Natalie plunged the knife deeper and deeper until the shrieks trailed off and blood spattered the sand behind the dunes. The girl lay there motionless her brown hair trailing behind her, her expensive white designer blouse soaked in her own blood. Natalie glowered down at this girl feeling a deep sense of satisfaction. She didn't know who she was but it gave her such a release. They had no way to tie this murder back to Natalie. Nobody even knew who she was.
She gave one final thrust into the lifeless body and stood up. Her dark blue Levis weren't stained with blood and she yanked the knife from her victim and wiped the knife on a crisp packet near the dead girl's body. She grinned evilly to herself and tucking her faithful knife into the waistband of her jeans she stood up and walked away feeling the sharp point of the knife biting into her hipbone. She could feel a trickle of blood but she didn't care.
She walked into the surf-club in a daze. It was nearing nightfall and Noah's bar was in full swing. Gone were the juicers and the fresh selection of fruit and vegetables in its place glittered enticing coloured bottles of alcohol. Natalie smiled to herself as she saw Scott Hunter and Dani Sutherland kissing on one of the padded sofas. The stunning blonde that had been married to Noah was working behind the bar. Natalie sidled up and she noticed a flash of panic pass over Hayley's face. "Hi, I'm Emma Finch," Natalie introduced herself.
"Hi, I'm Hayley. Can I get you a drink?" Hayley asked.
"A cruiser thanks," Natalie said.
She went and sat next to a handsome blonde boy-the one she recognised seeing Hayley with that morning. Hayley didn't even look at the guy when she brought the cruiser over. "Anything Kim?" she asked tossing out her blonde hair.
"Nah, thanks Hayles," he said nodding.
A girl of about fifteen strolled into the bar a guy that was probably sixteen with her. "Maddy, Dalby I've told you once, I've told you twice I won't tell you again. I don't serve liquor to minors! Out, out!" she said. The two glowered but left.
Natalie watched Hayley's slender but curvy body moving around with exotic looking drinks and bottles of beer for her friends who ribbed her most of the night. She looked at them enviously. "Hey…Hayles whose that?" a gorgeous brunette asked.
"Emma Finch," Hayley said.
"She's pretty, she looks familiar," Dani said.
"I know," Hayley said she sounded uneasy.
Emma decided she had seen enough. Hayley seemed very perceptive. If she got wind of which she was she'd have to kill her. It was really quite that simple. She felt the knife bite hungrily into her skin. She flinched and a trickle of blood ran down her hip staining her white lace boy-leg shorts. She winced as she felt the thin stream beginning to stop. The few second release was magic. A girl with blonde wavy hair Tasha! Natalie thought wildly and a tall slightly geeky looking boy rushed into the bar. "Call the police! Call an ambulance!" Robbie Hunter yelled.
"Why?" Jesse and Hayley demanded.
"Somebody is dead outside! Stabbed, stabbed so many times!" Tasha said crumpling into a chair. Natalie watched amused as Hayley began calling emergency services and Scott and Kim ran to see what was happening.
"Who was it?" Hayley asked taking a tall drink of tequila to calm her nerves.
"Nobody knows," Scott replied heavily.
Natalie sat back and the stab of the knife in her hipbone hardly seemed important as people began panicking.
