Thud. Thud. Thud. "The fuck?" Lincoln groggily said as he opened his eyes and looked around. He must have fallen asleep at some point. He gazed over at the clock which read 6:00 PM. Another thud was heard causing Lincoln to whip his head toward his window. Someone was throwing rocks at it. He waited for the next rock to be thrown before opening it.

"Who the fu- Oh. If it isn't my darling girlfriend." Lincoln said sarcastically as he saw Girl Jordan there holding a bunch of rocks. "What do you want? the street corner is that way!" Lincoln pointed left.

"Just shut up for once. Why weren't you in school today?" Jordan shouted up and she dropped the rocks she had been carrying onto the floor. "What business is that of yours?" Lincoln replied.

"Well, I AM your girlfriend. I think I have a right to know where you've been." Lincoln let out a sigh. "Alright, listen. Can we just end this fake relationship already? You wanted to be my girlfriend because you were the only person in your friend group who didn't have someone and I agreed in the small hope I could get money from you. It didn't work, neither of us likes the other and we've barely spent any time together. It's just sad."

Jordan rolled her eyes. "Look, I'm not having this conversation with you up there and me shouting and causing my voice to give out just so you can hear me. So either let me in or get your ass out here." Lincoln stood there for a moment before giving a sigh and a nod. A few minutes later, he came out through the back door.

"I'm here. Now please just cut to the chase." Lincoln said as he leaned against the side of the house.

"I wanted to know why you didn't come to school today," Jordan repeated. "I'm sick. Satisfied? now go before I cough on you." Jordan huffed. "Don't bullshit me, Lincoln. The entire school is talking about it." "About what?" Lincoln asked.

"Don't play dumb either. Chandler and his two dipshit friends were found dead this morning. My friend Joy has been balling all day since her boyfriend was one of them. You know, the fat one who always stood behind Chandler."

Lincoln remained stoic. "Huh. Well, can't say I'm sad to see them go." Jordan raised her eyebrow. "I told you not to bullshit me. You happen to get sick the day after those three clowns are found dead? I knew you and Chandler hated each other but I didn't think you'd take it that far."

Lincoln stormed toward Jordan, stopping inches away from her face. "Listen. You're gonna keep your fucking mouth shut and keep your QAnon conspiracy theories to yourself. I didn't do anything last night, and the last I saw of Chandler was outside of school. Now kindly stop talking and take a hike." Lincoln snapped.

Jordan stood there staring into Lincoln's eyes for a moment before flicking his forehead with her finger. "Yeah. Let me give you some tips, Linc. Firstly don't deny something if you're going to react like that. That was so obvious that Ronnie Anne's mentally handicapped cousin could tell you were guilty. Second, next time you go stalking around people's houses, make sure your girlfriend doesn't live right across the street, watching you looking into Chandler's windows like a moron." Jordan turned on her heel and began making her way out of Lincoln's yard. "Later, Honey."

Lincoln glared at her until she was out of sight. "..Bitch."

To Be Continued