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

7,Queen Of The Night.

"What's going on?", I nervously ask

"Yesterday I went to church right, and my mom couldn't come pick me up but Sophia and her dad were there so they offered to give me a lift", Ryder talked, "While we were driving there, Sophia's dad gets a phone call and... I'm pretty sure I wasn't supposed to hear this but, he said something about Kylie's autopsy being fake"

"What?", I gasp

"Well from what I could understand, he carried out the autopsy but whoever he was on the phone with paid him off to draft a fake one. I don't know why and I don't know what the real autopsy said or who was on the phone but...", a pause. "Now I think you might be right about what you said the other night"

"We need to find out the truth Ryder", I say, "soon"

The school bell rang just as Ryder and I were about to carry on the conversation, forcing us to head to our first classes of the so beginning dreaded day. At first I was happy to be leaving Echo Creek but after what I've just heard, I kind of would rather go back.

The classroom is so warm after the wintry chill outside when I walk in with my textbooks in my hand. I pause, suddenly feeling lighter. A smile spreads over my face like it belongs there as I spot the beautiful human being that is my boyfriend, Trip Tucker. I take my jacket off and place it on my chair,my cheeks fluffy and pink.

"Well look who's finally here", Trip smiles and pulls me into a tight bear hug, planting a kiss on my forehead.

My love for him never fades or withers, it only grows and becomes warmer. The taste of his lips never leaves me, it never disappears. His scent is my home and his arms are my heaven.

"Alright, alright. Get seated you two, unfortunately this is not a love making shack", our literature teacher says as she walks in

The class laughs at her comment, so does Trip and I, pulling away from each other and taking our seats.

I usually love Literature class but, there was too much going on in my mind at this point. Between trying to figure out why my dead sisters autopsy was forged and still resetting after being in Echo Creek, there was just no room left for me to focus on the parables of Shakespeare.

Trip sits down next to me and hands me a small folded piece of paper as our teacher writes on the big white board. I open up the paper and see the words, I missed you written down

I smile to myself and look at him before putting down my response, I missed you too my love, and sending the paper back to him. I watch him open it and write something down.

Once again he hands it to me, this time it wrote, I've missed you. go on a date with me tonight? Throw away the paper for no and burp for yes

An unexpectedly loud laugh escapes my lips and everyone's eyes shoot towards me.

"Miss Burklin! Is there something you would like to say to the class?", my teacher exclaims

"No. Sorry"

She rolls her eyes and continues writing, so does the rest of the class. I forcefully take in a gulp of air and burp quietly. Making Trip start to laugh under his breath, so do I.

***

School ends pretty quickly and I barely get the chance to see Ryder. We've always had all separate classes so we only ever saw each other after school. It worked for our relationship. We both need space from each other from time to time.

"How was class?", Ryder asks. She's standing at the front steps of the school with her backpack hanging on her shoulders

"To be honest, I have no idea", I laugh