Mako's Message: This chapter was originally going to be two, but I combined them because they really weren't worth much on their own. They set up some stuf for coming chapters though.


You wouldn't think that you could just forget about a serial killer. Especially one that's been killing every couple of days for about two months now. And I really haven't, Dave and I have been keeping an eye out for this guy every night. But it just sort of drifted into the back of our minds. Wasn't something we were really thinking about(especially with the break up and Marty and everything else). But the bastard has made front page headlines again.

He killed two cops. At the same time.

Marcus said that they'd caught him in the act, and when they tried to apprehend him he killed both of them. The Police haven't released a description of him though. Marcus said it's because what the officers called in before they were killed was too vague to be of any use, and they don't have anyone else who has seen his face.

But we do know we're dealing with a guy, and if the description was vague it must have been something like, "Average height, average weight" but that's something at least. We're not dealing with a big guy, or a little guy, or a woman, so that narrows things down. Not but my much but it at least tells us who it isn't.

I'd really like to get this guy, but now that school has started I'll be busy with homework and shit again, and the cops have the advantages of resources and numbers. We'll have to be really lucky to just run into him, let alone catch him at this point.

The first day of school was nice though. I made sure I got into my home room early, just in case I had the same one as Angela. And I did. It was great. She walked in, stopped, stared, and said, "Mindy, what are you doing in here? This is the high-school side."

I smiled and said, "I know."

She didn't get it. She just asked, "So why are you here?"

I grinned at her, "Because I'm in high-school now."

She said, "Mindy, you're in eighth grade now, not ninth." Yeah, Angela can be a bit dense sometimes.

It was hard not to laugh at her, "No, no, I'm in ninth."

It looked like she still wasn't getting it so I just showed her my schedule. She still refused to understand. She insisted that, "This has to be a mistake."

I told her, "Nope. I skipped a grade."

Angela just seemed to deflate into the desk next to me and dropped her head onto it, "This isn't fair. How are you so good at all this stuff?"

I just shrugged and she sighed, "At least I'll always be old than you."

"And you're still taller than me." I offered,

Then she said"Got bigger boobs too," and stuck her tongue out at me. Is it any wonder why this girl is my friend?

Jessi wasn't in our homeroom though. She got to find out a couple classes later from Angela. She was happier about it than Angela was, and she was excited to find out that we still ate lunch together and that she now had two classes with me.

Dave and Todd eat at a different time now though, which sucks. Marty eats with us at least, but he's got a lot of extra work to catch up on. He passed to the next grade on the assumption that he would pass his finals, which shouldn't be hard. He won't need more than a seventy-five on any of the tests to pass, but he's only got the first week to brush up on everything, and if he doesn't get a passing grade he'll have to get bumped back a year. I have faith in him though.

I didn't see Katie so I couldn't rub her nose in my skipping again, but I'm pretty sure she knows. By the end of the day it seemed like the whole school was talking about me.