Glamour. Jasmine Sawyer Files

It was another normal day at Cornerstone High School. Students filed into classes, talking, drinking lattes and texting. The cheerleaders were on the front steps of the school building, their skirts five inches shorter than everybody else and their blouses revealing teenage cleavage. It seemed very ordinary, but boy were they wrong.
Tinsley Truman, who was one of C.H.S’ popularly known cheerleaders, received a text from her boyfriend Thomas Angelo. She beamed at her Iphone and stood up.
“Where too?” asked Nadine Navarro, who also happened to be Tinsley’s best friend. She was gorgeous and was the object of every man’s wet dream.
“Thomas called me, time for a steamy make out session before classes” she replied with a wink.

It was such a surprise when it was later revealed that Tinsley never made it to the library to meet up with Thomas. Instead of going straight to meet up with her boyfriend, she decided to go to the gym.
Ten minutes later. Tinsley’s body was found naked on the cold tiles of the gym floor dead. Her doll like face looked stunned, her eyes opened in shock, little droplets of blood on her pink lips. It was ruled out a homicide. Somebody had murdered Tinsley Truman, and that little person was me.