Sugar Coated

    To Charlotte, Trent was perfect. Perfect in every way imaginable. From the first moment she laid eyes on him, she knew he was the one. The first boy she would ever kill.

    He was a very handsome guy, with his chocolate-colored hair and bright, blue eyes. He was also a bit of a flirt with the majority of the girls he interacted with, as well as a hopeless romantic. He was putty in any girl’s hands. Trent’s schedule was never the same and usually changed on a moments notice. Half the time, he forgot to tell the people of the change at all. He was not particularly strong, either. There was no one better to act as her first kill--easily manipulated, unreliable, and weak.  Yes, she thought, perfect for my first time.

    Charlotte was currently a college student, but she lived off-campus. She had a lot of sweets that she had home-baked. She figured that cupcakes would be best for this job, as she could bake multiple at a time and change the amount of sedative baked into each one as a trial run for how much she would need for when she had this thing down. Sedative was surprisingly easy to come by, as it’s sold on almost every site for horse goods and supplies. When ordering things online, she used a fake account and had them shipped to her next-door neighbor, who is almost never home. As for a credit card, she had gotten one of her friends drunk before convincing them to tell her their number. She made sure they didn’t remember it the next morning.

    That day, when Charlotte got home, she immediately began planning. Soon, the real fun would begin…
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    The next day, Charlotte was waiting at the school’s main entrance. Trent was usually the last one to leave since he hung around awhile for various reasons. She had overheard from one of his conversations that today he was going to smoke, something he had recently gotten into. Whether he was actually doing that was a mystery.

    After a couple minutes, she saw him round the corner and waved. He, being the flirt that he is, winked at her, and she faked a blush. Once he got over to where she was standing, he stopped beside her.

    “S’up, hot stuff.” he opened with, acting cool and looking down at her.

    “Oh, um hi. I-I was wondering if you wanted a cupcake? I baked it just for you…” she replied, feigning a shy innocence.

    “Sure, I love sweets.” he replied, “Where is it?”

    “I couldn’t carry it around with me, so left it in the old cooking lab. That way, no one would take it.”

    He gave another smile and replied, “Smart girl.”

    The college was a lot older than you would think at first glance. Everything was new and was either replaced, repainted, or repolished recently. One part, though, never changed. One of the older buildings they never bothered to get rid of. They kept the outside of the building looking fresh, but over the double doors were feet of yellow caution tape. It was smaller than the main building, but still large enough to hold four or five small classrooms. It used to be used for some extra classes such as cooking, drama, or business. Most importantly, though, it was left out when the school adopted the use of Cameras.

    Charlotte got Trent to follow her to the door, before she carefully opened it with a gloved hand and stepped around the bright yellow tape, motioning for him to do the same. Once they were both in, she shut the door behind them with as little sound as possible.