Smile. A novel of the smiling murderer

Class report

The scrape of marker on the whiteboard was exhausting. The jungle called "Blacksmith high" was mainly filled with stuck-up rich dudes and hipsters. I was the only one with the decency to wear jeans and a T-shirt, while the other girls wore skimpy-shorts and shirts that can easily be a bra. My name is Jessica, but I go as Jess.

The teacher finished writing a list of students in a weird order. "OK, I hope you all have finished your reports. The most horrible people to walk the earth. And we are going in alphabetical order" the teacher said, rehearsed.

The "most likely to get a DUI" looked surprisingly at the teacher. "We had a report"?

"Yes, Stan", She sighed. "And I hope Alex made his".

The local nerd, Alex, stood up. "I do".

"Well, come to the front and share".

He shuffled to the front, turned to face the history class, and began.

"While most of you are going to make a report about the obvious tyrants. Adolf Hitler. Bin Laden. Caligula. But my report is about a more...Local figure".

"He lived here five years ago, And even went to the middle school here in town. Jeffrey Woods" He shifted his weight to his right.

"He was just a normal kid before a group of bullies caused an accident, Covering him in alcohol and bleach, then lit on fire".

The guys just shook their heads and laughed, while the girls gasped.

Alex started again.

"He was in the hospital for a week, and when they removed his facial bandages, he just kept laughing. But when he got home, He carved a long smile into his cheeks, and his eyelids where burned off".

Everyone flinched, including me.

"He killed his mother and father, Slicing their bodies with a large kitchen knife, gutting them like fish" he said vividly.

"Alex! we asked for a historic report, not a horror story" the teacher snapped. Alex continued anyway.

"He also attacked his own brother, killing him as well. No one has found Jeffrey since, and more murders has happened since th-"

"Alex. You better have some historic evidence that this even happened, or you failed this report"!

Alex pulled a newspaper from his back pocket, and gave it to the teacher.

She read it for a minute, than gave it back to him.

"Ok, so Brandon, share your report now".