Chapter 4 - Betrayal

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"Oh yes blood has been spilled by the finest of them....My Mother" Rïmäj successfully killed his Mother. "I wonder who's my next target..it maybe...YOU! I woke up screaming, I didn't think that was a dream but it was apparently. There was sweat dripping from my chin and I was breathing heavily."CYNTHIA ITS ALMOST TIME FOR SCHOOL HURRY" My Mom yells. "Oh crap" I said as I hopped out of bed to get ready. It's my first day at this school I really hope I like it....unlike some schools. "I hope you like it as well..." a voice said going pass my ear "W-who said that" I said as I slowly turned around. No one was there though, I was honestly confused but didn't question it. "CYNTHIA ARE YOU READY" My mom yells upstairs "IM COMING MOMMY" I responded to My mom. As I head down the stairs I noticed the news on "we're on the scene at the house of Jamir Carter and his mother has been killed, witnesses say that she committed suicide but a detective found a marking that was sighted at Jonathan Quintez before he suddenly was killed" omg that kids mother was killed, wow that's really crazy..I hope that kids ok. I got in the car for school and the school is huge, I never seen such an highschool, my school in New York isn't even this big. As I walked through the school I saw the kid named Jamir I went to talk to him "Hey are you Jamir" I said with a smile. All he did was stare at me like he liked me or something, I don't know what to do at the moment. " You are very beautiful, what is your name?" Jamir asked " my name is Cynthia, Cynthia Rhodes it's very nice to meet you" I responded with my hand out " can I hug you?" Jamir asked "sure I guess so...but I have a boyfriend " I said hoping not to hurt his feelings. Jamir starred at me for a good five minutes and said "nevermind". I felt so bad for the kid but I had to head to history class. I got into the classroom everyone starred at me especially...Jamir who I did not know that was in this class"you must be our new student, what is your name dear?" the history teacher ask "I'm Cynthia" I responded " I'm Mr. Logan, you can take a seat next to Mr.Carter" Mr.Logan responded back. Oh no I'm sitting next to Jamir I hope I can apologize. I sat down "hey Jamir I'm sorry bud" I whispered to him but he stayed silent. It was thirty minutes into the class I was getting tired and dozed off " so you think you can abandon me huh?" The voice asked me "Who said that?" I asked the voice in a very scarce tone " I think you know...Cynthia" the voice responded. I was still unsure until someone walked from the shadows " no not you" I said very scared to find out it was...Jamir "hello there my dear Cynthia, do you know I could kill you like the rest, first John then my mother now..." Jamir said as he held his knife up "You" Jamir said as he stabbed me. I popped back awake and turned around at Jamir "AND ITS RÏMÄJ" he yelled with glowing red X's for eyes...wait STOP NO..
To be continued...

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