Kylie Burklin's Killer [1st Draft: UNEDITED]

6,Teenage Fever.

"I've been looking for you", the person slurred. It wasn't anyone I know, but I'm assuming Kylie did.

She grabs me into her arms and forcefully hugs me before I could speak. She was pretty, not too pretty and also drunk. Very drunk. The smell of vodka stung immediately it hit my nose and I start to cough.

I wiggle my way out of the hug. "I'm not Kylie. Sorry, I'm her sister Kelsie"

"We need to go now. Before we run out of time", she continues

"You didn't hear about what happened to her, did you?"

"I know it's you Kylie", she laughs drunkenly, whispering to herself. "Don't worry. I won't tell him that you're here"

"Tell who?", I ask. "Who are you?"

"Maya May!", a voice called out, "what the hell are you doing here? Drunk! Maya May, you will be the death of your poor old grandma!"

"Oh, I'm so sorry for her behaviour. She's just mourning your sisters loss alot differently."

"No, it's fine", I smile lightly

"I promise this will never repeat itself my dear"

I watch the stranger walk away with whoever I'm guessing was her grandmother. Leaving me confused. More than before atleast. Maya May. I remember that name from Kylie's diary. Maybe she knows more about Kylie's death than anyone will give her credit for.

"Hey? Are you okay? I saw what happened", Kiara rushes up to me

"Yeah. I'm fine", I shrug, still looking at Maya being dragged out by her grandmother

"Uh...Did she know Kylie?"

"Yeah. They were practically best friends", she says, "I could introduce you if you want"

I nod.

"Well, mom's already paying. Do you wanna stick around with me abit longer? Or go with my mom?"

"What're you staying for?"

"A few of my friends are picking me up. We're going to some bonfire thing in about an hour"

I pinch my lower lip in between my teeth and take a breath. This is exactly the type of experience Miss Nadia would force me to jump on. "I guess I could stay with you"

Her face lit up. "Awesome. I'll go tell mom"

***

It had been almost 30 minutes since Kiara's mom left her and I behind at the mall. We sat outside the front entrance, waiting for Kiara's friends to show up. I was pretty anxious if I'm being honest. The thought of hanging out with a bunch of kids who don't know me at all is kind of scary.

When the car finally pulls up, Kiara gets up and runs towards it. I walk timidly behind her, catching up.

"Hey y'all", Kiara smiles. There was three people total in the car. Two in the front and one in the back.

"Uh...this is my sister Kelsie.", she starts

"Half sister", I correct

"Right. Sorry", she continues. "This is my half sister Kelsie. Uh, Kelsie, that's Ashley, her boyfriend Cameron and in the back is Rachael"

"Hey", I faked a smile. So did they.

Ashley was sitting in the front passenger seat with so much soft leather around her. Her boyfriend Cameron looked far too unsober to be driving but, who am I to say anything?

I followed Kiara into the back of the car and crossed my arms. Trying not to get in the way of their banter.

Cameron drove like he could barely hear the 389 horsepower, 6-liter engine. If it wasn't already obvious, I know a few things about cars. One hundred thousand pounds worth of German engineering. This was a car that sneered at speed limits.