Introduction:

"When was the last time you saw her?" The police officer who was sitting in front of me asked, staring a cold stare right in my direction. I kept my eyes on his silver desk. I didn't know what to say. That night was a blur. I couldn't remember what had happened. All I knew was my best friend went out for a jog and she was missing the next day. By the next week, she was found dead. "Miss West." I heard him speak again. I forgot he was there.

"That night." I replied, my voice raspy.

"What was the last thing she said?" He asked.

"I'm going for a jog." I answered. My eyes never strayed from the desk. I could hear Officer Jones lean back in his chair as he sighed.

"You're excused." He said. I got up and walked out of the room. I walked through the halls of the police station with my arms crossed, my hair covering my face, my lips dry, and my eyes as cold as the blood who killed Caterina Valentine.

Chapter One:

The world was cruel. So cruel that someone would take a young girl's life. It hurt to know that this is what the world had come to. Ever since I had found out she was murdered, I was a mess. I never bothered stepping out of my room unless one of my parents or one of my friends made me go somewhere. I had lost the girl who had kept me sane when Beck and I broke up. I had lost the girl who always brought joy to everyone, even me on my darkest days.

I stayed under my blankets, covered from head to toe, shaking from terror underneath. Sometimes, I would even tell myself this was all a nightmare, but I lied to myself. Even if I got hungry or thirsty or if I got bored, I would peep my head out of my blankets and tell my little brother, who was down the hall from me, to get me something. He would always obey, because even if I was broken, he was still deathly afraid of me.

It was a Monday morning when my mother gently came into my room and sat on my bed beside me. "What?" I asked coldly.

"Time for school." She said, her voice warm and gentle. I removed the covers from over my head and I glared at her.

"Do I have to go?" I asked, hoping to God she would say no.

"Yes." She replied. My heart dropped.

"But, it's going to be so different." I complained.

"Well, you'll see all your other friends." She said, getting off my bed and walking out of my room. I lazily got out of my bed and walked to my bathroom down the hall, next to my brother's room. I slipped out of my clothes and I got in the shower and let the water soak into my skin and hair before washing myself.

I grabbed my Gears of War bag and keys and I hastily walked to the door. "Well you look good for you first day back." My mom said, trying to get my mind off of Cat. She was all that was on my mind. I got in my car and started it. I backed out of my driveway and began to drive towards Hollywood Arts. I didn't know how this day was going to turn out, but I knew it wasn't going to be a good day.

Once I got the school, I walked straight to my improv class where Robbie, Rex, Beck, Tori, and Andre stood in the room, waiting patiently for Sikowitz. As soon as the door clicked shut, all their eyes were on me. Tori gasped. Andre and Robbie looked away. Beck walked up to me.

"What's going on?" I asked.

"We all know what happened that night." He whispered.

"Tell me." I ordered.

"We all know."

"Well, tell me."

"We all know what you did." I looked at him. What I did? What did he mean?

"What?"

"We know what you did that night."

"The night Cat died?" I asked. It sent shivers down my back, but I tried my best to hide it.

"Yes. We know what you did. We all did. It's not a secret anymore."

"Okay, what did I do? And what's not a secret anymore?" I asked getting agitated. Beck exchanged looks with everyone behind him then he looked at me.

"We know you- you-" He couldn't seem to get it out.

"I what?" I asked, trying to help him get it out.

"We know you killed Cat that night."