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Five minutes. Five more minutes until The Class would finish and every Student would Head home and start their Holidays. They all had gotten their testimony already. Emma wasn't even that bad. It's almost all been C's except Physics and Chemistry, there it was an E. It probably would get her into that new School, but, Emma had other plans. She watched for the last time as Miss Mills moved through the Class as if she was as light as a feather. She was styled as Beautiful as ever: Black Stilettos And Some tight Black Jeans, a cute pink top and her hair falling down freely in those beautiful dark brown locks. She wore a little bit of make up, yet not too much. Emma couldn't help but stare at her-and she didn't care or try to hide it anymore. She was going to die so it all didn't matter anymore anyway. The Class ended and the Students started hugging each other's, a few started crying. Nobody went to Emma...nobody talked to her...nobody said goodbye...it hurt, but Emma was used to it, so she told herself at least-so she wouldn't feel that hurt. The Class was getting empty so just Miss Mills, Emma and three other students were left inside. Emma packed her things extra slow, Miss Mills still had to turn off the Computer and pack her stuff so she would have to stay after a few more minutes as well, The three other students finally seemed to leave. "Have a Nice Holiday, Emma, are you going to stay at the School?", Miss Mills asked as she packed the last things into her Bag, just like Emma. Thankfully the other had left so they were alone in the Class again. It wasn't an unusual Question, given some of Emma's Classmates were about to visit a different School for the Next Year, the last year. "Um....Thanks....no, I'll go visit a different one for the next year actually...", Emma Replied as her eyes Met Miss Mills' brown ones for a second before she looked back down at her packed bag so she wouldn't cry, knowing it all was about to end. She doesn't really care. It's small talk, don't imagine anything. The Voice in her head said and Emma listened again. Of course she did. "Oh that's a shame. You were a really good student. I hope you'll like the new School and that it will be nice there.", Miss Mills Replied with a Small smile before went to leave the Room. "I actually have to tell you something before...show you...tell...um..I'm not really sure.", Emma stuttered as she took her Bag and quickly moved in front of the Brunette that reached the door already. "Yeah, Of course, What do you need?", The Brunette asked while Emma carefully closed the Door behind her. 'Now or never', Emma Thought before she quickly grabbed hold of the Brunette and pulled her close so their Lips would touch. One Of Emma's Hands was at the back of her Teachers Head while her other one rested at her waist to hold her close while her Lips would crash against her Teachers softer ones. "I-I'm sorry. I had to, I-I couldn't hold it. I'm sorry.", Emma quickly stuttered as she pulled away before she ran out of the Room, not leaving the Brunette a single Word to say. She didn't kiss back. I hope you've learned your Lesson now. Nobody truly likes you. You can't even love. You're just some piece of shit that doesn't deserve live or to love. The Voice in her head whispered and she listened again before thick Tears ran down her Cheeks. She wouldn't regret what she was about to do, that much she knew. There was no use for her anymore. So there she sat, at the edge of the top of the Castle. Once again she looked at the picture of Miss Mills, once again she let the tears fall down. 'Maybe she will come to save me? Maybe she will stop me in the last minute?', Emma Thought. But she waited and waited and nothing happened. Not much time has gone Thought. It surely wasn't even half an hour since the Castle was close to the school. Anyway, Nobody came. How would the Brunette Teacher know about where Emma was anyway, yet the Blonde secretly hoped she would show up. She didn't. Why would she? Screw it. Emma Thought And jumped. She closed her eyes as she felt the Air surrounding her, then, it became dark.
AN//Any Opinions? What ya think is gonna happen?End of the Story? Dead Girl POV? Survived? Injured forever? Any Other Ideas?🥴
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