Kingfisher high

This Stuff Belongs on TV not My Life!

<pre style="line-height: 16px; white-space: normal; color: #2a2a2a; font-size: 13px;">Si, Si, Si. Hey all, G'day. Right let's get this show on the road. Ok, I posted the previous chapter they were supposed to be the other way round but this way works better. I'm gonna upload one more chapter. I'm changing it quite a lot, because it makes me feel like the main character when I'm not, we all are. So the here we go on my pov stands for how dramatic I can be. But yeah anyway, please 'carry on reading...' Get that? do ya? carry on films? carry on reading? ok i'm gonna let you read now, don't forget to hit that vote button. See ya cobbers. Ciao. Du Branolds (Sorry had to bring in native language. :) personal joke there)</pre>

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<pre style="line-height: 16px; white-space: normal; color: #2a2a2a; font-size: 13px;">Lydia's POV (here we go...)</pre>

<pre style="line-height: 16px; white-space: normal; color: #2a2a2a; font-size: 13px;">I sat down, holding my hand to my chest. Breathing heavily. The sight was disgusting. I couldn't think of something more horrid. It kinda repulsed me. Some sicko was killing people. But WHY?!</pre>

<pre style="line-height: 16px; white-space: normal; color: #2a2a2a; font-size: 13px;">First Sanjana, now the new well old well dead, (you get it.) Girl. What did they both have in common. And why did they get killed.</pre>

<pre style="line-height: 16px; white-space: normal; color: #2a2a2a; font-size: 13px;">I was sitting in the library, just doing my chemistry revision. Casually turning each page trying to concentrate on biofuels. When all I could think about was the body and Ryan's sick masochistic mind. Who does that? I mean, yeah I'm ugly. But with a boy? Just who does that.</pre>

<pre style="line-height: 16px; white-space: normal; color: #2a2a2a; font-size: 13px;">A black girl sat down next to me. Getting out her revision guide. "Hi, Lydia."</pre>

<pre style="line-height: 16px; white-space: normal; color: #2a2a2a; font-size: 13px;">"Oh, hi Lizzy." Elizabeth was a girl in my english, math, gym and sciences. She was the oldest in the year. </pre>

<pre style="line-height: 16px; white-space: normal; color: #2a2a2a; font-size: 13px;">"Chemistry test. I hate Mr Moore. He needs anger management or something. If you hate kids then why come and teach. You know?"</pre>

<pre style="line-height: 16px; white-space: normal; color: #2a2a2a; font-size: 13px;">"Yeah, I know." I turned the page to alkanes and alkenes. What the heck?! This had totally slipped my mind.</pre>

<pre style="line-height: 16px; white-space: normal; color: #2a2a2a; font-size: 13px;">"Are you okay? I mean finding Sandra. Boy problems. A lot of boy problems."</pre>

<pre style="line-height: 16px; white-space: normal; color: #2a2a2a; font-size: 13px;">I chuckled. "Yeah, I just wanna know why some sicko is murdering these people and is it a link that nobody knows. Don't get me started on boys. I think I might turn lesbian. Are you okay? The Sanjana epidemic.She was like a goof friend of yours. I didn't think of her friends really. I'm sorry." I jokingly pondered the first bit then turned concerned.</pre>

<pre style="line-height: 16px; white-space: normal; color: #2a2a2a; font-size: 13px;">She laughed. "Oh god. Yeah I'm okay. She'll be missed"</pre>