Chapter 18

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Carter was still wondering about whether he should tell his father about Dyandra, and the earring.

Whenever he tried to, he chickened out and said something else.

"Uh, dad?" he asked again.

"Yes, Carter?"

"I- well, it's about the murder thing at school..."

"Yes?" Carter's dad's face became serious.

"Uh, I- uh, did you find out anything else today?"

His dad shook his head.

"Unfortunetly, we haven't seen anything else."

Carter nodded.

"Carter, are you sure you don't know who's earring this is?"

His dad took out the gold earring again.

Carter became nervous.

"UhNoDadIHaveNoIdeaGottaDoHomeWorkBye,"

He sprinted away.

Carter's dad frowned.

"That boy isn't getting enough sleep."

Shaking his head, he continued reading his newspaper.

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Dyandra was beginning to get nervous at home. Every time she tried to do something, Mary Jane did something bad to her.

"I'll go to school," she thought.

After all, nothing bad ever happend to her when she was at school. Also, she had a lot of homework, and ahe couldn't let Mary Jane ruin her grades.

Dyandra put everything in her bag and walked to school.

It was pretty dark out, and it was beginning to rain a little.

When she arrived at the front of the school, she remembered something.

"Darn! The school is closing early today!"

Dyandra was about to turn around and walk home, but she decided to try opening the door, just in case.

Strangely, the front door opened.

"Weird. I thought they were closing early..."

Shrugging, she walked inside. None of the lights were on. It was creepy, walking through a dark hallway.

All the classroom doors were locked, except the gym.

"Oh well, better this than nothing,"

Dyandra walked up the stairs that lead to the back of the stage. She sat on the stage, curtains closed. Everything was set up like it was the day Mary Jane had died. Except this time, Dyandra was alone.

Dyandra started on her socials when she heard something behind her.

"Huh?"

Nothing. She laughed nervously.

"My imagination again!"

But of course, it wasn't just her imagination. It was Mary Jane. And tonight was the night she finally decided to kill Dyandra, in revenge of murdering her.

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Sorry we didn't upload yesterday!
This chapter was pretty short, but we actually plan on ending our book after 2 - 3 chapters. (:

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