Welcome my friends to another spell binding chapter of The Suicide Note! -kTe-
Rumors
The whole school was shocked, the star of the basketball team, was dead. He had committed suicide! Of all people Brady O' Connor committed suicide! And the rumor was he had that mark! The mark of the suicide note curse. It already was all over the school. Like some sort of wild fire or something. Jimmy didn't believe a word of it. They were speaking of ghosts and people actually coming back to get those who were mean to them.. Seriously? Who believed them? Well he sure didn't. He had always been a skeptic about rumors. Most of the time they were lies anyways. He remembered the time the rumor had sparked about him loving Cindy. That couldn't be more of a lie! Well okay.. He admitted to himself.. I do.. But they don't know that. He laughed and started to his first class. The girls were whispering all around him. It was like they were talking about him. They were talking about that girl. Sure enough even the teachers didn't acknowledge her being dead. Brady was being talked about more and she was just the blame. They only said.. ' the ghost of the suicide girl' they had like a minute of silence for Brady! And none for that poor girl! Jimmy sat astonished. Did no one have an interest in her?
The school bell rang and the class began. The girls were passing notes. Including Cindy, he wanted to take that stupid little note away from her and burn it. Even if that girl was dark, there was no reason to say that she was evil or whatever. He'd never believe that a person so could be so truthfully evil. He knew that there was some people who were, but something just didn't click in his head. Lwuckily they were discussing chemicals today. Since he loved talking about chemicals it could take his mind off of things. It's the only thing he could possibly understand in this world. He looked over at Sheen who was sitting across the row from him. He had a drawing on his book cover. It was a huge heart with the word " Libby" on it. He rolled his eyes. Man, he thought to himself, they are so PDA! Sheen looked at him as he heard his laughter. Jimmy just smiled and pretended he was laughing at something stupid he did. Libby was sitting right in front of Jimmy and most of the time, Sheen could be found staring at the back of her head. Jimmy also stared at the back of her head, desperately trying to figure out what on earth Sheen saw in Libby. But anyone would roll over dead in laughter if he told that he loved who did... Cindy Vortex. So many people would blackmail him. At least Sheen stands a chance. If you didn't know that Libby liked Sheen, either you were stupid or just dang blind.
" Jimmy? Are you with us today?" Mrs. Granite's voice called. He snapped from his thoughts.
" What was the question sorry, I just was having a moment.."
" What is the best solution to detect someone about to commit suicide?"
" What does that have to do with chemicals?"
" Wow you really haven't been listening have you? I changed the lesson plan, we are talking about the better solutions for suicide..."
" Oh, well then, probably if they talk about death, start giving away stuff, start talking about blood or whatever..."
" Correct... 10 points from you for not listening.." she scolded. He frowned.
" But 5 for getting right when you weren't!" She joyfully said. All of a sudden he was glad that he read that book about the girl who was so depressed after one of her friends committed suicide. That book put it all in black print. HOW TO DETECT SUICIDE THOUGHTS. He laughed. Thank you Mr. Hans! Mr. Hans was the local health teacher. And he made them read that on the section about a year ago on suicide. Jimmy stared at the teacher who was now grinning broadly. She handed out a pamphlet just like the one they got last year. Why did it matter now? It didn't matter before, when that poor girl died. He read the delicate pages which all sounded like never ending non -sense. He enclosed the paged pamphlet inside of his book and listened to the sound of the first bell sounding. Next class: Global History. He was sure there would be plenty of notes. So he went back to his locker, across the hall from what he had heard was the " Haunted" locker. He just scoffed at this idea. He hadn't heard anything unusual around those parts. And he was there almost 24/7. It was stupid how stupid people could be. Oh well , what could one boy do about it. He may have been a genius, but he couldn't work miracles. He couldn't change the school's perspective. Even if it wasn't his own. He had met a few so called " People" like Brea., and not all of them were suicidal and dark. They just liked black. He had to admit the " Devil Music" was a lil bit scary. But did anyone actually really know what was playing in her CD player? No one could possibly know that but her, because he was almost sure noone had ever asked her. No one could have the courage to ask her. There was no hope in this argument. He would just have to deal with it. He arrived in his Global Studies class and sat down. His hunch was confirmed when the teacher told them to get out there notes. He sighed and pulled out his notebook. He hated notes, but who didn't? His pencil made the marks and his eyes read the words on the overhead. But his mind was elsewhere. Today was just one of those days, that daydreaming could be accepted. Finally the notes ended and the teacher passed out a worksheet. Such fun he thought as he turned the pages of his Global book searching for answers to the worksheet. He worked endlessly, relentlessly. BRING!! The loud bell made him jump a little bit. He slammed his book shut. Off to English next, oh his favorite class. They were going to have to do a report on suicide or something like that he was sure. His hunch again was confirmed. He decided he was way to good at predicting what was going to happen.
The rest of the day passed, uneventfully, except people kept talking about Brady. And personally he resented them for doing it. They just couldn't shut up about it. He just laughed. Low, shallow people, there source of gossip is someone else's pain.. What a world. He grabbed his books and shoved them into his backpack. Today was Friday and it was the first official 'Football' game of the season. The Retroville Retro's would be playing the Tetra Tigers. They would lose for sure. Jimmy wasn't going to go..... until he finally got so bored he had to. He ran over to the field and as he passed the locker room he heard a loud scream. He hurried inside of the Boys Locker room. Sure enough the star football player, Henry McDonald was staring at his forearm in the mirror, he was as white as a ghost.
" WHAT THE HECK IS WRONG?" Jimmy asked a little bit unsure if he wanted to find out or not. Henry turned to face him and showed him the forearm he seemed so interested in. Sure enough. The mark was there. Jimmy touched his arm, and inspected the mark. It was like it had been burned into his arm. The heart with the black dagger with the word death in the middle. His heart skipped a beat. It was the truth! There was some sort of a curse. He looked into the star football players eyes which now showed very evident fear.
" I'm next aren't I?" Jimmy flinched at the question.
" Well according to the mark you are.. But keep an open mind.. It could be just a coincidence..." Jimmy said. He of course truly believed this statement. Until Henry eyes sort of glazed over and started screaming, "BREA!!!!! I'M COMING FOR YOU BREA!" and then his eyes slammed shut and Jimmy caught him just before he slammed into the ground. Jimmy slowly lowered him onto the floor. About three seconds later he woke up again, covered in a cold sweat. He stared into Jimmy's eyes.
" I saw her Jimmy.. I saw that girl!!"
" Brea?"
" Ya, the one who killed herself.. And she kept saying.. 'come with me, no one wants you there, come with me.." she kept repeating that...those eyes... they were black with a red fire...... her black hair was so scraggly, almost like a horror movie!!!!!!! Then I realized Jimmy, I AM NOT WANTED!"
Somehow or other the rumors were right. Some how or other this dead person was making people go insane!!!! And then they died! The rumors...
Rumors
were never right
until now.
