A baffled Dawn Reddick sat on the couch in bewilderment as she just processed what her good and seemingly kind hearted friend, Clarise Tucker had just told her. Beside her sat Norah Handley-

"Dawn?"

"What?"

"Stop narrating,"

"She's not even narrating it right,"

"Said Jala Kapur who was really the one next to Dawn, instead of Norah who was actually across from her. Plot twist,"

"Guys, come on. I'm trying yo be serious here,"

"It was usual for Clarise to be the stuffy one of the group. She turned from to bar to see that it was actually Jala who was narrating this time. Double plot twist," Said Norah and they laughed as Clarise gave them a stern look.

They were currently in the living room of the huge beach house, whilst the boys of One Direction were out in the tiki bar waiting for the girls to come back with drinks.

"I could never do it, Fortune. I am too much of a right minded person for such a sinful activity," Poppy told her.

"I could do it," Dawn said.

"Same," Norah agreed.

"I've been waiting for this moment for my entire life," Jala's eyes were glistened over as she said that.

"Why though?" Asked Poppy.

"Cause I was gonna be the successful one of the family!" She yelled and stomped her foot,"I had my success all planned out since I was three! I was gonna be the famous, rich, billionaire and I was gonna do it with hard work and determination! Then along he comes with his supposedly beautiful singing voice. He did no work and I worked and continued to work my ass off for what he has," She paused and looked as if she was going to say more but stopped.

"Sooooo...killing him is the best thing to do?" Asked Jala who still saw this whole thing as unfathomable.

"Who cares!" Yelled Dawn as she leaned forward.

Norah too said,"Let's slaughter them!"

Clarise quieted them down and looked over the bannister and down to the first floor,"They might be able to hear you,"

"Let's get this party started," Dawn cracked her knuckles in preparation.

"I'm gonna kill him with my seduction. I am a level fifteen seductress," Norah proudly said and nodded her head.

"I'll just stab them," Jala remarked with a shrug.

"How can you guys be so heartless?" Poppy whined out.

Jala, Norah, and Dawn aren't the most morally sound people in the world. Clarise was no better. Normal little girls would play with dolls and paint nails. Those four girls seeked out small animals to kill. All of them would laugh at the hearing anything related to death and chanted "can't spell slaughter without laughter!" If you would look past their cute faces and happy demeanor, and then beneath their dark eyes and devious smirks you would see evil at its finest. Born evil. Natural born killers just waiting for the right time to strike.

"I don't have a heart," Norah responded and smirked to Dawn.

"Same. Nor a soul,"

"Cause I ate it," Jala commented.

Clarise switched off that topic,"We've been waiting for this day our entire lives, ladies. I remember discussing this on the playground," Since Clarise told them of what they'll be doing, her whole act changed. She went from worrisome to her actual personality. She wanted to at first hide it from Poppy, but Clarise knows she can sway her opinion.

"The rest of the kids were afraid of us. That was really funny," Jala remenenced and Dawn and Norah smiled.

Poppy looked between the four normal seeming girls who took her in. They have shown their true faces and the hippie knew that they were serious.

"Time has come, guys. Time for us to strike," Jala grinned to her other friends.

"Yes," Dawn went,"It's time, "

Norah asked the million dollar question,"How are we gonna do this?"

"How ever you want. Let out your caged in emotions," Clarise answered.

"Heh heh, we don't have emotions, not ever since...the accident," Dawn laughed and the others joined in.

"What? What accident?" Poppy asked quietly with a concerned look on her face.

Jala, Norah, Clarise, and Dawn chuckled quietly,"Something...happened...to all of our parents," Clarise smirked and shot a glare to the rest of her friends.

"Hueueueue," Norah went.

Dawn,"Bru-ha-ha-ed,"

"Are you...are you guys saying that...you killed your parents?" Poppy grew more terrified by the minute.

"No, Penelope," Clarise sat down next to her to put her arm around her,"They were all accidents," She looked over to Dawn,"Dawn, please explain to her what happened. Narration style,"

"Dawn, Jala, Norah, and Clarise didn't always live in the same town. In the same state, yes, but same same town,"

"But I thought you said Jala was from Florida and th-"

Clarise cut her off,"Oh, please, they made that up. That's how good we are," She kept her arm uncomfortably tight around the blonde girl's shoulders.

Dawn continued,"We all- they all- had something in common. Something dark, they were dark. They all ended up at a foster home for misbehaving girls. They weren't delinquents or anything, but-"

"Dude, just get to the point," Jala rushed her along.

"They all practically killed their parents. They were all at different ages. First there was Clarise. She was the youngest when it happened, the innocent young age of seven,"

"Hmm, yes. I lived alone with my intolerable mother. So strict and unbearing. She had insomnia and had just taken some sleeping pills for it, she was in a very deep sleep. So deep that she didn't even wake up when I poured the rest of the bottle down her throat, along with whatever else was in the medicine cabinet. It seemed like a reasonable thing to do in my young mind. It's still reasonable,"

"Next there was Jalahasini Kapur to arrive a few months later. She pushed her drunken father down the stairs. Her mother saw it. Saw how apathetic she was about it. Her mother was scared she would hurt her and her siblings, so she sent her away for awhile. Turned into the rest of her life,"

"To this day I will argue that he slipped," Jala smiled to Poppy who just stared at the girls with a look of freight.

"You guys are making this up, right?" She asked with a shaky voice.

"Nope," Jala responded.

"Two or three years after that came a ten year old Dawn Reddick," Dawn glared right at Poppy with dark eyes,"She liked to strangle. She didn't kill her parents but...down went her little brother. You can probably figure out the rest,"

"I wanna tell my story," Norah glared over to Poppy,"Norah Handley was thirteen when she was put in the behavior care,"

Poppy interrupted,"Why didn't any of you guys go to jail?"

Clarise chuckled,"Cause they thought that since we were so young, there was a way to turn us around. In the behavioral house they nailed into your head how bad things like murder are and that if you do it again, you'll be going to prison," Clarise said and tapped her temple.

"The house wasn't very effective. I mean, we never killed again, but we certainly will at some point," Dawn finished.

"The beautiful and charismatic Norah lived with a bunch of rednecks she was stuck with as family. I shot them all!" Poppy flinched when she yelled that and the rest of them laughed,"Well, just my mother. She was most available. She was passed out in some drug induced coma. Living in the south, you learn at a young age how to use guns. And I used it to my advantage.," She ended her story and they were all staring at Poppy with their dead eyes.

Clarise went on,"She played it smart too. She was pushing the age limit and almost went to juvie, but went on about how sorry she felt for the whole thing and nonscense like that. Anywho, we were some of the few girls there, so we became fast friends. Since I killed the only family member I had, I was put up for adoption there. Jala's religious mother was convinced Jala was spawn of the devil, so she gave her up too. Me and Jala were soon adopted. Norah and Dawn were left to rot in that house cause of their families who wouldn't let go,"

"My adoptive family was only okay," Was all Jala said. Poppy turned her attention back to Clarise.

"Dawn and Norah stayed there until they will eighteen, then they legally had to be let go. Norah was smart, she did good all through high school and got a scholarship that paid alot. My rich family was glad to pay for their daughter's crazed friend's rest of the scholarship. And Dawn is...Dawn. She would just kinda go wherever Norah went,"

"I illegally stayed in here dorm room," Dawn announced peppily.

Five sets of footsteps could be heard coming up the stairs and all the girls went silent. Clarise jumped up and pushed the rum buckets on the floor and acted like she was trying to clean it up,"Sorry, guys, we had a little accident," Clarise said and shot a warning glare at Poppy. Dawn and Norah went and put their arms around Poppy's shoulder.

Jala put her hand on Louis's,"Hope you guys don't mind going back downstairs and waiting for a little longer?" She tried fluttering her eyelashes at him the best she could.

Then Dawn said,"Yeah, we just gotta clean this mess up," She tightened her grip around Poppy's shoulder.

"Oh, no, we can help you ladies clean this up," Said the blonde one and Norah "ohh-ed" to the sound of his accent.

"Rather magnanimous, but completely unnecessary," Dawn tried giving her best innocent smile.

"Please, Louis, you are a guest in my home, go relax," Clarise led them back to the stairs.

"Okay, Marlena, but soon as you come down you must tell me how your family is doing, its been ages," The boys walked back down the stairs.

Clarise made a sour face,"I hate him so much,"

"Marlena?" Poppy questioned.

"It's her real name," Jala answered,"But she doesn't like it, so she goes by her middle name,"

"I hate my middle name. Why does it have to be Barbara?" Dawn questioned out loud to no one in particular.

"The Indian of course has the whitest middle name, Elizabeth,"

"I have a really preppy middle name, Mary-Alice," Norah said.

"Guys, please, this has nothing to do with anything," Clarise chastised them,"We need to-"

"Are you sure you girls don't need any help?" One of the boys yelled from downstairs.

Norah yelled over the rail,"No, my dearest Niall," She then winked to him and went back to her friends.

Clarise went and stood behind the cowering blonde girl while Dawn and Jala were on eiyher side of her,"So, my sweet, innocent Poppy, what do you say to this?"

"I say no, I'm not killing anybody!" Norah stood in front of her, they had her boxed.

Dawn moved so Clarise could get her arm around Poppy's shoulders. Poppy was at a tall 5'9 but Clarise was already 5'6 and in four inch heels, Clarise put her mouth right up to her ear,"You're gonna do it, and if you don't or so much as breathe a word to them," She started to whisper eerily,"I'll kill you too. Let's go,"