FINDING S A R A H

Chapter 2

I was never really fond of Michael, he moved in last summer. When I was finishing up 8th grade. He as well goes to our high school, he's more of a loner. Some girls in my class would always talk about how he could be a serial killer one day, they aren't wrong. I walk up to his house and knock on the door. I heard his piano play in the living room, he opened the door and had an uninterested look on his face when he saw me.

"What, I can't be friendly?"

"Yeah, it's just it seems your mother put you up to it Phelps.What do you want, can't you see i'm busy with my piano."

" wow so cultured. What else do you play with, the satanic bible?"

"Oh ha ha, very funny Phelps."

"Come hang out with Sam and I, at the old trail."

"The one that girl went missing on?"

"Yes that one."

"Can I bring my ouija board?'

"I guess, whatever floats your boat."

"Wonderful, i'll go grab my boots and board."

What the hell is wrong with that guy? I don't understand him very well, he's not usually like this at school. He use to hang out with Sarah's sister, Viola. She not much into what he's into. I personally think she feels bad he's alone all the time at school.

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It took Michael and I about 10 minutes to get to the trail, I saw Sam waiting anxiously at the entrance of the trail. We all looked at the entrance, there was police caution tape around it. We didn't take caution at all, we just took off the tape and walked right on in. we began walking side by side in silence until Sam started talking.

"Hey, do you guys really believe Sarah is dead?"

"I don't really know Sam, maybe we will find her corpse. All fresh, maybe eaten up by maggots."

"Michael."

" Yes phelps?"

"Don't be such a tool okay."

"Come on im only playing around relax."

"Yeah, whatever just don't talk about sarah."

"What's wrong Phelps, got a little crush on her?"

"Don't...even start with that."

"OOoh someone's all defensive I see."

I stopped and clenched my fist, I death stared Michael. He felt my anger and turned around amused to see that I am angered. He put his bag down and approached me. He shoved me lightly, I was ready to punch him.

"What's wrong phelps, afraid your girl is dead in a ditch. I heard she's a first class whore."

"That's it you tool, you wanna fight. COME ON FIGHT ME, OR ARE YOU TO SCARED TO FIGHT SINCE YOUR SUCH A PUSSY."

"WHY YOU LITTLE..."

He threw a hard punch to my face, I fell at Sam's feet. I touched my face and I felt blood coming from my nose, I get up and tackle him to the ground. I punched him in the face three times, until he got a grip on me and threw me on the ground. Around his left eye was forming a black eye, we both stand up and stare each other down. We both look at Sam who looked anxious and scared, I sighed and purposely ran into Michael's shoulder, he's about the same height as me. Him and I became friends because we both got sent to the office for having a fight on campus. I liked his way of fighting since it was like mine, but he's still creepy as hell and I pretend we aren't friends, hell it even tricked my mom. I walk over to Sam to comfort him, of course Michael just sighs and pouts.

"You okay dude?"

"Yeah, just got a bit scared."

" Hah come on dude toughen up for a change."

"Um no, not my style to fight people."

I chuckled at his response, we realized Michael was gone. We looked around, he was nowhere to be seen. We yelled out his name no answer, where could that bastard be? Sam and I wandered around for a bit until we heard him call out to us. That was him, and he's yelling? Sam and I ran towards Michael's voice, we found him in the deeper part of the woods, we stood next to him and he was looking at something in the tree. I look up and realize, something was hanging in the tree. No..it can't be..Sarah?!