The great pretender

chapter 1

Melody was at home, on her phone, singing along to green day whilst scrolling on Instagram. Her dad was at work and he mom was probably at the bar, drinking with her 'boss'. So she was left with Charles, her annoying little brother who is 'such a nerd'. Today was a normal day, melody had finished her homework, she had bullied Charles into making her a cup of tea, she Face Timed Bea, her best friend who was obviously not hugged as a child. 

If I were you, I would stop reading after that. This is the only happy part of this story and I would regret it if you kept reading. This story is about death, depression, flames. There is nothing funny about this. 

If you are still reading, I might as well introduce myself, I would like to stay anonymous but you could call me obenkend. If you are wondering how I know this, you will find out soon enough- you might regret finding out and you'd be handling evidence. 

Anyways, Melody talked to Bea for hours- mostly about the latest bands or T.V shows but Bea needed to get homework done- or Melody needed to do Bea's homework for her seen as she is below in almost every subject, apart from art. whilst doing her homework, Melody smelt something off, like a fuse burning so she unplugged her phone charger and noticed that the plug was burnt, almost to a crisp.