Right or wrong?

Chapter 4

It's raining. And I'm walking to school. Without Tiffany. I was in a shell of my body, moving yet not feeling anything. As the rain pelted on my face, I remember the times when I danced in the rain with Tiffany. I remember how we got scolded but did not bother to go back into the house.

I pushed the memories to the back of my mind and walked into the school, trying to piece the bits of my life back together. People stared at me, mouth agape when I walked into the school. Based on the snippets of other people's conversations, I could tell that they were talking about Tiffany's death and I.

Ignoring them, I walked towards my locker. I stopped in my tracks when I saw Darsy, Carol and Diaspro leaning against my locker. If looks could kill, I would have died a thousand times. They were staring at me."It's all your fault!You killed Tiffany!I bet you were just jealous that Tiffany was successful and you're not."

To add  on to my sorrow, Darsy had to accuse me of something I already accused myself for. Gritting my teeth in anger, I chose to walk away and ignore the death glares they were giving me. I could hear their footsteps behind me and I immediately broke into a run.

History class. I immediately ran inside the class. Ms Shay was already taking the attendance. I rushed to my seat as I plonked down beside Carly. She looked at me, creading her eyebrows after spotting my drenched clothes. I was about to explain to her what happened;however,Ms Shay's voice cut in.

"Alyssa?" Miss Shay asked. She continued down the list of names and I noticed that she particularly skipped Tiffany's name.

When Miss Shay asked "Tobias?" the whole class erupted with questions. Obviously everyone noticed when one of the most popular girls went missing. All the murmurs were about one question: What happened to Tiffany?" "She kicked the bucket yeaterday," Miss Shay said sadly. Gasps aroused in the class.

Guess I could keep my mouth shut. The rest of the week passed very quickly with me just walking in and out of classes. I still could not get used to life without Tiffany.

Tiffany's death aroused suspicion that it was all my fault to everyone. I kept getting more hate from Darsy.

 The day of Tiffany's funeral came sooner than I had expected. Everyone was wearing black except me:  I was wearing dark green. 

Many of my schoolmates arrived at the funeral two hours earlier. I tried to speak to them but they acted like I was invisible and continued with their conversations.

The worst part came when I saw Carol,Diaspro and Darsy walk in. I had totally forgotten that they used to be Tiffany's best friends.

Trying my best to ignore them, I walked away. Fortunately, they ignored me too and the funeral started sooner than I had expected.

I watched Tiffany's body being brought away and I could not take it anymore. Not caring about anyone around me, I ran to the toilet.

I hid in the cubicle of the toilet repeating the same words:"It's all my fault"

Just then, I felt a strong wind blow against my face. The scent of cherry blossom hit me strongly. It was Tiffany's scent. Immediately, I got alerted.

"Pearlyn..." I heard a faint voice, Tiffany's voice.

"It's me, TIffany," she spoke again, her voice louder now. What was happening? Wasn't Tiffany dead? Then, how could she talk to me?

"Pearlyn... Listen to me... It's not your fault. In fact, it's my fault.I should have stood up for you. I never understood Darsy's evil schemes. Now, I'm going to make up for it. Listen to me. I have a plan. I'm going to help you get more popular. Remember, whenever you can smell my cherry blossom scent, I'm near,"she breathed.

"Tiffany? Is that really you?" I asked her with a panicked voice.

"Yes, but I have to go now," and with that, she vanished.

I was about to get out of the cubicle when I heard Darsy and her connies get into the restroom.

"OMG, do you know that Tiffany had sex with Harry before she died? And freaking JT asked me out!" Darsy gushed with excitement.

"What the eff? Pearlyn should have really died instead of Tiffany," Carol scofffed.

"I'm like so jealous and yea Carol has a point," Diaspro added. 

My heart sank. JT and Darsy? Maybe Darsy did it on purpose. I'm quite sure many people know I like JT now.

I was trying to keep as quiet as possible when my phone beeped. Shit.

"Who's there?" Carol asked angrily.

I gasped. Oh NO! I reluctantly opened the cubical door, cringing at the creaking sound the door made.

"What are you doing in the toilet?" Darsy asked, clenching her fists.

"Obviously doing my business," I said, sarcasm evident in my voice.

"You were eavesdropping on us, weren't you? YOU FAT IDIOT!"  Carol shrieked accusingly.\

Before I knew it, I was violently yanked against the wall. A powerful hand covered my mouth, almost gagging me. I tried to break free vigorously accidentally kicking Diaspro in the process.

"AAAAAAHHHH!!!" she shrieked in pain.

"Darsy?" I heard an angelic voice. JT. Immediately, Darsy released her grip on me. Tucking her hair behind her ear, she put on an innocent smile and sashayed towards JT.

Darsy pulled JT by his collar and kissed him. They melted into each other.Carol and Diaspro made gagging noises as I watched with envy. I imagined being in Darsy's position. JT pulled away and they walked clasping each other's  hand towards JT's car.

Ignoring all of them, I stepped out of the toilet.

"PEARLYN BLACKTHORN,GET YOUR ASS HERE!" Mother shouted. I knew I was in deep trouble. Trembling like a leaf, I walked towards Mother.

I could see her vein pop out of her neck. She started scolding me.

"You don't even have the respect to see your sister's body being burned. Who did you go with? You're grounded for three weeks,"Mother said, her eyes red from all the crying.

Great. My sister's dead. Darsy and JT are dating. And I'm grounded. How could my life get any worse?