•Chapter Six•

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Chapter Six: Andy's P.O.V

I heard of what Jessie-Ann did to poor Faith. It's not fair that Faith is ridiculed for being a bit bigger. Jessie needs to be taught a lesson, she needs to learn not to threaten my friends like that. Honestly, she knows better than that.

I decided to sneak into Jessie's room and get some dirt on her. She must have a diary or phone, and I know she sleep in a room by herself. Tonight will be the perfect time to get some info on little Miss perfect.

I was making up a plan. How do I get into there? Front door? Surley not. The patrol officers who roam the halls at night will spot me. I have to enter through her window. While I was making my plan up, Faith herself calls me. She probably wants to spill to me about something I already know. I didn't answer her call, instead I let my awesome answering machine answer.

Dressed in black-clad uniform, I waited until 9 to leave my room. I was going to scale the wall to her window and then climb in. It seems so simple, anyone could do it.

I did it. I came up to her window, only to see it was already open. That was odd, the students aren't allowed to sleep with their windows closed. And Jessie is a rather paranoid girl when it comes to privacy. I shrugged it off quickly, though. Maybe her room was just warm.

Her carpet floor was welcoming as I jumped through her window. I let out a releived sigh when I realized I didn't wake her. I was pretty proud of myself, it was all going to plan until I head a "Hey, what's up?" from the room. This was done in a soft, female whisper, not to wake Jessie-Ann.

My head snapped to the voice to see a young girl with shortish red hair, early 20s. Her figure alone terrified me. "Who are you? W-what are you doing here?" I asked the girl.

She smirked, "I can ask you that too. But unlike me," She then pulled out a huge knife, "You'll answer the question."

A murderer. I came into the crosshairs of a murderer in Jessie-Ann's room. My body was frozen, tense, and numb from fear. She then proceeded to walk closer to me with the knife, "Hm?"

"My name is Andy. I-I hate this girl. I wanted some dirt on her to h-help a good friend of mine." I answered her.

"Is your friend a hit man?" She asked me. She must not know how much of an ass Jessie is.

"No. Jessie-Ann torments my friend everyday. I wanted to get her back for that." I explained calmly.

She sighed, "Get out of here kid."

I was hesitant, I already came this far... I have to get something on her.

"Look", she sighed again, "She'll be dead in three months. Use that against her; I don't care. Scram." She said slightly raising her voice, but sure to be careful about it.

I went out of the room as quickly as I could've...

Sorry Faith, but it'll be over soon.

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