Hello! Here is the first official chapter of LOM! This will take place the morning after Bobby's death. We'll catch up with the dudes at school and see how everyone is taking the news. Let's see how things go. Enjoy!

PS: I'll be using Fat Albert's show surname, Jackson, instead of Robertson like I've been using in my other stories. Just to show that this story is separate from those.

Disclaimer: I own nothing.

Chapter 1: Reactions

That morning of North Philly was rather somber for some people. And some still had yet to find out the horrors of last night. Albert Jackson was one of them as he woke up that morning and joined his parents for breakfast. But they were looking at the news.

"Tragedy has struck for one family last night." Said the newswoman on TV, "As seventeen-year-old Robert Hanson was found dead in the driveway of his home, apparently deliberately run over by his own car. Robert was the son of lawyer Henry Hanson, who has yet to speak of this horrifying event."

The camera then showed the scene of the incident, where Albert winced at the blood on the driveway.

"Such a sad thing." Mrs. Jackson said.

"Now why would anybody hurt that boy?" Mr. Jackson wondered.

Albert himself was shocked. He knew Bobby wasn't the nicest person in the world, but that didn't mean he deserved to die. Who would be cruel enough to run him over...? He tried not to dwell on it too much as he finished breakfast, bid his parents farewell, and headed off to school.

Once he reached Maywood, he could tell by some of the student's body language that they had known as well. Some kids were talking about, and some, who must have been friends of Bobby, was crying, which included his girlfriend, who was bawling in the hallway. Albert looked at them sympathetically, before he approached his friends.

"Hey, hey, hey." He greeted, "Not a very happy day..."

The guys looked at one another before Harold spoke.

"I guess you heard as well." He frowned, "Someone murdered Bobby Hanson last night."

"Yeah. It's crazy man." Bill added, "I wonder who it was."

"Me too," Bucky spoke up.

"Eh, he was a jerk anyway..." Russell shrugged.

Bill looked at his little brother, "Yeah, but that doesn't mean he had to die. Somebody had to have really hated him to want to kill him."

Albert looked over the gang and noticed that Rudy was just leaning against the lockers, bowing his head, "Hey, Rudy." He said softly. The rich boy looked up and yawned.

"Hey..."

"You look like you didn't get a lot of sleep."

"I sure didn't. You guys know I live right across from Bobby, and I ended up seeing the crime scene. I... saw the body. And then all the police cars and ambulances there. It was hard to sleep... and I really couldn't sleep after what I saw." He admitted with a deep frown, "And... I really don't know how to feel... I never got along with Bobby, and I still hated him for running over my bike, but that doesn't mean I wanted him to..."

Albert put a hand on his shoulder, "I know. Let's just pray for Bobby's parents, and hope they find the person..."

"Yeah..."

With that, the bell rang, and all the students became to scramble to their classes. The boys sat at their desks as Miss Wucher walked in, "Good morning, class." She greeted, "I'm sure you've already heard of the tragic death of your classmate, Bobby Hanson. Later at one, we will all meet in the auditorium for a memorial service and moment of silence."

The class nodded. They had already expected the school to be aware of the situation. It was only appropriate that a memorial is held.

With that, homeroom went on as normal. By lunchtime, people were still talking about the incident. And that included the boys, "So... who do you think did it?" Harold asked, "Who would want to kill Bobby?"

"I dunno..." Bucky replied, "Who do we know that didn't like Bobby enough to do that?"

"It had to have been someone who really hated him." Russell added, "Someone who had such a burning hatred."

"Y-You mean like Rudy?" Donald asked innocently.

Rudy himself glared, "I didn't do it!" He defended, "Yeah, I hated that asshole, but that doesn't mean I hated him enough to kill him. And besides, what would I kill him over anyways, my bike?"

Albert nodded, "He's got a point, dudes."

"Yeah, man. Rudy couldn't kill anybody even if he tried." Bill added.

"Yeahb." Mush agreed.

The rich boy groaned but said nothing. Lunch went on as normal as possible, and afterward would be the memorial for Bobby. Teachers, classmates, and close friends took the stage to speak about him. Stories of fun memories and such were spoken up, and the service ended with a moment of silence. Afterward, the school was let out early and would be let out early for the rest of the week.

As for the gang, they all gathered in the junkyard, hoping to take their minds off of recent events with some Brown Hornet. Unfortunately, the usual rerun was cut off by a breaking news report.

"There has been more evidence on the murder of Bobby Hanson." The new reporter read, "Hanson's parents discovered a note that was left at the scene of the crime."

The screen then showed the note, and what it read shocked the boys.

"Revenge is a broken bike..." Albert read, "You should've watched where you were going..."

Rudy started shaking his head in disbelief and outrage, "I can't believe it! Whoever this killer is, they must be trying to frame me as the killer! All because Bobby ran over my bike!" He exclaimed in frustration.

"Are you sure?" Albert asked, "That could mean anything. It probably doesn't have anything to do with you."

"Who else has Bobby pissed off by backing over their bike?" Harold spoke.

"This whole thing is pissing me off! If I get arrested for this crap, then there's some bullshit going on!" Rudy growled, "I'm about ready to go the court with this!"

Albert looked at the rich boy, "Cool it. Let's just wait and see what the deal is. There's no way they'd find you responsible..."

"I sure hope so..."

With that, the boys went about their day. That night, Albert talked to his parents about what happened, and what he should do. They suggested doing something to support the Hansons.

That sounded like a good idea... but what could he do?

Albert had to think about it, and planned on discussing it with the gang tomorrow morning...

That very same night, someone was lurking in the alley way, smirking to themselves...

"One down... a whole lot of folks to go." They snickered, "North Philly won't know what'll hit them... especially a certain bunch of boys..."

The figure then turned to other figures behind them, "C'mon dudes... time to plan the demise of our next target. And this one will sure shake up at least one of those dudes..."

Trouble's on the horizon. Everyone is shocked and conflicted by what happened to Bobby. Rudy feels like he may get blamed for it (he can never catch a break in my stories for some reason. Poor dude XD) And the murderer is planning the next crime, which we'll see next chapter. I'll see you guys later, and as always, don't forget to review, please. Thank you.