The goody-goody
We all have that goody-goody in the class. We all hate them.
We're in some boring class. That no one remembers when they leave, but Anne keeps raising her hand for everything.
It's starting to piss me off.
After class is over, I see Anne in the hallway.
"Hey, Anne."
"Hey, Eliza. What can I help you with?"
Do I look like I need help bitch?
"Oh, I don't need help. I thought you looked lonely so I came to walk with you."
I smile sweetly at her.
"Oh," she says with a shocked tone.
We continue to walk. I see the people who are repairing the ceiling and I take my chance and push the ladder on top of her, knocking her unconscious.
I get the paintbrush and tear the brush part off and get a point. I make a really sharp point and I repeatedly stab her.
It's easy to kill her. While everyone is trying to get to class nobody seems to see the girl getting killed in the middle of the hallway. That was my chance. I got it. I killed her. She's dead now. I take the evidence and get my fingerprints off it. It's gone now.
The blood. The paint brush. All of it's gone. You might be wondering why I'm not caught being caught. For one, the school doesn't have cameras. Two, they aren't looking for Mark's killer because that was announced an accident that could rarely happen. But sometimes, rarely happen does happen.
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