School Of The Unsolved

Make It Make Sense

Marc's best friend had been killed. I felt wrong for even calling him that but the truth was I hadn't known his name. Sure I had classes with him and sure I talked to him a few times but that was all. I didn't even know this boy and now he had been gone.

Everything just felt so wrong.

Nothing added up. Why him? It could have been everyone but why him? He was always nice. He never hurt anyone so why?

There was no answer to that question. That was my problem. I didn't even remember what happened last night how could I help them solve this. I truly couldn't do anything. No matter how bad I felt that wasn't going to change anything.

I just wanted to know the truth.

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"This doesn't make any sense," Blair said as she ran her hand through her hair for the hundredth time today.

All classes had been canceled and now we were just left with our thoughts. All we could do was try to put things together but that was pretty impossible when you couldn't even remember what events occurred the night before.

In all honesty, things weren't looking too good for him. No evidence. Nothing. Whoever had done it had done an amazing job at it. Police had flooded the halls trying to find everything. Why hadn't we just been let home? There was no reason for hundreds of students to be on a crime scene. Somebody was literally murdered.

Nothing made sense.

I still felt like I had to know something. There was a reason why I didn't remember. It had to be all connected. There was no way it couldn't have. It was impossible. I had no recollection of the night that somebody had been murdered. That was no coincidence.

Both Blair and Dean had both looked stressed. The whole situation was stressful. I had no clue how they even managed to be in the same room together but I guess the shock was enough to beat their feelings. I had somewhat felt like they both knew something. Something they didn't want to say. That was the reason the put up with each other.

" I hadn't had this feeling since the hotel" Dean said to Blair quietly. I knew they couldn't stand each other but they both knew something. They both went through something. There was no hiding that.

Blair laughed. She always laughed. I was starting to believe that laughing was a coping mechanism for her.

"Normally when I hear the word hotel I spaz but now it's not like that. Something in the air changed" Blair said as she continued to laugh.

Now I had been more confused. I had known nothing about a hotel or it's relevance to this situation and the truth was I didn't want to know.

" I don't think it's connected. Trust me if it was we wouldn't instantly know." Dean said. Finally, someone who was being logical. I hadn't known what he meant but I knew he was right.

Blair nodded her head slowly and unconvincingly. I knew she didn't believe them. The door suddenly shot open.

The assistant principal rushed In quickly motioning both me and Blair to follow her. I turned to Blair who had looked more than confused at this point. first, somebody had just died and now we were getting in trouble for no reason. I shook my head but began to grab my stuff. I wasn't going to argue. I'm pretty sure the school had enough to deal with. Especially since one of there students just got murdered.

Blair followed behind as we walked to the office. It seemed like she wanted to keep a distance from everybody.

The woman didn't talk to us or even decide to key us know exactly what was happening. All she did was walk beside us. It had actually annoyed me quite a bit. I found it rather unnecessary to not tell us what we were getting in trouble for. If a student hadn't just gotten murdered I might be confronted get about it but sadly that wasn't the case.

My mind began to go places. questions began to flood my mind. What if I did have something to do about it? Would I go to jail? Would everyone hate me? Why would I even do that? Or maybe Blair did it. Maybe she was trying to pin it on me. But why would she do that? Maybe Blair and I worked together in crime and we had both be the murders in this case.

All of it seemed pretty unlikely. I had faith in myself. I was pretty sure I had nothing to do with this. At least that's what I wanted. Looked over to Blair who didn't seem very worried.

That was all I needed to have faith in myself. I had nothing to do with it.

We finally reached the office and by this point, I was convinced we were just there for questioning. The vice president could have also just liked us I didn't know. But I didn't know things weren't going to be as bad as I initially thought.

We both took a seat and waited for the words that we had been on edge to hear. The woman just sighed as she took out a clipboard.

"just be honest you two. What do you know?" said the woman as she looked over her notes. I looked at her in confusion. I literally knew absolutely nothing and if course the woman just assumed I did.

All I wanted was to go home. I had a bad reputation. The vice-principal thinks I know something about a murder and my family was falling apart. How could things get any worse?

"look I don't know why you would think we had anything to do with this," I said as my eyebrows furrowed. I really had no clue. I stared at the woman waiting for an answer. She had to have a reason.

"well you two were the last thing the cameras caught before they shut down"