Caribou High School
Tues, May 23, 2006, Lunch Time
Alex and Kris slipped onto the high school campus, unnoticed, just before lunch, and then slipped into the nearest girls' rooms until the lunch bell rang. Alex had taken the bathroom closer to the quad, while Kris slipped into one in the corridors of the school. Going on what their high school had been like, people out of class, in the halls, during class time got bothered often by administration about what they were doing. Thus they chose to hang in the bathrooms, Alex even went as far as going into a stall and locking the door so if anyone checked she was just some girl using the bathroom.
Alex hoped that Kris would be alright on her own, seeing if she could hear anything around at lunch. She, herself, was about ready to turn the lock and head through the bathroom and outside. But almost as soon as the bell rang two girls entered, talking.
"But how could she be involved Aimee? I mean they just let her out of the hospital a few days ago, right." One girl said, fishing around her purse for something.
"I don't know, but I bet she is. Some people say she was, like, into witchcraft and stuff. Like they all wear that Satanic star thing. She's a loser wannabe and she just upset that she's stupid." The girl who seemed to be Aimee spoke. Alex peeked through the cracks in the door to try and see what the girls looked like.
"So you think, like, maybe she put a hex on them or something?" The first girl said, kind of giggling.
"Yeah, right. Witchcraft? Come on, that's a bunch of crap, but it proves that family was screwed up. Like, so, I wouldn't put it past her to do some sick shit to get back at us. She did it somehow Keri, I just know it, but it wasn't something stupid like witchcraft. She's just upset about what we did to her. She needs to just grow up and get over it, it was just a prank." Aimee, the second girl said. Alex noticed Aimee was a blond and tallish. While Keri was a little shorter with light golden brown hair.
"Wasn't her sister a reject too who wound up all depressed and ODed on drugs or something?" Keri stopped disagreeing with Aimee and altered the direction of the conversation.
"Yeah, big time, she was just like her sister. My sister was a freshman at the time it happened. She was like this loner reject who ate lunch in a class room with her teacher and hung out with all those freaks who played like that Magic card game or something." Aimee confirmed, "she went to a party and ODed. Her dad tried to say she never did drugs, or anything, ever. But really, come on. Even if that was true, who the hell was going to believe that trailer trash over people like us."
Alex rolled her eyes at the sheer cruelty of the conversation, and decided if she wanted a name she'd have to play along. She knew she could look the part of the popular girl. She exited her stall with one of those little vapid fake expressions. Aimee was fixing her lip gloss in the mirror. "You guys are so right. Her whole family are loser freaks. I mean, does anyone even remember her name and it's been what, just a couple weeks? I bet she wasn't even that hurt, she probably was faking it just to try and get a bunch of attention and sympathy. But we're too smart for that crap."
The two girls glanced at Alex, though they didn't look all that curious about why they didnt know her. Probably figuring Alex must be one of those not especially popular, but not loser kids who they had classes with, though never bothered to remember their names.
Keri glanced at Aimee as if awaiting approval to speak to Alex. Aimee spoke first, "oh my god, I bet you're right. What a pathetic little piece of shit she is."
"Yeah she even has a loser name, Edith. I mean who after 1960 names their kid that? Losers." Keri chimed in, since Aimee's agreement with the unknown girl constituted an 'okay' to talk to.
"Oh god, if that were my name, I think I'd have to kill myself, or at least, you know, change my name." Alex's voice was perfectly pitched like the other two girls, with that air of self importance as she giggled at her own statement.
Aimee laughed at that as she put the lip gloss she'd just reapplied away in her purse, "seriously." She then motioned Keri she was done and to follow her. She gave Alex a little wave, Keri did the same, and they left.
Alex then decided to see about where she could look at some old yearbooks. She found them in the school library and searched them quickly for an Edith. By the time she found her, Edith Beckwith, lunch was nearly over and she needed to leave. She slipped off campus unnoticed and headed to the meet up location a few blocks from the school.
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Meanwhile, Kris slipped out of the girls' room she'd hidden in after the bell and into the mass of students shuffling through the halls. She blended right in. She'd even brought a little bottle of water and bag of chips in her little messenger bag. At just 16, Kris actually did belong amongst the kids in high school. She was too nervous to actually talk to anyone, though she caught the two kids' names, Trevor and Kaylin, a few times. People were definitely talking about it, some kids seemed to think they were mean kids, some thought they were nice, depending on where Kris moved to sit. She sat or stood around in four or five different spots around the quad and a near by corridor that seemed to be popular for sitting and eating. The 'divisions' were familiar to her own high school, though this school was significantly smaller. Kris had a feeling that her class alone had more students in it than this whole school. But then this was a very small town. She didn't really learn anything that seemed 'significant', so when the bell rang to end lunch, she quietly slipped off campus and met up with Alex just a block from the school, and headed down the street to where someone would meet and pick them up.
