Chapter 2 is here. Everyone goes to school and find out of what happend the night before. Ghostface is still on the loose and someone else will get it, in the gut. Who will it be. Read to find out.
Tuesday May 8, 2012, 8:04am
"What's with all the news cameras" Zoey said as she and her two friends walked up the sidewalk to her high school.
"I have no idea" Lindsay said.
"I bet Heather got pregnant again" Gwen joked.
"She just can't keep her hands off that boy, can she" Zoey joked.
Staci comes bouncing over. "Didn't you guys hear, Bridgette and Geoff were murdered last night."
"Murdered" Gwen asked in surprise.
"Yah, they say it's the worst the towns ever had" Staci reported. She bounded elsewhere to annoy someone else.
"Man is she annoying" Mike said as he stepped up to them.
"Mike have you heard" Zoey asked?
"About Bridge and Geoff" Mike replied, "It's all over the school and news."
"How come we're just hearing about it" Lindsay wondered.
"Their bodies were only discovered this morning" Mike said, "When Geoff's pops came back from his business meeting."
"Knowing Bridgette sat next to me in science" Gwen said.
"And she was an amazing friend" Lindsay sighed.
8:08am
A black sedan pulls up to the front of the school.
Chris steps out in a gray suit and black tie carrying a suitcase.
"Another day of teaching these ungrateful teenagers" he grunts to himself.
He walks up to the front door, ignoring the TV cameras and police everywhere. He walks up the steps and approaches the front door.
"Halt" a cop says, holding his hand out and blocking Chris's path.
"It's alright Benny" the principal said as he walked up to them. "He's our chemistry teacher."
"I've never seen him around" Benny said glaring at Chris.
"He's new" Principal Wilbur said. "He only started in the fall."
"Well if you say he's clear" Benny said. "What's in the suitcase?"
"Graded papers" Chris huffed. "What's going on Steve?"
"Two of our students were savagely murdered last night" Wilbur said.
"Aw, nuts" Chris said, grabbing his forehead in shock.
"I know, its dreadful" Wilbur said.
"No" Chris said, "I forgot to lock my door this morning" Chris said.
Wilbur rolled his eyes, then left.
Benny stepped aside and let Chris enter.
8:09am
A motorcycle comes roaring down the street. It skidded to a stop and the rider got off. Took their helmet off and set it on the handle bars.
It was Alejandro. His girlfriend jumped off and set her helmet next to his, Heather.
"What's up with the cops" Heather asked, looking over at channel seven. A news woman in front of a live camera.
"No idea" Alejandro said, "Let's go find out."
8:10am
"We're here live at Callard high school. Where two seniors that were brutally murdered went" Blaineley said.
"Blaineley" the camera man said. "We're not live yet."
"Then put us live Jonathan" Blaineley said annoyed.
Jonathan fiddled with some wires while Blaineley tapped her foot impatiently.
"Blaineley what are you doing here" Scott asked?
Blaineley turned and saw Scott, Lightning, and Jo standing there.
"Just covering the next latest story" Blaineley said, as she turned her attention back to the camera.
"We're live" Jonathan said.
"We are live at Callard high school. The place of learning where to seniors went. Two that were brutally murdered last night."
"Wow, I wonder who did it" Scott said, smiling and nudging Lightning.
Lightning smiled but didn't say anything.
"You sir, you went to class with the victims didn't you" Blaineley said, holding the microphone up to Scott.
"Yes I did, but we weren't friends or anything" Scott said.
"And you mam, had a big rivalry in all sports activities with the female victim" Blaineley said holding up to Jo.
"And I won everything we competed in" Jo said.
"My sources report you always came in second" Blaineley reported.
"No, she came in second" Jo huffed.
"Weren't you just saying how much you hated her" Lightning asked?
8:30am first period.
"Okay, class get in your seats" Chris instructed as he entered.
Everyone sat down.
"Hay Mr. McClean, can I use the rest room" Staci asked?
"No, not right now" Chris said, "We have to go over last night's homework."
"Izzy wants to talk about the murders" Izzy insisted.
"Listen up class, indeed, Bridgette and Geoff were murdered last night" Chris stated. "But we have things to do."
"You spend three seasons with em and you don't even care" Zoey stated.
"I do, a little" Chris said honestly, "But we have to look at the future not the past. Now take out your homework."
The class listened, all 35.
Chris turned around and began to write on the board.
The phone rings. Chris sets his chalk down and answers it.
"Harold, your wanted in the principal's office" Chris said.
"Oooh" Izzy chanted.
"I'm not in trouble" Harold groaned as he left.
12:35pm Lunchroom
Chef of course had gotten a job as a cook at the school.
"Get your food and sit your butts down now" Chef ordered.
"Chef, you really can't give that order here" Brick said, as he took his tray.
"What'd you say to me soldier" Chef commanded, "You wanna run 50 laps."
"You can't order us to do that either" Brick laughed. He went and sat at a table.
12:36pm
The group of 12 which used to be 14: Gwen, Trent, Leshawna, Harold, Lindsay, Tyler, Mike, Zoey, B, Dawn, Beth, Brick.
These twelve always sat with each other during what event during the school year.
"It feels weird not having Bridge and Geoff here man" Tyler said stirring his green mush.
"It's like an empty space" Dawn added.
"I wonder who would do such an inhumane thing" Gwen sighed.
"Man those cops are a pain" Duncan said as he and Courtney joined them.
"What they interrogate you guys to" Harold asked?
"Yah, they asked so many questions" Duncan complained. "Were you friends with the victims, do you hunt, what were you in juvie for? Blah, blah, blah."
"Come on give em a break" Duncan, "They're just trying to find who did this."
"I know, I was best friends with the party animal" Duncan sighed, "Just why can't they do anything with their forensics team."
"Because the killer didn't leave any behind" Trent said, "They even made sure to get rid of their footprints in the mud. And since there was no one else there, the killer had as much time as they needed."
"Well I think we should feel worst" Courtney said.
"Why's that" Leshawna asked?
"Because we were there last night, saw no one home and left" Courtney said. "If we had stayed and checked it out like I wanted to" she lifted her voice to Duncan. "They might still be alive."
"Hey, how'd we know they were dying" Duncan huffed.
"Well just don't go questioning my suspicions next time" Courtney warned.
"Did you tell the cops you were there last night" Mike asked?
"I didn't" Duncan said.
"I did, and told the truth" Courtney said, "They know I wouldn't lie."
6:34pm, the lab room. The sun barely peeks through the windows as it gets ready to set.
"Thanks for helping us with our chemistry" Ezekiel said to Harold.
"No problem" Harold said, as he dumped some chemicals into a beaker.
"We don't know how grateful we are" Brick added.
The three of them had stayed late because Mike and Brick needed help with their project. No one else was in the school.
Brick and Ezekiel watched as Harold did his best to work the chemicals.
Bricks cell phone rings.
Brick fishes it out of his pocket and answers it.
"Private Brick speaking" he answered.
Ezekiel laughed to himself.
"Hello" the voice said.
"Who may I say is calling" Brick asked?
"You're worst nightmare" the voice said.
"My worst nightmare" Brick sounded confused. "What exactly do you mean, my worst nightmare."
"I'm going to cut you into small pieces" the voice said.
Brick gulped.
"What's wrong eh" Ezekiel asked?
"Someone's taking a prank a little to far" Brick answered.
"You wish it was a prank" the voice said, it hung up.
"Who was it" Harold asked writing some notes down in a notebook.
"I'm not sure, they said they wanted to tear me into small pieces" Brick said.
"Just a prank" Harold assured. "Just to get your nerves in a twist, its bound to happen after what happened last night."
"I hope your right" Brick said.
"I have to take a wiz" Ezekiel said, "I'll be right back."
"Be careful" Brick said.
"Nothing to worry about" Ezekiel said, as the door closed behind him.
"Brick you seem jumpy for some reason, why is that" Harold asked?
6:38pm
Ezekiel walked down the very dim lite hall. He turned a corner and headed into the bathroom.
6:45pm.
"Zeke's taken way to long" Brick said.
"Relax" Harold said, "He's fine. Probably just taken a dump."
"You're probably right" Brick said.
6:54pm
"Well we're all done here" Harold said. "You're for sure going to get an A when you show this."
"Thanks Harold" Brick commented.
"Your welcome" Harold said, "Lets gather Zeke and get out of here" Harold said, "I don't want miss tonight's episode of survivor."
They walked to the door and opened it and exited.
"Didn't you DVR it" Brick asked?
"I forgot" Harold said.
"You do know that it will record every episode you program it to, right" Brick laughed.
"I did, but my minds been going bunker lately for some reason" Harold admitted.
"If today was your last day and tomorrow was to late…"
Harold's cellphone rings.
"Cool ringtone" Brick said.
"Thanks" Harold said, "Love Nickelback. He presses the green cellphone key. "Hello."
"Is this Die Hart" the voice asked?
"No, I'm sorry, you have the wrong number" Harold said.
"I think I have the right number" the voice said.
"No, there's no one here by that name" Harold said.
"I think there is" the voice said.
"Well your wrong" Harold said irritated.
The two of them had made it to the end of the hall.
"Well is there someone there by the name of your goanna die" the voice said.
"Who is this" Harold demanded.
"The last person your goanna see alive" the voice hung up.
"Who was it" Brick asked?
"That prank caller who called you" Harold said.
Ghostface appears from a door way from behind the two of them.
They whip out their knife and place it deep in Bricks back.
Brick yelps out in pain and terror.
Brick falls over, Ghostface pulls the knife out and stares at a frozen Harold. He bolts down the hall dropping his notebook and backpack on the hall floor.
"Help, help, I need help" he screamed, as Ghostface chased after him.
He rounded a corner and skid across something wet on the floor. He fell on his back, the red liquid stained the back of his shirt and hands. "Blood" he screamed.
Ghostface rounded the corner and found Harold had gotten back up and continued to run. Harold didn't even notice Ezekiel lying slouched over dead. He just kept running. Ghostface jumped over the blood and pursued, knife out and ready to do some stabbing.
Harold ran to the front door. It was unlocked.
Ghostface charged and Harold ducked to dodge the knife swipe.
Harold quickly opens the door and exits, Ghostface right behind him.
Ghostface stabs him in the shoulder.
Harold makes it to the street holding his bleeding shoulder. A car comes down the street, coming straight for Harold.
Ezekiel and Brick are added to the list of dead along with Bridgette and Geoff. What will happen to Harold, will he be number five or will he survive to do chemistry another day. And who will the killer target next. Will anyone live. Stay tuned for chapter 3. Review.
To be honest with those who read this, i havent chosen a killer yet. I think i know who i'll use, but im not a 100 sure. Any suggestions. And who do you want to live and die. I will make some requests come true.