The Discovery

(APOV)

I finally did it.

I enrolled in school and now I'll see her. I know her, she used to know me. Her name was Ariel and she lived in France until she was killed. No one knows who killed her. I came to see her to hope she'll remember. Was she strangled? Poisoned? I need to know. I loved her. I love her. But can I be with her without revealing who I am?

I see her. All I want to do is just walk up to her but I just can't do it. I can't stand for her to not remember me. And that's when she laughs; I remember her ringing glamorous laugh. Just as I'm about to walk up to her and say something they all walk away, the bell has just rung. While her and her friends left all I could do was stand there and remember. The day before she was killed, the last time I saw her I was late for school. Her and her three closes friends Tiffany, Jane, and Cora were sitting together and laughing. Ariel with her soft brown hair a lighter color than now, bright blue eyes, and skin just as it is today, a soft tone, was laughing but not like she usually did. She seemed worried, scared that day, looking around all the time like she knew someone was after her. You could tell she hadn't slept in days. Not because she had bags under her eyes but because her hair wasn't perfectly shiny as always, and her posture wasn't strait as a board. Little things people wouldn't notice but if you really knew Ariel you knew something was going on. I knew something was going on. We never talked at school but we we're more in love then anyone had ever seen. Or would have ever seen. I wasn't the lamest boy in the class but also wasn't the best and there always was time for me to doubt myself. But when Ariel had picked me, I knew I was more then some guy. I changed my clothes, my look, my image. And I still wasn't good enough to be with her around school. I never went to school that day but I did see her leave.

By the time I snapped out of my trance I saw her. Some guy was carrying her to his car and she was trying to fight him off, he enjoyed it, her personal suffering. She had a look of fear and hate on her face. Was that what she looked like the day she was killed? Is he going to kill her? What will happen if I try and stop it. I don't know but no matter how hard I try I can't bring myself to move. A strong since of hate and regret washes over me. I saw her leave that day just like I see her being take

(A/n: long chapter since the last one was soooo tiny)

The Thought

Just as I guessed.

Right as I walk into the school still extremely distraught about what just happened in the parking lot everyone turns their heads at the new kid. It's nothing new it always happens, even when I was new in France. Everyone turned their head other then Ariel and her followers. That made me want her, and want her badly. I kept moving on as her friend Cora kept saying that I looked at her and how she should totally go for me. I knew she wouldn't, only every girl in school I didn't want would. I start walking towards her and she glanced at me. She looked quickly her soft colored cheeks flushing and then she walked away. I guess that's how it started. But today there was no Ariel there were only her friends hanging around right after first period looking for her, their leader. Of course today is just like the first with all of the staring making it all the more easy for me to talk to her friends. They all just stare at me Eva had the same look on her face that she did the first day. Completely star struck. All that I wanted to do was to find out where Laurie was and what happened to her. Did they know anything? That was what I must find out.

"Uh, hello I was wondering if you knew where Laurie Carter was. She was supposed to show me around the school, since it's my first day here and all." I was completely aware that no one had told me to have any thing to do with her. But I would do anything to find out what happened. She was in trouble I could tell. Just like I could tell that day that she left the school. Had I just left her to die? My thoughts were shattered by Megan's, or as I remember her Cora's voice.

"Umm none of us know where she is… we were all walking inside together and then she was just gone... did you see her before first period because we were wondering if anyone I mean anyone happened to be awa-"

"What she's trying to say is that we have no idea. Hi I'm Katharine." Katharine… no doubt the past Tiffany, her best friend.

"Hi, and thank you very much. But since she's not here would one of you mind helping me?"

"I will! I mean I know this place pretty well so…" Eva looked bold but she was the most shy out of them all. I knew it was her because of the way her cheeks got brighter after every word, just like Jane.

"Thanks I apre-"

"Please I'll show you around. Eva only knows where the bathrooms are so she can hide when anyone other than us looks at her in the hall." Just as I was hoping, if anyone knew anything about Laurie it would be Katharine.

"Thanks, it means a lot."

"No problem," as she holds out her hand I know that she's gotten a little more confidence then I remembered. I didn't think that was possible. "Schedule."

As I hand over her schedule she looks it over and then glances at me.

"How is this possible. You and Jessi have nearly all the same classes other then some of the electives." Just like I asked for.

"So I guess we're soul mates then." Everyone laughs at that and I knew I'll get some of the information I'll need to find her. If only they would have let Megan finish what she was going to say. Did they see that guy take Laurie? Did they know it was going to happen? I guess this was one of those times I was going to have to tune in to find out.

"Let's go… sorry I never got your name." Of course Katharine would have to be the first to ask.

"I'm Aaron." I'm hoping I won't regret not changing my name very creativly.

"Hi Aaron, like I said I'm Katharine, this is Eva and Megan." As she points to each of the girls I'm aware of the big similarities between them now and… well their past selves. "Okay girls we really need to go now so you can stop drooling. I need to show him where to go and get to my class on time."

"Alright then Kat; I guess I'll see you later then Aaron." As Megan said that Eva just sat there waving, she wanted to say something I knew it, if anything she was just more shy than before. While we walked away Katharine of course had to tell me some of the rules.

"…Don't talk to anyone that asks about homework or quizzes and don't even make eye contact with people who want to be cool. I'll show you some more of the classrooms on our way, like that's the bio lab, and then you can start going on your on all the more fast. If anyone asks we're not dating, it's not that you're not cute and all it's just that… well we're not. Rumors spread around the world before the truth can put its pants on around here so be careful about anything and everything you do. Okay this is your English room. There are going to be a lot of people you shouldn't talk to in here since it's an AP class so consider yourself warned..."

I just stood there nodded and walked in. There was no way the rules had changed so I had just been thinking about how I was going to go on my way to the way I was going to save Laurie. But I had gotten there right on time and class was just about to start.

"Hello class today we have a new student with us. Aaron Mitchell can you please stand up, and tell us where you're transferring from."

"I'm from Augusta Maine; I uh transferred here after being emancipated." Everyone looks at me like I'm the biggest misfit to walk the earth; or the freshest piece of meet ever sliced. Either way I knew I should remember the rules. Ignore anyone that seemed lower and act like anyone who seemed higher was nothing. So pretty much, act like I was the shit.

"Wonderful okay class let's start where we left off…" I stopped listening since I've learned this material over and over again for the last couple of years. So instead of taking in all of this very 'useful' information I simply thought about what I was going to do. I could just think about her, how she makes me feel every strand of hair on her head and see if I can pick up a picture of her. But I would only see the dead Ariel in her coffin six feet under. I could talk to that guy that took her away and see what he says about what happened. Did he actually know I was there? That I saw all of that? That's where I'm going to start I decide. I'm going to simply ask him what was going on and why she looked so sad. That's the least I could do. Right?