My Friend Lizzie

She was a normal girl. Young, new, fresh. English. A new dawn, a new day. But in this school, there was no new day. It was always the same. Well, until the queen bee is knocked from her throne and into a shallow grave. Fear stalks the students, and the shadow of a murderous hangs in the air like a lingering stench. Sin is in the air, blood seeps into the soil and the filthy aroma of treachery slithers through cracks in broken hearts. The bee must have been stung, but the real question is, who by?