We were panting when we reached the cafeteria. Those yellow tapes that I remembered were called barricade tapes were seen in front of the cafeteria and it was taped around it. Some police officers were seen wandering around, while the investigator was now talking to the said server who served Lilo’s last food last night.
I wanted to scream at her, and tell her that it wasn’t the fault of the other people who were with Lilo last night, but it was Tiffania who was set on killing Lilo for god knows what reason. I know that the server is an ally, but putting all the blame on her shouldn’t be done. It was both their fault, and it was also the fault of the school for tolerating such behaviors that lead to it being a crime.
If only they taught children how to be kind to people even with different ethnicities, then maybe Tiffania and the other girls w
It was in the middle of our resting schedule when we were woken up by the loudness of the hallways.Screams were heard all throughout the hallways as they watched Tiffania being held by police officers. They were all shouting to let her go, and that she was not the suspect, but all Tiffania could do was shake her head at those girls who were trying to save her.Tiffania and I met our gaze, and I just stood there looking at her with a blank face as she was looking at me with a smirk. I wanted to point out that Tiffania didn’t throw a tantrum when she was caught. She just moved along, as if she knew all of this would happen. It was crazy to think that someone who’s about to get arrested, was just sitting pretty in her room as if nothing was wrong.“This is all your fault!” I heard a scream, and
It was crazy to think that it has been two weeks now since Tiffania was arrested, and Lilo was killed. We weren’t even given the chance to see Lilo for the last time, but Lilo’s family was kind enough to send us a copy of Lilo’s drawing of us. We’re currently getting ready in our gowns because we’ll be rehearsing today since tomorrow will be the big day. The White & Blue Party, it’s a homecoming for the owner of this school and her family. It’s quite weird though to see them, since as far as I can remember, they really don’t care much about the school’s students, so why do we have to to an extent of giving them a welcome home party with us dancing in it? I tied my hair in a neat bun, before going out to go see my partner, who’s now also ready. Okay, the only thing that I really look forward to for tomorrow is our
Trembling Fingers. Wobbly feet. Heart pounding. Everything seems to be unreal as I look around the school’s auditorium. It felt magical. It was as if I was in one of Disney’s movies, but the difference is that nothing is magical here aside from the decorations of the auditorium. It felt more like a dark fairytale instead of those Disney movies. But, I didn’t mind. I am one of them anyway, who am I to act as if I’m different, when my name screams the same things theirs are screaming. “Relax, my lady.” I felt Theo’s hand guiding me towards the dance floor, making me look at him as I gulp the lump that formed on my throat. I didn’t know how to function at this very moment, and it seems like Theo understood my situation, because he made sure that he was taking the lead. “Please go back to your senses right now. We ca
Walking towards the Head Teacher’s office felt so fast. I wish it would’ve been longer, because I didn’t know what to tell her or what answers she would be expecting from me if she has some questions in store. I never really knew her, and I don’t like her one bit. She seems like the type who would make the students cry from her harsh words, and I never liked people that are like that.Oh, add the fact that she’s homophobic. I already don’t like her.“Take a seat. Both of you,” she urged when we entered her office. Her office was neat and was filled with white and some brown colored objects. It was huge and silent. My surroundings made me even more nervous, and I hated the fact that Amelia isn’t holding my hand anymore. I feel like I’m going to throw up, but I still decided to put on a brave face, actin
One by one we came inside the room of Zoe and Jada. We saw other students walking by, still wearing their gowns. We were like girls who live in an era where gowns are normal. I don’t know if it’s just me, but seeing people in gowns makes me feel like I’m in a movie back in the old days.As Zoe was about to close the door of their room, a scream caught our attention. It wasn’t the type of scream you hear often, because it was the type of scream that you would hear whenever something bad happens.We all went back outside, and how I wished we didn’t. I heard Eun letting out a gasp, and even almost fell down on her knees, it was a good thing that Jada was there to catch her even before she fell. I looked away, not wanting to look at the body any longer.“Good gracious,” Zoe brea
It was coldIt was darkBut I can see her A figureA single touchA lone tearA girl…Who fellA gasp. I woke up breathing heavily, I was seated on my bed when I woke up, and I feel like my lungs were badly needing more oxygen as I can’t seem to breathe steadily. I hated feeling this way, I hated how vulnerable I become every time something like this happens.“Are you alright?” Amelia asked, before she went near me and sat beside my bed to pat my back, a way of her comforting me. I wanted to tell her a sarcastic remark,
My academic papers (that I also consider as things that would torture me) that were due were finally given to the teachers. It was one hell of a job to do, but I was glad that I did all of that even before all these bad things happened, because I for sure wouldn’t be able to finish it all since I wouldn’t focus and just think about the death of Loisa.I saw her. Once. She was this shy looking girl who wore glasses and would always put her hair in a messy bun and she would always walk looking at the ground. That was the only thing I could remember of her, I was actually glad for my good memory, because I remembered who she was.While waiting for our next teacher to come inside our classroom, Eun went to me before hugging my waist and giving me a peck on the cheek, then she went away to go back to her seat since in this class we have a sea
After entering their room, I was flabbergasted to see who the person sitting next to Jada was. What is she doing here? What did Jada tell her that made her go all her way here? Did she find out about our plan? Is she here to speak to us about this matter?“What are you doing here?” I asked, not wanting to act weird, so I tried to act how I would normally act whenever we’re together.“Not even a hello, baby girl?” Georgia asked me, a pout on her lips, making me roll my eyes at her. I could never understand her weird personality and her moods. One moment she is very jolly, then you’re going to get shocked that the next time you will face her, she’ll be very upset or sad.“What is she doing here?” I asked J
If someone ever told me that I was such a pain in the ass when I was a baby, I would believe them because I knew that they were the one who were able to witness it, and despite being the one who does all that, I was still basically unaware of what I was doing. And this time, I believed my friends because they were the ones who were able to witness everything. They were all here before me, I was the new girl who still has a lot to know about this mysterious school. But despite being a transferee, I am able to quickly realize how dangerous this school really is. I don’t know why they kept on lying to me, but I would like to assume that they are all doing it to protect me from what this school could do to me once I find out hidden secrets that they made their students to never talk about. Ever. Nina. She was a victim, or that’s what I believe. But, she can’t be the villain here, knowing how kindhearted she was. She was the opposite of Rei who is known to be mean to others and only kin
It couldn’t be Nina, right?Eve sent me half of the things about the past regarding this school, and from that information, there’s only one thing I can confirm. And that is Nina and Amelia had a past. It would be impossible if they were only friends. Amelia isn’t the type who would show she cares for you even if you’re just her close friend. I gritted my teeth, trying so hard to solve all these mysteries, but it kept on leading to nothing. I want to get it right this time, but why does my mind tell me that I’m wrong again? I let out a deep sigh, before focusing on the teacher who was busy lecturing for an hour now, dang! Having 2 hours in Statistics and Probability sure can make my day worse than before. During the lecture, my phone lit up, so I opened it in secret not wanting to let the others know that I was using it since if they ever find out, my phone could easily get confiscated, and I don’t want that. As soon as I opened my phone, I was surprised, it was from Eve. I thought
Three Sides of the StoryOne is your sideThe other, is theirsAnd last is the Truth.What could be the truth?What could it be that they were hiding?They were so protective of their secretThat it made me want to know more about itWhat could their secret be?Is it really important for them to kill others just to keep it to themselves?Was death really the only way for them to protect it?Maybe they were just so cruelSo evilThat they believed death was the answer to keeping their secret a secretBut is it really?Don’t they ever feel guilt?How can they sleep at night, knowing that they had killed someone?Blood. There was a lot of blood shed. And I hope they find out soonOr else there will be more innocent killedJust for their own gain.
As soon as the student council’s secretary was out of sight, I was able to breathe fine again. What she told me made my blood boil, but then again, I have no other choice but to follow her stupid orders. And by supid order, I mean, her ordering me to stay away from Amelia or else she’ll have me expelled by her powerful father. I can’t believe she could do that. To go to such an extent just because her crush is not looking her way. If only she knew that it isn’t me that Amelia adores, it was no other than Victoria. But of course, what can she do against Victoria? Nothing. Victoria was even more powerful and wealthier than her, and maybe that’s why she’s targeting me, because she knows I have nothing. I’m just some peasant for her who can’t do anything. I wiped the lone tear that escaped my eye, before turning around, and to my surprise, I was greeted by Jada who had a serious look on her face. I was about to escape, but she was fast enough not to let me. “We need to talk,” she told
“People are ruined by challenged economic lives. But they are ruined by wealth as well because they lose their pride and they lose their sense of self-worth. It’s difficult at both ends of the spectrum.” - Malcolm GladwellThis quote opens our eyes about the sad realityHow hard it is for the poor to live in this cruel worldWhere they are treated like animals by the rich.Is it offensive that most of the time, the rich are the villains?Or is it really just how it is in our universe?Where those who are unfortunate are treated as slaves by people in power. Just like in their school, where the scholars are treated badly, just because they don't have enough money to pay for their own tuition.That’s why, what’s the use of wanting to change everything, when we all know we could never change it, at all?They were teenage girls who wished for change, but could they really do it?Do they have the means to do it?Or were they all just stuck in their own fantasy?It’s hard to change somethi
I didn’t know what to do. I had been avoiding everybody I am close with, and I know they’re thinking of any possible reason why I was acting this way. But of course, they would never know the real reason behind my actions. I looked away when my eyes and Eun’s eyes met each other for the third time today. I felt guilty when Jada even offered to make me sit with them, but I only ignored them. I haven’t been inside this school for so long, but I already feel like my life here has been so long, that all I need is to get out of here in hopes of making my mind calm from the storm that has been bugging it. With our teacher still not being here, I stood up from my seat and decided to go out and just skip this class. I need to get out or else I’ll get suffocated inside there. I don’t like how all the girls I am avoiding are inside that classroom. It makes me sick in the stomach, knowing that they’ll forever hate me once they find out what I had been doing just to be able to keep my scholarsh
Maybe she was obsessed. Maybe she was still hurtingMoving on has never been easyAnd maybe that’s the reason she made sure to have a piece of her in her ownBut things were not going smoothlyBecause someone was also inside herAn experiment gone wrongMade her daughter experience things she shouldn’t haveQuestions will resurfaceAll the lies will be revealedAll the villains will be knownAnd the real heroes will be praisedA new leader will be bornAnd the old school shall be renewedAnd she will riseBecause everybody knows she’s deadBut is she? No body was found. She was just goneShe did leave some traces behindBut all of it pointed to nowhereShe was acting as if she wants to be found, but the truth is,She doesn't. She wanted to go missing without anybody looking for herShe will always be unpredictable. Like her daughter. They believed she was dead and buried somewhere But she’s notShe’s alive.
My body hurts. I woke up to the sound of Amelia baging on the bathroom door, and there I realized that I fell asleep on the bathtub. I closed my eyes in frustration, because this only means that I would have to explain myself to my roommate. And that’s what I don’t want to do right now.I don’t even know if I can still look her in the eyes. I feel so dirty and small. I just want to get away from here as much as possible. When the bathroom door was open, Amelia looked at me in shock when she saw that I was already fully clothed. She was busy finding the key perhaps, and I made sure to look presentable as soon as she was able to unlock the door. “You went inside the bathroom at 9 pm, and it’s already 3 am.” She informed me, and her tone was gentle. It was so soft that it made me want to go into her arms and cry. I want to tell her how much I fucked up, and how dirty I felt and how I failed the girls who were victims to that asshole of a teacher. So, I put my pride down and went to he
Who would have thought I would end up here? Being in a fucking place where I swore I would never find myself. I ought not to take part in any bad actions, but here I am. “You never disappoint. You’re my favorite now,” our teacher said and I heard a young girl’s sob when he finally was able to zip up his pants. My grip on the blanket covering me tightened when he went near me to give me a peck on the cheek, before he finally left the abandoned room. “You’re the student council president’s friend, right? I see you talk all the time, can you tell her about what’s happening inside here? Please… I already feel so dirty, I can’t handle this anymore. Please help us,” one girl pleaded, but I chose to ignore her. There’s nothing I can do when I myself is a willing victim to be fucking used. “I can’t do anything about it. They won’t believe us,” I told them, before getting all my stuff to finally get dressed. I hate myself. I hate myself. I hate myself so much. I feel so fucking dirty, but