to get out opponent to the ground. A bell rang. The kid tried to punch my in the face. I kicked his stomach and swept my leg so he fell. He grabbed my hair. I took out the knife and cut his hand. He let go. The teacher clapped. Everyone stopped. The teacher took me over to a girl. She looked like me but she had lots of red and black make up.

The girl smiled at me. The bell rang. She kicked my side. I blocked. I grabbed her leg and flipped her. She landed on the floor. I looked around. It was me, two boys and a girl. The girl and I got matched up. The bell rang. The girl kicked my face. I stumbled backwards but I didn't fall. She kicked again. I caught he foot and kicked behind her knee. She fell to the ground with a loud thud.

The guy approached me. He cracked his knuckles. The bell rang. He went straight for the knee. I jumped and kicked his face. He stumbled back. I landed on my feet and sweeper him off his foot. He fell. The teacher clapped. The guy seemed upset. I realized it was time to go. I walked out the class room and to the bus parking lot. I sighed and got on my bus. I sat alone.

*time skip*

I arrived at my house? It looked empty. I walked inside. It was my house, but my parents were gone. I looked around the house calling there names. I never got a respond. I guess there out. Yeah. I walked up stairs. It was dark. I walk to my room and changed into my unicorn pajamas. I layer in my bed and went to sleep.