In an Elite, private School filled with sex, drugs and corruption, the most popular girl, Megan Ryan mysteriously vanishes. In a turn of interesting revelations, it is found out that the troublemaker, the player, the rich boy, the slut, the church g...
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'All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given us." It's a peculiar thing isn't it, the idea that the only thing we have control in our entire lives is the choice of what we do with the time that is given to us. We can't control an outcome, we cant rewind. Nothing. Within St. Peter's the most infamous and elite private school within England some, like Harry Styles chose to snort cocaine before fucking an oblivious 'ditzee' in the room of a random strangers house. Others, like Danny chose to idolize a person who is the ideal image of beauty whilst she stares longingly at his best friend and his innocent church girl best friend foolishly writes 'Danny + Lennon' in the corner of her notepad like a 10 year old. And some, like Megan Ryan choose to participate in scandalous affairs and pornography. That is before of course she was announced missing and presumed to be dead six days ago.
Shelby Wilson twirled her long, blonde hair on her perfectly manicured fingers as she stared at her best friends "missing" poster. She had taken a break from hanging out with her normal group of cheerleading friends. She had painted her fingers black, it seemed to appropriately fit with the current situation, emphasizing the gloomy atmosphere. The picture portrayed Megan's crystal blue eyes and a smile which deceived so many people. It baffled Shelby as to why when anyone was missing they used a picture that presented the person at their happiest as appose to their actual self, was it made so that people felt more sympathetic? One thing is for certain, not a lot of people at St. Peter's felt that way about Megan's disappearance, relived would be a more suitable adjective.
She could not bring herself to cry. In fact, she had not cried once since discovering Megan's disappearance. Why? Perhaps it was because she no longer had to take bitchy insults from the female, maybe it was because she no longer had to lie for her. Megan wasn't the perfect girl with the perfect family and boyfriend, she was far from perfect. Regardless of what it was, she was compelled numb.
"Ky, she's by herself again, maybe I should go up and talk to her" Danny said, letting his blue eyes wonder over Shelby's long tanned legs which were on full display thanks to her black skirt she had rolled up.
"Oh for fuck sake man, can you just stop trying to fuck her for 5 minutes, she ain't worth it. Plus I've already told you this, you gotta make it seem like you're not interested" Kyle said whilst still fixing his brown hair in the mirror of his locker.
"Yeh because being a dick to her in a time when her best mate has gone AWOL is really the way to go isn't it" Danny said, still looking longingly at Shelby.
"Its better than whatever bullshit your doing now besides, if you're still that desperate just ask Harry for the ins and outs, he's been there more times than hot dinners" Kyle Said.
Danny's eyes filled with anger and sadness just as Harry walked too them.
"Can't really remember it to be honest" he said in his groggy voice whilst letting his ring covered finger pinch the bridge of his nose several times. Indicating that he that probably already snorted at least 2 lines before coming in.
