A/N Hi guys. i know I said that I wanted to post my other season 4 fanfic first but this story has gave me more ideas than any of my other story's combined. Warning: There will be character death, alchohal abuse, drug abuse, prositution, girl on girl, smut, cutting, and mentions of eating disorders so if you have a problem with any of that, and this is my only warning, please find another fanfic. I killed off my OC in the first chapter (originally I was going to kill Lindsay but that would be horrible right) I hope those who stick to the end will enjoy. Thanks for reading. Love you guys. Bye (also I am using dead Macy as my narrator so the I means..well her)

This isn't what I had dreamed of dying. I have always thought that I would die when I was 70 or 80 and had lived a long and happy life. Not being killed on Acorn street at the age of 16. As I lay on my cloud in heaven, I still don't know who killed me. Everyone I know is a suspect. I'm sorry, let me tell you exactly what happened:

The day started out the same way anyday would. I got up and got in my cheerios outfit, ready for the day. I was the head cheerleader, the most popular girl, and the reason why glee club became great again. If I hadn't joined, then glee club wouldn't have won Nationals last year. I was the lead vocalist, my voice like honey. Everyone loved me there, except for my biggest competion, Lindsay Pearce. She was just jealous that I was the lead and was dating the hottest guy in the school. Oh Damian.. how he would make my heart melt. He was the perfect guy through and through, no exceptions.

After a breakfast of a banana and a protein shake (I was always the one that stayed thin by dieting) I drove to school in my Mercedes. I parked and headed in, quickly catching up to my best friends, Marissa and Emily. We were the girls that every guy wanted to sleep with and every girl wanted to be. Luckily for us, we didn't have to subside to those geeky guys drooling over us. We had the best guys in school wrapped around our ring fingers. While I had Damian, Emily had Bryce, who was the school's most popular person, besides me,and Marissa had Samuel, who was the school bad boy that every girl swooned over. As HBIC, I made sure every person was in there place, simple as that, but I made sure that no slushie lay a finger on me or any of the glee kids.

After a day of classes, most notably with psychopath Mr. Hopper, and a little make-out session in the janitors closet with Damian, glee club came faster than expected. Because of me, we have at least 25 people, 26 with , in that choir room. That weeks assignment was Goodbye, something I should of taken notice to, and everyone had to take part.

The line-up for today's performances were Ellis, Cameron, Bryce, McKynleigh, and me. Everyone else went by in a flash, but at I knew when I sang, it was a habit. I sang my heart out to "What Hurts the Most" by Rascal Flatts, which lead to my first and final standing O from everyone, minus Lindsay.

Glee club ended, and me and Damian headed for his house. That afternoon with him was pure heaven, even though I now know what living in pure heaven is like. I wasn't a virgin then, but maybe sleeping with a drunken Bryce could be left as skip. Afterwards, I made the stupid mistake of leaving, not in my car or in Damian's, but just walking home. I tredded along the pavement, the air buzzing around me, humming my favorite song "Love is a Battlefield" under my breath. I turned onto Acorn street, just a block from my house, and that's when my life ended.

The last thing I saw was a person, covered form head to toe in black, shooting me. I fell limply to the ground as my eyes flickered shut. My breath hitched, blood dripping from my mouth and breast, where the killer shot me. I took one last breath and I died instantly. I was welcomed to heaven, event though I swore I was going to hell, and watched from my cloud the action that took place. I watched paramedics pull a body bag over my limp stature and pull me into the ambulance. My parents and the glee club, along with Mr. Schu and Coach Sylvester, had arrived.

I saw Marissa and Emily crying into their boyfriends chest, Samuel stroking Marissa's hair and Bryce murmering comforting words into Emily's ear. McKynleigh, Hannah, Ellis, and Cameron, who I had tormented over the years, sat in Hannah's car, trying to hold back tears. Alex watched my body being towed away, and before they closed the doors, he put the scarf he was wearing, his favorite scarf, right where my still heart should be. Coach Sylvester looked miserable, so miserable that she actually let Mr. Schu comfort her. Matheus stood absently with a emotional Lindsay, watching the paramedics annouce me dead. My parents were in tears, not even god could help them now.

But the only one I tried to stay focused on was Damain. Before the body bag was layed on me, he put a small daisy, the one I had pointed out earlier at his house, into my limp hand. After that he ran home, and I watched as he ran into his room and burst into tears. It broke my heart to see him like this, so broken and emotional. He noticed the bag I had left in his room, and pulled out my sketchbook. He flipped through the pages and found the only photograph to lay foot in my book. It was of me and him, sitting on a bench in Miami, watching the sunset, his arm around my shoulders. Damian sat the picture in his absent frame and mouthed the words I love you to it.

A week went by, my funeral took place, all the kids made a shrine in my honour, and the cops tried to find my killer. They know who is and who isn't a suspect. The only people they have choosen are the glee kids, the 12 that came to the scene of the crime. I don't know who it is, but what I learned after that week shocked me. I thought many people were sweet and innocent, but none of them are. To find a killer, you must know everyone, inside and out. The glee kids may seemed so clean cut, but I have learned different.

My name is Macy Elizabeth Brown. On September 14th 2011, I was shot and murdered. And the only thing I know is, everyone has a dirty little secret.

A/N So that's chapter 1. I hope you liked it. Alert, favorite, read my other storys, and review. Thanks for reading Love you Bye

UndercoverGleek ;)