Killing For Love

Chapter 2

Dean POV

I walk away from the strange girl, hearing her stuttering something at me. I don't pay any attention to it, but I can't keep the smirk off my lips. Yes, she's odd, but she's also funny and very pretty. It then strikes me that I've forgotten to ask her name.

"Oh well, I'll find it out soon enough." I think to myself, feeling my curiosity grow.

It's been a while since I've had this feeling about a girl. It's been months since I broke up with my latest girlfriend, and for a while I thought I am never going to find another one. Now, I feel my hopes rising again.

"I wonder...."

Megan POV

I resume my walk to school, although the only thing on my mind right now is that mysterious boy. Who is he? Why haven't I seen him before? He looks to be about my age, but maybe he is older? Maybe he is a college student?

The last few minutes of my walk pass by in a blur, and before I know it, I'm at the front doors to my school. I walk inside, and make my way over to my designated spot with my friends.

As I approach my small group of four (counting me), I notice they all seem super excited about something.

Julia then glances back, and sees me walking towards them.

"Megan!" She calls brightly, as I join her, Danyelle and Danyelle's boyfriend, Damian.

Julia has long dark brown hair that's almost black, with brown eyes, and slightly tanned skin, as if she recently went to the beach. Danyelle is a short girl with very long brown hair that nearly goes down to her hips. Damian is about the same height as Danyelle, maybe a little taller, with black hair. All in all, we're a pretty ordinary looking group, but we all have strange personalities and weird habits. Basically, we're the unpopular kids of the school hierarchy. The last on the high school totem pole, well, maybe next to the chess club or math nerds.

So, as you could probably guess, the jocks run the school. Along with the slutty cheerleaders, in which half of them get pregnant by the end of grade twelve. This is why I'm glad I'm unpopular. I don't have to worry about my rank or popularity status. I don't have to do drugs to impress my so called 'friends', and I also don't have to worry about pleasing some arrogant jock dickprick who only ever wants to have sex.

"Soooo?" Julia says slowly, giving me an expecting look.

I have no idea what she's trying to get at, so I just stare at her blankly. "So what?" I ask.

"Don't you remember what I texted you about this morning? About the new kid? Dean Stevens? Ring any bells?" Julia says, as if it is the most obvious thing on the planet.

"What about him?" I ask, thoroughly mystified as to what the apparent earth shattering importance this new human brings.

"Well, for one thing, he's new. And he's apparently super hot!" Julia says, grinning like an idiot.

This is Julia's main problem. You see, where some people are addicted to cocaine or nicotine, Julia is addicted to boys. The opposite sex is like her own personal stash of all the drugs in the world. Unfortunately, she is a total play girl and can only last in a relationship for a month tops before she gets bored, breaks up with the guy, and hunts down another one. There's no way in hell that she won't try to get with Dean, if he's so apparently hot that is. Honestly, it's a wonder she's still a virgin.

"I heard he's a murderer, and has already killed, like, five people!"

Ah, Danyelle, the girl who knows way too much about everyone else. Or, at least pretends to know everything, so she can spread rumours and let the chaos unfold before her.