background, chapter six

THanks for the reviews :) I liked where I went with this story yesterday so I decided to update again lol. I just got back from work and I'm mad at father deary, so what better way than to write SVU? haha 33 review if you like...critique if you don't!

Elliot and Olivia arrived at Johnson Academy. The parking lot in the front was full, so they had to drive around back to the bus ramps and park in the technology and automotive class's parking spots. This was near the pit where Kayla's body had been discovered, and as they got out of the car they could see flowers, teddy bears, and various other items at the site where the girls had stumbled upon Kayla.

They walked into the school and made their way to the front office, where the principal sat them down in his office. "I was wandering if we could pull some kids out and speak to them? Kayla hasn't actually been living with her family for roughly six months, we're trying to figure out where she's been. We're hoping that this may lead to whoever did this," Olivia explained, presenting the man with a small list of friends that Molly Harrison had supplied her. "Sure, we're willing to do whatever it takes to find who did this. I only came in contact with Kayla once...With 2000 kids, we only get the disadvantage of dealing with the misbehaved. But even when she was in trouble, she seemed like a nice girl. A lot of the kids are upset."

He left to give the list to the secretary to call, telling them that he would call them one at a time and that they could use his office.

First, Adam Brooks came. He was around 5 feet, six inches, weighing about 130 pounds. A pretty small kid. He came in, looking emotionally drained.

"Adam, we know that this must be a tough time for you. Had Kayla told you where she had been staying the last few months?"

"I-I don't know. I mean, she stayed with me for like a week, about five months ago. I told my parents that hers were out of town, I don't know if they believed me. But anytime I asked Kayla about it, she would shrug me off and tell me not to worry about it. Well, at first, for the first couple of months, like the first three maybe, she would tell me she was staying at friends' houses. But after that, she got kind of weird. Withdrawn. Depressed. She'd show up with bruises and stuff. Honestly, I figured she had gone back to her parents. But then I followed her home one day and she went somewhere I didn't know. My little brother Danny is friends with KEagan, so I knew it wasn't their house, so yeah. I don't know anything else."

None of the other friends seemed to know anything either, until Liz White walked in. Liz was probaly around five feet, eight inches, and very thin. She maybe topped 115.

Liz silently sat down and pulled a composition book out of her backpack. "This is...was...Kayla's journal. She left it at my house a couple of days before she...died. It was the first time she'd been over there in 2 months. I think she left it there on purpose."

Liz was obviously in shock. Her eyes were puffy and she had tear stains on her face. She sounded emotionally drained, pausing ever so slightly when she had to refer to the fact that her friend was dead.

"Have you read it?" Elliot asked gently.

She shook her head. "I didn't realize that she might have left it on purpose until yesterday night. I would never read her journal. I still haven't. Maybe if I had-" Her voice broke and tears threatened to spill out of her eyes.

"Did she ever talk to you about where she was staying?" Olivia coaxed.

"Not really. WEll, I know some stuff but...It's probably just coincidence."

"Liz, we need to know anything weird that went on, especially recently," Olivia said sternly.

"There's this Spanish teacher, Mr. Allen. He has a tattoo of a dragon on his arm. He's kind of strange, he stands in the hallway like a soldier and just stares at everybody walking past. Someone said that he had been in prison before. Kayla never had him as a teacher, I know because we had Spanish one and Spanish two together. But she started acting weird around him. Like if we were in class and he happened to walk in for whatever reason, she would tense up and stop talking and stare at the desk. If we walked past him, she would always move to the other side of the hallway. Then she stopped eating lunch one day with us. I waited until everyone had left and kind of hid in one of the cross hallways, and I saw her go into his room. I asked her about it later and she said she needed tutoring in Spanish...Only..."

Liz kind of paused, as if unsure if she should say the rest of it. "Only what?" Elliot asked.

"I have Spanish with her. Her grade has slipped a little since all this crap had happened with her family, but Spanish has always came easy for her. She had an A, she didn't need tutoring. It was just...weird."

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I hope this isn't too short. It looks long on the computer. Oh well right! lol. I'll try to keep updating, now that I have a good flow going.