Clues from the Past/An Ava Fitzgearld Mystery/Wattpad Original

The First Clue

12-4-28. Ava Fitzgearald knew her locker combination by heart. Of course she did, because it was May. May 7, to be exact. Aka, the last month of school. Ava popped open her locker, set her folders and notebooks on the floor, grabbed her backpack, and.............................

Wait. What was that hanging in the little holder on the side of her locker? Ava reached in and pulled the object out. It was a locket. Silver, and in the shape of a heart. Ava opened it up and found the locket empty. Strange. How did it get in her locker? And what was that slip of paper still in the holder? When Ava reached in and pulled it out, she discovered it was not a slip of paper, in fact, but a photo. In the photo were four girls. It was faded, but not too faded that Ava couldn't see who was in the photo.

" Hey, Ava, ready to go?" Ava's best friend, Hannah Stern, was waiting behind her. Her black hair was pulled in a high ponytail, and it bounced as she swayed on each feet. When Ava didn't respond, she said again, " Ava, ready to go?"  Her friend still didn't respond.

Hannah grabbed Ava's shoulder and pulled her back. " Ava!" 

That got her friends attention. " I'm sorry Hannah, it's just that," Ava reached up and rubbed her forehead. " Someone left this locket and a photo in my locker." She held out the two objects to Hannah. " Hmmm," Her friend muttered while she studied the locket and photo. " Well, I'm thinking the locket is vintage, and the photo is from the late 1900s. I'm thinking maybe 1970 to 1980."

Ava studied the photo, and then said," Wow. I would love to have something vintage. But who would give this to me?"

Hannah shrugged. " It's a mystery."

Ava's face lit up. " Hannah, your a genius! This is exactly what I need!" She grabbed the locket and photo from Hannah's hands, stuffed them both in her back pack, slammed her locker shut, then began running towards the front doors of the school. 

" Ava, wait up!" Hannah called as she ran after her friend. " And may I ask, where are we going?"

" C'mon, Hannah," Her friend called over her shoulder. " We've got a mystery to solve!"