Murders and Love

Chapter 1: The new girl

I drive up to the new school and park. I take in a breath and slowly open the door. Fanniton High. Totally my dream high school. Not. I walk into the school doors and I accidentally bump into someone. They have a black leather jacket, jeans, blonde hair, and what looks like black combat boots? Of course, I'm only looking at their back so... I snap out of my daze. "I am SO sorry!" I say. They turn around. I try not to gawk. He has blue eyes. Then he speaks. "Nah, it's alright. Are you new here?" He asks. I nod. "Ok, well you'll be looking for the front office. Go around that corner, take a left, and you'll see it." He says. "Oh- T-Thanks!" I say, running off.

~Le time skip to the next day~

I sit at a desk silently. I am early. Very early. "So, you're a new student, huh?" The teacher asks. "Yes." I say. "Oh, cool. What's your name?" The teacher asks. "Oh, it's Raven. May I ask yours?" I say. "Oh yes. You can call me Mr. Flash." He says. I nod. Then a few students come in. I pay no attention until someone sits next to me. I turn my head and see that kid I saw yesterday. "Hey." He says, smiling at me. "Hey." I say back, like a complete idiot. "I never caught your name." He says. "Well that's because I didn't throw it yet. It's Raven." I say. "Cool, the names Louis." He says. Then the teacher starts talking. We do the usual work and finally the period is over. I head towards the next class, and I see Louis is following me. I turn around all the way and smirk. "So you just can't get enough of me." I say. "Uh, no actually. I have the same classes as you." He says. "Oh.." I say. "But clever." He laughs. I fake a laugh and we go into the next class.

~Time skip to the end of the day, a few months later.~

I sigh in relief as the bell rings. I get up and run out of the classroom, bumping into somebody. "Hey. Watch it." She says, shoving me, and starts to be a jerk like always. "You watch it." Louis says, grabbing her by the hair and dragging her out. I follow them and hide behind a bush and watch him gag her so she won't make a noise. I make a quiet gasp as he then pulls out a gun. He shoots her, ungags her, and places the gun in her hand. He puts a piece of paper in the other and runs off. Usually, I would scream. But watching that jerk get killed... was.... satisfying.

Well, we'll see how this story goes...........