The Harvest Game

Belle's P.O.V________________       "I'm going now..", I tiptoed placing a light kiss on Mum's left cheek. It wasn't like I was starting a new class or something, but the somewhat 'goodbye kiss' was a habit.   "Ohh dear, should I walk you to school?", Monica yawned obviously fighting to keep her eyes open, as the gentle breeze pushed pass her tangled hair.   "I'm in highschool mum!", I unconsciously rolled my eyes at her words, a light smile at my lips. With the increased murder cases in town, it sounded pretty sensible at least. Every night, one or two civilian lose their lives. And from what the media had announced, all the victims seem to be missing one or two body parts!   Oakbay was a peaceful town. From the time I was born I'd only ever heard of small shop robberies and petty criminals. Now missing people and murder cases was becoming so common....  

Belle's P.O.V ______________           #Belle Franchester: This better be good..   #Sharp shot: I assure you. But why did you use your real name?   #Belle Franchester: The mascot pissed me off..!   ♥♥♥♥♥_________________________________________♥♥♥♥♥   I looked through our text on the crappy farm game again while waiting out the front of my house. It had been about thirty minutes since I got back and I told mum I was worried about Laura.   A black car park in front of our lawn, making mum's mini Jeep look like some scraps from the junkyard.   The tinted glass from driver's window slowly lowered. "What are you waiting for?... Get in...", Laura gestured before I managed to drag her feet into the passenger's seat. "Nice ride..", 

  Belle's P.O.V __________       "Why me...", I whispered trying to hold back the tears that had started to build up. Since I'd joined the game, only bad things had been happening one after the other.   I squeezed my eyelids shut hoping this was all just a bad dream.   And soon.. I was gonna wake up, right?   He sluggishly lowered his lips to my ear to whisper. "It was actually easier than I thought you know?", His mocking laugh gave me goosebumps. "And what kind of idiot uses their real name?"   "It was an accident!", I frowned. Wouldn't it be better to be killed than go through this hellish mockery?   He scratched the knife lightly at my cheek making me rethink that in my head.   "Oww!"   "Now.. now, don't be like that..", he licked off the blood right off my face. Disg

Belle's P.O.V____________  After school, Mrs Figgle asked me to show the twins around the school since they both sat next to me. "But-", I abruptly got up slamming my fists on my desk. "Ahhhh!.. no buts!", She waved her index finger in the air as most of the students had began to file out of the class. "Anything wrong?", Pete asked, Peter was beside him. To me.... This was just another nightmare. "Nothing boys, Belle is going to show you around before everywhere gets locked up", her eyes narrow at me. "Aren't you?" I didn't reply as Mrs Figgle left alongside the last set of students. "So...", I turned to them trying to keep a straight face. Showing signs of weakness would be dangerous as I was all by myself. "I have something to do at home...". I'd managed a wave before turning to leave.&n

TWO MONTHS AGO°°°°°°°°°°°°°Laura's P.O.V _______________ "Psst!", I leaned over to whisper to Belle who was quietly seated in front of me. The mood of the whole class was getting too dull for my liking. We had English now and the teacher was absent, so Mrs Figgle just sat down trying to stay awake. 'Freakin' Hilarious!!' Belle sighed, "what is it?" She caught the look on my face as I tried to hold back my laughter. "Check my Instagram..", I whispered looking around the class. "We're in class, I can't bring out my phone" Why was she acting like she was a saint?  I rolled my eyes sarcastically. "Arrghh!... Okay look".