¨Mezoda Lee to the Principal's office.¨
Why would they call me to the office? What could i have possibly done? I've never been called down except for when someone is doing something to bother me or pick on me. It's been pretty quiet lately. No one really talks about me or to me anymore. Part of me thinks they know what I've gotten myself into. They all know what's going on and what's going to happen so they stay away. Pretend I'm not there to protect themselves as if I'm a ticking time bomb waiting to detonate.
As i walk down the hallway to the office, i feel like everyone is watching me. All the sideways glances make me extremely nervous. I can hear my blood rushing to my head. They all know. I know everyone knows. I feel so vulnerable.
¨Do you know why i called you down?¨
¨No.¨
¨Have you ever been out to the Holloway farm?¨
¨I've never even heard of it.¨
Lie.
¨Oh, really?¨ He pauses. ¨That's odd. Its just, theres been some odd occurrences and when questioning a few people, one of them pointed me in your direction. Said you might have some leading information. I guess they were just lying?¨
¨Who was it?¨
¨Why does it matter? It's not as if you're guilty of anything.... Right?¨
¨Of course not. I was just curious i suppose.¨
Lie.
¨Well, if you don't have any information to help our case, i guess you're free to go. Just know, Mezoda, I'll be keeping an eye on you. A very close eye.¨
Snitch. There's a snitch. Whoever it is will pay. They won't get off easy. Especially when Jonah hears about this. He'll be furious.
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¨They're onto us.¨
He doesn't acknowledge what i've said. His facial expression doesn't change one bit.
¨I know. He questioned me, too.¨
¨I don't know how he knows. Someone must have said something. It's not as if it were obvious we were all apart of the same group. Sure we all wear the same clothes and whisper to each other under the stairwell, but shit. There's nothing to make it obvious.¨
¨Definitely not. We need to do something to draw out the snitch. Some type of ritual.¨
¨Like what, Jonah?¨
¨We need to brand everyone with a saying and whoever refuses is the snitch. Its genius. Rawr XD. That's what we'll brand into each others bodies and souls. It'll be perfect. ¨
He's got this crazy look in his eyes like he might kill someone or ravage me. Either way, its soo hawt.
¨Thats so hot, Jonah.¨
I lean in to kiss him, but he pulls away looking repulsed.
¨What the fuck do you think you're doing, hoe? You impure swine. Gross. Youll give me cooties or some shit. I almost threw up¨
The way he rejects me is just so.... Manly. I can't help but to be even more attracted to him. His degrading words hit a mark in my dark degenerate soul sending a jolt of electricity through my entire body. It sends a shiver down my spine.
¨I just couldn't help myself. You're just so devious and intelligent. Even the way you degraded me was perfect. You can truly do no wrong. ¨
¨Disgusting, yet, flattering. I might just have to make you my right hand woman. Ill ponder upon it, but for now we need to carry out the plan. Its key to our success and finding the snitch.¨
