Mr. Cutie's Secret

The Meeting

I was sitting on my couch, being lazy, when my phone rang.

"Hello?" I answered.

"Jessi? We have an emergency meeting tonight. Can you make it?"

"Of course I can. Where is it?"

"Same place as usual. See you there." The man said.

The line disconnected and I put my phone down. A few seconds later, it buzzed.

My phone read;

7:30 PM Be there.

I got up, and went over to my closet. I had many clothes. Before I grabbed, I clicked my phone and checked the time. 6:00.

I looked into my closet, and my short red dress had caught my attention. Have I always dressed nice for my meetings? Yes.

I was part of a group that helped around town, decorating, planting, etc. You get the point.

I folded my dress up and put it under my arm. I picked up my phone and walked into the bathroom. I sat my dress on the back of the toilet, and sat my phone on the sink.

I walked out again, heading toward my dresser. I searched my top drawer to find me a fresh clean pair of panties and a bra.

I went back into the bathroom and placed my underwear on top of my dress.

I took my clothes off, and turned on the shower. I jumped in the shower for about 8 minutes, washed my hair, and got out.

I took a towel from the towel rack and dried myself off. Placing the towel around my hair, I grabbed my panties and put them on. I squeezed most of the water from my hair and dropped the towel.

I finished putting on my clothes, and I walked out grabbing my phone. I turned the TV on and turned to the news.

I quickly grabbed my hair dryer, plugging it in next to the TV. I turned up the volume and then turned on my hair dryer.

Nothing interesting on the news. I finished hair drying, and unplugged it. I brushed out my hair and put on my shoes. After that I went out the door.

I arrived at the usual meeting place at 7:23 PM.

"Hey." I waved to one of my buddies.

"Ayye, Jessi!"

"Do you know what this meeting will be about?" I asked.

"No clue-"

He kept talking but I kind of ignored him, because I was distracted by this cute guy. He looked older.

I walked over to him.

"Excuse me, but I seen Mr. Cutie over here and had to say hi." I smiled.

"Well, hello there."

He looked amazing. He was wearing a nice black suit, with a white tie. You could tell he was defiantly older than me.

"Are you new?" I asked him.

"Uh, yeah."

Something seemed odd about him.

We talked almost the entire meeting. Then time then came to where I had to leave.

"I'll see you around?" He said.

"Yeah, defiantly. Text me, you got my number." I winked at him.

As I walked off, I turned around to take another good look at him. He was smokin'! I was looking forward to seeing him again.

Another thing I found out about him was he was 19. I was almost to my house, when the police had put up a road block on my street.

"Glad I don't drive." I told myself.

I chuckled, and walked past the road block, and unlocked my house. When I walked into the door, I kicked off my shoes and took off my dress.

Leaving my shoes where they were, I took my dress to the laundry. Tossing it into a basket, I grab myself some sweatpants and a T-shirt.

Throwing on my clothes I go to my room and end up falling asleep on my bed.

I wake up to the sound of police sirens outside my house. I slowly get out of bed, curiously, and wipe my sleep away.

I walk over to my window to look across the lot street. It was filled with red and blue lights flashing.

Curiously I slip on my shoes and walk outside. As I step out a officer notices me and approaches me.

"Excuse me, ma'am?" He asked.

"Huh? Yes?"

He reached into his jacket pocket, to pull out a picture.

"Have you seen this man around this area lately?" He asked.

My eyes went wide as he lifted the picture into my sights.

"No, not around here. Why?"

"He is in suspicion of murdering Kailah Stone." The officer said. "Do you know him?"

"Uh, not really, all I know is he is in the city clean up group with me." I said, truthfully.

With that, the officer turned away. I went back inside my house.

Did he really murder a young girl?