<<Trouble in mayday>> Official Roleplay thread

eunoia · 10 September 2023 23:54

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“Why the fck would you ask that now JB” Jenny’s gears were grinding, how could Reece and Jacob play twenty questions but she said one thing and oh no, this was too much. “Oh shut the fck up twin two,” Jen bit at him, watching him quickly change expression for Hazel. “Hazel you don’t have to answer that, you should not…”

She had only been curious, wanting to understand Hazel’s situation better. As Hazel bravely shared her past struggles and current struggles with smoking, Jennifer couldn’t help feeling empathy and… bad, for her. She could feel the tension between Hazel, Jacob, and Reece, and really the whole group but she knew that Hazel needed their support.

When Jacob spoke with conviction to Hazel, Jennifer couldn’t help but feel a bit skeptical. She knew that heart disease was a serious condition, and she didn’t want to give Hazel false hope. At the same time, she understood that Jacob was trying to comfort Hazel, and she prayed that his words would bring her peace. But it was still a lie, and you could read that on her face.

As Hazel covered her face, crying, Jennifer wished that there was more she could do to help. She didn’t want to overstep her boundaries, but she knew that Hazel needed a friend right now. So that’s why she said nothing as Jacob hugged her, he comforted her, as the whole group gave their attention. But also why, she reached over and placed a comforting hand on Hazel’s shoulder, offering a soft smile. “We’re here for you, Hazel,” she leaned across and whispered. Well, they’re here for you. Jenny thought, looking around at everyone to confirm her words were true.

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Orp ◆ @Kristi • @Mouschi • Lowkey everyone tho ◆ Jacob • Hazel

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LunaticLeviTheSecond · 11 September 2023 13:48

ReeceSaige

When she responded that her heart problems were valve disease he knew just how serious it could be and his expression turned sour. He quickly tried to recall everything he knew about the valve disease, but considering he knew this information from his father’s and mother’s secondary experiences and stories, he didn’t know a lot, but enough to know how serious it was. Valve disease basically means that one or more valves don’t open and close propperly. It means there would be irregular heartbeats, chest pain, low or high blood pressure depending on which valve is affected, and it would means she would be at high risk of heart failure or a heart attack.
When Jenny mentioned she smoked, Reece realized she’s at a higher risk than she mentioned. He did not expect Jacob to turn on her for asking very logical questions. “Jacob, Jenny was right to ask that question. I know you wish this wasn’t the case, but smoking with a heart disease increases the chances of heart failure or cardiac arrest and considering she’s at a high risk of that happening already, smoking might as well kill her.”
He came closer to the two of them. “Jacob, I know you want to help, but saying she isn’t dying isn’t helping.” He turned to her. “It must be heart going through the chestpain, the palpitations and the countless doctor visits and a surgery to still be dealing with the same problem and still having limitations. You must want it all to end … But nobody whose ever had the pleasure to meet you wants that for you. Had we known about this sooner, we’d have a funraiser to make it as easy as possible for you and to give you the best possible care our money can get you. You are a rare gem, Hazel, it would be a shame to see you gone before you were polished to perfection. Now that we know, we will be here for you, and we won’t stop being here for you and offering our help to you until you feel better and hopefully those awful symptoms will end withouth you having to end as well.” He turned around to face Jenny and said. “That’s right Jenny, we’re all here for her.”

@Kristi - Jacob
@Mouschi - Hazel
@eunoia - Jennifer

Kristi · 13 September 2023 00:05

Alissa hated not knowing things, not knowing how to help nor knowing what to do. When it came to comforting people, that was easy for Alissa, she knew the words they wanted to hear and how to say but right now she did not know how to comfort Hazel or help her with this situation as Alissa did know much about it. She also felt a bit bad that she had not noticed Hazel’s conditions or questioned why she would usually sit out for gym when they do hard workouts, Alissa had just thought that well Hazel had found a good excuse to get out of such things or that she was skipping them though it would affect her grades, never really thinking it was something more or how complex it could be.

When Jacob had told her that she was not going to die- denial, which Alissa recognized, Jacob was going through denial. She had felt the grief Jacob felt and perhaps it was due to the fact they were twins or because they both loved Hazel dearly, but Alissa did not have much hope, hope was something she was beginning to lose. “You need to quit smoking Haze,” Alissa said in a scratchy tone, her voice hoarse as she looked concerned, “You have to accept it, someday you wii die and you’re increasing your chances with smoking, JB was wrong for saying it that way but really Hazel, please for you sake.” And selfishly for Alissa’s sake as she did not want to see a friend die orr anyone again die in this school, she had already had enough deaths and did not need more.

Alissa coughed, as she blinked, looking through the heads of everyone, seeing if they had any more to say. She wanted to move the attention away from Hazel so she said, "We all shared our most important things, Hazel shared that’s she close to freaking death, are you guys not going to share anything?"a

@Detectives

idiot.exe · 16 September 2023 18:18

Willow was unsure about sharing her secrets. She couldn’t possibly let anyone know about her, yet the situation called for it the most. She couldn’t let herself stay silent while the rest shared their deepest secrets. Even if she did, though, she just couldn’t believe that anyone could truly understand her. If anything, saying them out loud might as well make things worse. A mysterious, strange girl, that was what Willow was known for. To open up to people who never paid her any attention before, it was more than strange. ‘Interesting things to say’ was correct, yet she held back.

But one thing was certain, she could never mention what she talked about with Fern. Her absence had to be passed off as a coincidence, or maybe she could take the blame for it all. If only the killer hadn’t acted while they were out of the classroom, things would’ve been much easier. Now they’re forced to…

She took a deep breath, grounding herself in the moment. Jennifer said, she would share her secrets if Willow shared her own. She didn’t have much of a choice anymore, there weren’t that many people left.

But as she was about to speak, Hazel stood up and took the turn. As she lifted her shirt to reveal the scar, Willow’s heart skipped a beat and her eyes went wide. She couldn’t bring herself to move, nor speak. She could only hold the pencil in her hand, hovering over her notebook full of poems. To have the courage to share something so tragic and terrifying, Hazel was much braver than Willow. While she could barely confess her minor secrets, compared to life threatening illness. She avoided looking at Hazel, at Jennifer, at anyone while they continued to talk. As they all comforted the girl and expressed their concerns, Willow could only continue to sit in silence. She didn’t know her that well, only seen her around, but she felt as much shock as she would for a friend. Closing her eyes, Willow attempted to tune out her surroundings again. It was beginning to become unbearable, just how much more despair were they going to face?

It felt like eternity, as loud chatter filled the room again. First the death of a teacher, now an illness that could cost Hazel her life. And it wasn’t even certain that the rest of them were safe. Willow’s heart began to beat faster, as a dark thought filled her mind: nobody would survive that day. It couldn’t have been a coincidence, to call in that specific group, many of which aren’t even deserving of detention. She was afraid of what plot might be taking place behind their backs, and as irrational as it sounded, she couldn’t shake the thought that someone was after her. After their whole group.

When Alissa took the attention away from Hazel, asking the rest to share their secrets, Willow knew it was her turn next. She couldn’t hold back anymore, not after the rest shared pieces of themselves just to ensure the others feel safe.

Willow took a deep breath again, steading herself. She unclenched her jaw as she loosened the grip on her pen, turning to Hazel.

“I’m sorry, Hazel.” was all she could say.

She turned her head to Alissa, then Jennifer. “As I said, there’s nothing special about me.” she continued. “My parents are both lawyers, quite the honored profession. After I graduate, I’m expected to follow in their footsteps. Yet, I…” she trailed off. Willow knew what was to come next. She would have to open up to such a large group, and possibly add to the burden they were feeling. She didn’t want to make it seem like she had it worse than the rest, her problems were the least of her concerns. Making it sound like it wasn’t a big issue was what she was meant to do as well. “I want to study psychology, um… Maybe become a poet, whatever fate has in store.”

She looked down at her desk, avoiding everyone’s eyes for what she was about to say next.

“Fate doesn’t always work out in our favor, unfortunately. My dreams would have to be put aside, I’ve accepted it. A lawyer is what I’m meant to be, otherwise there wouldn’t be so many obvious signs pointing me towards that.” In fact, it felt more like they were forcing her.

@eunoia × Jennifer Avery Boyd
@Kristi × Alissa Brian
@Mouschi × Hazel Bailey

THIS IS SO LONG JDJDS

eunoia · 18 September 2023 02:36

“Fate doesn’t always work out in our favor, unfortunately. My dreams would have to be put aside, I’ve accepted it. A lawyer is what I’m meant to be, otherwise there wouldn’t be so many obvious signs pointing me towards that.”

Jen wanted to give Willow a slap on the back, a little good job for going first, friendly gesture, but instead Jennifer let out a small chuckle at Willow’s comment, her tone lighthearted but a bit rude though she was joking, in an almost good friend kind of way. But still, she had laughed at Willow. Maybe not her best move.

Jennifer listened intently, and her eyebrows raised in surprise at Willow’s revelation. “Well, well, well,” she said, smirking slightly. “Don’t you just love it when your parents tell you what you’re supposed to do with your life? That’s their way of showing they care, I guess.” She leaned back on the desk she had claimed, crossing her arms. “But you know what? Screw them. You know what you want, and that’s all that matters. You want to study psychology and maybe become a poet? That’s awesome. Follow your dreams and make them a reality. Don’t let anyone, not even your parents, hold you back.” Jennifer paused for a moment, her expression softening. “I know it can be tough when your passion doesn’t align with what’s expected of you, but you’re not alone. Look at me? I know society doesn’t expect much from me, statistically, being raised by a single woman and growing up around poverty even if I didn’t completely go through it.” This was common knowledge, so Jenny kept spouting. “And yes, I have standards but… I’m not dumb. I’m not the person to give a big warm speech about this, because to an extent I do play into my ‘statistics’ ” Jenny air quoted very dramatically. “But that doesn’t mean my mom doesn’t want me to succeed. She pushes me to get out of my life style. She pushes me to get away from some of the people I hang out with. She pushes me to think about college. And maybe I don’t know what I want to do after high school yet, but she still tries to set me on her pre-decided path. And I resist … a lot.” Jenny chuckled a bit. “We’re all here to support each other, no matter what. We can’t get out of this situation now. And if you ever need someone to talk to or a kick in the butt to get you back on track, you know where to find me.”

Jennifer felt her heart speeding up, she had never really given anyone a… a—a prep talk like this. “But you know what? Don’t let anyone tell you what you need to be. Willow, I honestly thought you were a little weird before I actually… met you. And I still hardly know you… so maybe you are, but you also seem so… cool. If you want to study psychology and become a poet, then go for it. Your dreams matter just as much as anyone else’s, signs or no signs.”

Jenny had had enough. She was tired of everyone’s crap and wanted to get it over with. So, she decided to share her secrets like everybody else did.

“I’m not gonna sugarcoat it, the only reason I haven’t been kicked out of school is because I’m academically gifted. It’s not some humblebrag or anything, it’s just… the truth. I’ve worked my butt off for these grades.” Her words lacked any enthusiasm, almost robotic. Jenny took a moment to observe her classmates’ reactions, some were surprised—not in the way they were for Hazel, while others remained unfazed. It didn’t matter to her though, she only shared this because everyone else was doing the same. “Yeah, look, I’m not here to brag, I swear,” She repeated, “but the truth is my grades are one of the highest in our school," Jenny said, sounding a bit agitated. The school isn’t even that big. “And it’s not just about my academic performance, it reflects on the school’s reputation as well. That’s probably why I can get away with some stupid sht sometimes and still not get expelled. Don’t get me wrong, I get in trouble a lot, but I’ve never crossed the line that would get me kicked out.”

“My second secret is that I have a pet bird. He’s a little cockatiel named Malcom, and he’s been with me since I was a kid. I know it’s not as exciting as some of the other secrets that have been shared,” Jenny peaked at everyone, “but he’s really important to me. And yes, I know a bird is probably not fitting for me.” Relieved that she had finally shared her secrets, she didn’t know what her classmates thought of her now, but she didn’t care. She felt better having gotten it all out in the open. Generally. There was a part of her that regretted it, but hey, if they could why couldn’t she? She was Jennifer freaking Boyd. Rebellious and hated. What was a little more gas to keep the fire going?

As Jenny looked around, she couldn’t help but chuckle. It was a strange feeling, being so vulnerable and yet so liberated at the same time. Despite the fact that she had laid her secrets bare for all to see, she felt lighter somehow, as though she had shed an invisible weight.

A smile lit up her face as she made eye contact with all the losers across the room. Everyone was mostly taking all the secrets in stride and Jenny was grateful she didn’t get to hung up on them either. It could have gone so much worse and so much better, she knew. People could have laughed at her, or worse, used her secrets against her. But nothing of the sort happened, and for that, Jenny felt grateful. ~~And plus, she had all the dirt too now.~~ “And as much as I hate to admit it, paper girls right, soooo?” Jenny gestured around, waiting for the last of the secrets.

@Detectives • @idiot.exe • Willow • Writing this was literally a fever dream so let me know if anything doesn’t make sense sorry it’s so long everyone~

idiot.exe · 18 September 2023 17:35

Hearing Jennifer laugh at her once she opened up, made Willow jump to the worst assumptions. It was a mistake. It was all a mistake. And she hadn’t even gotten to the second part yet. Her heart sped up, avoiding eye contact with the girl. She knew it was pointless to speak up, her secrets were nothing compared to the rest.

And then, Jenny continued to speak. Relief started to wash over Willow, hearing what she told her. She didn’t expect her to be able to relate so easily, much less give her a whole talk to make her feel better. Willow hated making assumptions, especially about misunderstood people like Jennifer. She was glad to see her kindness shine through.

Unfortunately, she couldn’t follow her advice. As much as she wanted to stand up to her parents, especially her mother, there was nothing she could do without making the situation worse.

She turned to Jenny. “My mother and father only want what’s best for me, that’s true. They want me to succeed in life, live comfortably. Following in their footsteps is the easiest path for me. I would be ungrateful to deny their help, wouldn’t I be?” she smiled faintly, but her eyes showed a hint of sadness. “I’m not going to judge your decisions, though. You’re really brave for going against your mother, well, even society as a whole to chase after what you want… In a way, I believe…” she trailed off, unsure if she should say any more.

Willow already felt like she’s said enough, yet she still hadn’t gotten to the second part. She took a deep breath and continued. “I believe the two of us aren’t so different. I admire your bravery, really. In a way, I’m also a rebel, expressing so much individuality even if I know I’d be misunderstood. But some things are completely out of my control. I’ve accepted that. Even if I don’t follow the path I want, it will still be the best choice, you know?”

She smiled warmly at Jennifer’s offer. It felt like there was finally a ray of hope in all the darkness and misfortune that day. “Thank you, I appreciate that. Just know I’ll also be here if you need to talk.” she paused, adding “I don’t understand why many people dislike you. You’re a really sweet and understanding person. I wish others could see what I have today.” Though she hesitated in speaking earlier, complimenting and comforting others came easily to Willow. Words flowed easily as she spoke this time around.

Hearing Jennifer talk about her secrets, Willow couldn’t lie that she didn’t expect either one. She had assumed she was often in trouble due to avoiding her classwork. But to hear that her grades were one of the best, it was a pleasant surprise. Willow realized that she truly didn’t know anything about Jennifer. Though, she never got a chance to talk to her before that day. How strange, she got to speak to so many people and open up that day, when a murder happened and they got blamed for it.

She smiled hearing about Malcolm. “I think it’s a sweet secret, it kind of eases the tension.”

Now that Jenny finished speaking, it was time for Willow to finish what she said earlier. “I suppose… I’ll take your offer now. To speak to you, I mean.” she sighed, turning towards Jennifer, but speaking slightly louder so at least one more person could hear. “The truth is, I… If I don’t become a lawyer like my parents want me to, then… I’m aftaid what might happen to their relationship.” she gulped. “My father would support whatever I choose, I know it. But my mother disagrees with him. She thinks being a lawyer is the right path for me. They… They argue a lot over that…” she said, then went silent.

And the final part she could say out loud, I’ll just tell them being a lawyer is my dream.

@eunoia × Jennifer Avery Boyd

eunoia · 18 September 2023 22:58

“…In a way, I believe…” Willow trailed off, leaving Jennifer to pick up with raised eyebrows. “And you believe…?”

Jenny let out a sarcastic laugh. “You’re too afraid to go against your parents, end of story. You’re not being ungrateful by choosing a different path, you’re being yourself. You’re not judging me because you know deep down that you wish you had the guts to do what I’m doing. Don’t try to make excuses for your lack of backbone.” Jenny leaned back in her seat, daring anyone to challenge her. “I’m just saying. I see you writing a lot, so metaphorically, pick up your pen and don’t end the story there, Willow.” Jennifer said her name, just to add power to her statement.

“I don’t.” Jennifer said blatantly. “Now that you point it out, I do see how you could be seen as a rebel. You go against the grain, I mean, I don’t see anyone who expresses themselves like you.” She did admit. “You may dress gothic but that doesn’t make you a rebel. You’re just a coward who’s too scared to take risks. A rebel is literally just someone who goes against a higher power or government. It’s a resistance. And you call it accepting things that are out of your control? B🐂llsh💩t. You’re just too afraid to take control of your own life. Don’t try to compare yourself to me, because we’re not the same. I’m not afraid to speak my truth and follow my own path, even if it means going against the norm. And don’t try to justify your choices as the best choice. You’re just settling for what’s comfortable, not what’s best for you." Jenny crossed her arms and a defiant look on her face. Maybe this will rub off on her. But as Jenny looked at everyone’s faces, she knew she had probably crossed a line. Maybe her delivery wasn’t so great, and maybe that’s why she didn’t give prep talks.

This was never something Jennifer had ever had to deal with, so despite their differences, she tried to look at how Willow was struggling with her own beliefs and values. "Willow, I didn’t mean to sound so harsh.” She took a more gentle tone, but still meant every word. “I’m sorry. I can understand that you’re going through a tough time right now. But please, don’t let society or your parents dictate what you want. You have the right to live your life on your own terms, even if it’s not the easiest path. You’re not alone.” Jenny looked at the top of Willows head, just so she didn’t have to look at her eyes.

“I don’t understand why many people dislike you. You’re a really sweet and understanding person. I wish others could see what I have today.” Jenny’s smile faltered as she listened to Willow’s kind words. She couldn’t help but feel a twinge of guilt as she thought of all the people she had messed with just for her own amusement. Teachers she had disrespected because they had underestimated her abilities or been rude to her. All the pranks she had played on people just to get a laugh.

“I appreciate your kind words, Willow,” Jenny replied, her voice soft. “But I’m not usually a sweet and understanding person. I’ve done things in the past that I’m not proud of—okay, maybe some that I still am, but things that have hurt other people. Feelings and otherwise. And I know that some people look at me and only see the girl who causes chaos and trouble. It’s not the best look… and it definitely comes to bite me in the •ss way too often but,” Jenny gave Willow a small smile. “Thank you for giving me a chance today. To be better than just a rebel. It means a lot to me.”

It was quiet. Willow even put the cherry on top, “I’ll just tell them being a lawyer is my dream.”

As Jenny listened to Willow’s confession, her mind raced with thoughts and emotions. She couldn’t help but feel a mixture of admiration and sympathy for the girl. Willow was clearly going through a lot, and yet she still had the courage to speak up and be honest. Jenny realized that she had underestimated Willow before, thinking of her as just another privileged teenager who had everything handed to her on a silver platter. But now she saw that Willow was more than that, that there was a depth to her that she hadn’t expected.

Jenny also felt a sense of responsibility towards Willow now. She knew that she was in a position to help her, or at least to offer her support and advice when she needed it. Maybe they actually were both both strong-willed and passionate about what they believed in. Perhaps, Jenny thought, they could even learn from each other.

Jennifers eye were round with surprise as she finally tried for eye contact. She hadn’t realized just how empathetic Willow truly was to think this way. "Wow, Willow. I had no idea…That’s… hard.”

@idiot.exe • Willow • Ehh, I tried to soften the blow

idiot.exe · 21 September 2023 15:57

Willow sighed. “It isn’t that easy for me to go against my parents. Besides, I don’t see a point. In the end, all that matters is that… There’s no more arguments.”

Willow couldn’t be angry with Jenny for the things she said. She was right. It didn’t matter how harsh her tone was, Willow needed to hear someone encouraging her to live her life. Because despite her will to please her parents, deep down she wanted to follow her dreams. She continued to listen to Jenny, trying to keep her expression as neutral as possible.

She took a deep breath, nodding along to what Jenny was telling her. “You’re right. But that’s just how it is.” She looked around the room, observing everyone’s reactions. Though it was far from the truth, she felt their eyes stare into her soul like daggers. Every passing second felt longer than the last. Willow wished she could just hide away. Especially when she felt like she spoke up about something so insignificant and burdened the entire group.

When Jenny started talking about herself again and turned the attention away from her, Willow felt a sense of relief wash over her.

Her lips curved into a small frown as she listened. For Jenny to be judged by others for her mistakes, without truly being known, sounded heartbreaking. Willow didn’t think much of Jennifer before they started talking, only that she heard rumors of her being a troublemaker. She knew better than to believe rumors, especially since she didn’t know her personally. But in fact, she had suspected something might be wrong at home. Willow had heard that when teenagers act out and rebel, it can’t be without a cause. So Willow was curious what drove Jenny to stand out. As much as she didn’t want to admit, she was curious about her life. But how could she ask without intruding?

“I don’t know you, and I can’t judge you based on what I heard about you. I’m sure we’ve all made mistakes, some we can’t come back from…” she trailed off.

Mistakes, like the night with Fern. If only she could go back in time and stop herself from doing that, then she wouldn’t have put her… friend’s life at risk. Nobody had asked them about the conversation in the bathroom yet, but she knew it was bound to be soon. They were suspects. Her heart started to race and she tightened the grip on her pen again, as her eyes landed on Fern. She had been silent for a while.

Willow shut her eyes for moment, turning back to Jenny. “I’m proud of you for making effort to change. It’s never too late to learn from your mistakes. The label they put on you doesn’t define you.” she smiled at Jenny, but her eyes kept looking across the room.

Opening up about her life at home, strangely felt like a weight had been lifted off her chest. But on the other hand, now other people were aware of her struggles, even if that was the tip of the iceberg.

“Well… As sad as it may sound, I’m used to it. But I think I’ve talked enough about myself.” she forced a smile, trying to avoid making the rest worry. She looked around the room again, wondering if anyone else would like to speak. There were only a few students left, including… Fern.

@eunoia × Jennifer Avery Boyd
@Jass × Fernanda Briggs (mentioned)

This post is kinda bad but for some reason I don’t feel inspired to write these past few days

Kristi · 23 September 2023 11:43

Alissa listened to their words, her eyes flickering between Willow and Jenny. She already knew that the rebel was secretly smart after all she did some swooping around the school, so it always made her wonder why? Why Jenny did the shxt she did, why she chose to be a rebel- granted nobody liked her but Alissa she was sure she could find a way to be liked. It was easy to convince this school you can be liked and hanging out with the right people you can increase your social status and yet… Well, that concerned her. Alissa was shocked though that she had a pet bird- it was not an animal she associated with jenny, a pet bulldog, some exotic pet that her family smuggled in, or anything else other than a pet bird made sense. “You, you have a pet bird?” Alissa asked as if she could not believe her eyes she blinked, and blinked her eyes darting between Jenny and the window to confirm she had heard right, “is that like a codeword for another thing? An exotic pet? Like an inside joke?” Alissa asked blinking.

Talking about Willow, as well, Alissa felt pity for her. She was just like Oliver with the fear of disappointing her parents, but really Alissa always felt like children should take a leap- your parents life is not yours, you should not live for others because if you then your life has no other meaning but to serve. But she could understand what Willow was feeling, it was unfortunate though because Alissa felt- Willow would make a really good psychiatrist. She just seemed like the type who would, “Willow… Jenny is right. You really should not be living for others, this the only life you got- your only youth. Your parents already had their youth, you should live for yourself.” She told her emphasizing on the worlds ‘yourself’ and ‘live’ because Alissa felt than unless you’re living for yourself, for your own purpose then you are not really living- you are merely existing.

She put a hand on her chest, noting a strange reaction there then she turned to face the others. There was not a lot of them remaining, and with Willow going, Alissa was really curious about what Fern would say. After all, Fern and Willow were both in the bathroom for a really long time and know Alissa kind of associated Fern with Willow- also Fern’s life seemed quite interesting. “Fern?” Alissa was sorry to call her out infront of everyone else, but she really wanted to hear speak. “Do you have anything to say?”

@idiot.exe
@eunoia
@Jass

Jass · 24 September 2023 17:57

Fern had been listening quietly to everyone else speak, but mostly she had just heard Willow beat around the bush. Not wanting to expose whatever happened between them. And Fern, she was done with it, she wanted to be honest. Now was a better time than ever before to get honest, and share this part of herself. “I’m bisexual” she said, feeling more relaxed about finally coming out than she thought she would have. “And a girl I fell for, well, she is here with us, in this room.” she had a quick look at Willow, before looking around to everyone else. While she was ready, she did not feel comfortable exposing Willow at this moment, but she hoped her being honest was enough encouragement for Willow to speak up.
“And what else, screw these f-cking cliques, they are the reason I struggle with social anxiety” she looked down at her feet as she spoke these words. “I supposedly am a hipster, someone who should care about all these social norms and sh-t, but I don’t. I hate being pushed into who I have to be.” she shook her head. “Why can’t we all just appreciate people for who they are, and stop thinking in these useless boxes?”

@Kristi - Alissa
@idiot.exe - Willow
@Detectives - the Fern x Willow drama revealed.

eunoia · 25 September 2023 15:50

“I think it’s a sweet secret, it kind of eases the tension.” Jenny relaxed a bit, that was the effect Malcom-“You, you have a pet bird?” Alissa asked as if she couldn’t believe her ears, truly surprised. “Is that like a codeword for another thing? An exotic pet? Like an inside joke?” Alissa asked blinking her doe eyes.

“Yes Alissa, it’s a code word for my piranha.” Jenny said, trying to make her eyes as round as Alissas. She couldn’t hold it, she rolled her eyes. “No, it’s not code for anything,” Jenny said flatly. “I actually have a pet bird.”

“You’re right. But that’s just how it is.” Jenny wanted to claw her face off and pull her hair out. Was Willow really not picking up on what she just said? Did she have to write it out in big letters? DO. YOUR. OWN. THING. You could see on Jenny’s face that she was frustrated, but Jennifer merely rolled her eyes to make sure she didn’t lunge at Willow. “We’ll work on that answer.” Jenny ground out, forcing a tight smile.

“Willow… Jenny is right. You really should not be living for others, this the only life you got- your only youth. Your parents already had their youth, you should live for yourself.” Jenny threw her arms up, “thank you!” she burst at the agreement.

“I’m bisexual” Jenny honestly couldn’t be surprised anymore-“And a girl I fell for, well, she is here with us, in this room.” Oh. Nevermind. Jennifer knew that Alissa was gay now, could Fern be pining over Alissa? But the again, the other girl didn’t need to be gay—could it be her??!? Fern had literally just comforted Jenny from tears! Im not gay! Was comforting someone from a breakdown normal? “And what else, screw these f-cking cliques, they are the reason I struggle with social anxiety ” Jenny watched Fern, as she looked to the floor. “I supposedly am a hipster, someone who should care about all these social norms and sh-t, but I don’t. I hate being pushed into who I have to be. … Why can’t we all just appreciate people for who they are, and stop thinking in these useless boxes?” You could see the gears turning in Jennifer’s head, if anyone was even paying attention to her anymore, she hyper focused on Fern to see if she would give it away. “I love my ‘clique’. It makes people stay away from me with just a rumor through one ear.” Jenny commented, not sure if it was true or not. There was lots of pros to her reputation, but also lots of cons. Jennifer stopped paying attention to all the others, only focusing on Fern now. Give me something to work off of. She willed, her brain sending silent messages to the girl she watched, unwaveringly.

@idiot.exe _ Willow
@Kristi _ Alissa
@Jass _ Fern

Kristi · 30 September 2023 00:21

As Jacob listened to the whole speech- the whole secrets, processing the fact he had just giving Hazel a hug and that fact that they was also a huge and a huge chance she might die the next day or in hours- you never really know with heart problems, Jacob also had to process one more thing out of all the things he had to process. That Fern Briggs was gay.

And that’s not a problem and anything, like Jacob is not homophobic he’s a floater, he’s chill like that and now it seems he has a lesbian ish sister? Was she a lesbian or bisexual? Jacob had no idea, but when Fern had confessed Jacob couldn’t help but blurt out, “Why are they so many gay people here? Like who else gay,” he winced when he realized how offensive that sounded, 'Actually I am sorry I did not mean it that way, I love gay people and all and i think there should be more of you guys you know and my twin is a lesbian- bisexual, I don’t know but she is having a relationship with ex so that means something and I’m just really nervous but umm," jacob scratched, “Go you guys, live your truth,” Jacob said trying to find the whole worlds, you know probably he should shut up- he was never really good with words when he thought about it and now that his whole life was insane, he was even worst with words like terrible, so he just sat down, staring at Hazel with a sad expression on his face-, she couldn’t just die like that. She could not- he had already seen the dead body of his old teacher and he did not want to see the dead body of his crush and dear frriend. As he continued to stare at Hazel who was opposite to him, Jacob did not realize what Jb had said about her secrets till Alissa had asked about someone having a pet bird, “Wait who has a pet bird?”

He looked at reece for help when everyone turned to him giving him looks, "I’m sorry i just can’t handle a lot of information thrown at me, " And that was why if it was not for Alissa, he would not be in the status he was and though he was still a little bit upset with her and sad and confused- all three, there were times he was thankful for what Alissa had done for meeting Hazel, and though he would never say this out loud he was grateful for detention in a way. Detention was what made Jacob find out about Hazel, which he suspected if not for the fact they were telling each other secrets, he would have never found out till the day she died or went into a coma.

@Jass - fern mentioned
@eunoia - Jenny mentioned
@Mouschi - hazel
@LunaticLeviTheSecond - reece

eunoia · 30 September 2023 01:39

“Why are they so many gay people here? Like who else gay,”

Jenny couldn’t help but burst into laughter at Jacob’s ramblings about his sister’s sexuality. “Oh my gosh, Jacob, you’re a mess,” she gasped, catching her breath. “Come on, someone else has to be gay too then, right? Anthony? Speak now or forever hold your peace.” JB chuckled, shaking her head before turning back to Jacob. “But hey, at least you’re supportive. That’s gotta count for something, right? Especially with Dior.” Jennifer said, still no filter in sight.

“Wait who has a pet bird?” Jenny was sick of this being brought up again. Now, if he had asked what Malcom looked like, or the tricks he could do, how much he could say, or even what food he was eating Jennifer would have been more than happy to ramble about him! Brag on him, even! She raised her hand, an expression of pure annoyance plastered her face. “Gosh, you are a mess, keep up twin—Jacob.” She almost reverted to calling him twin two, but refrained, simply to get his attention away from her. She had bigger fish to fry. Starting with Briggs.

Jenny rolled her eyes at Jacob’s excuse for not listening. “Ugh, can you focus for two seconds?” she snapped, clearly annoyed. Between having to stare Fern down and listen to everyone, Jenny felt the building pressure to just ask—ask if she was the girl Fern liked. To be fair, Jennifer wasn’t gay, and thought it was a little weird. But who was she to judge? Most people hated her, feared her, or completely ignored her existence. And she’d never actually seen a functioning family that had a mom and a dad. Jenny tried to push the thought of confronting Fern out of her head, but it kept nagging at her. She couldn’t help but wonder if it was her that Fern had a crush on, and if so, what should she do about it? On the one hand, she wasn’t interested in Fern that way and didn’t want to lead her on. On the other hand, she didn’t want to hurt Fern’s feelings or make things awkward between them. It was hard to separate, especially after Fern had comforted her and had witnesses a mrdered teacher. They all had.

As she listened to the others talk, Jenny’s mind kept racing with different scenarios. Maybe she could just ignore it and hope that Fern’s crush would fade away on its own. Or maybe she should just come out and ask Fern directly, so they could talk about it and clear the air or maybe she could just—“Fern, do you have a crush on me or something?" she blurted out, her voice sharp and rude. Everyone else fell silent, their eyes fixed on Jenny.

@Kristi • Jacob
@Jass • Fern
How embarrassing Jenny

LunaticLeviTheSecond · 1 October 2023 13:59

ReeceSaige

Willow was next to share her secret. She said ometing about defying her parents when it came to her own life, and Reece wanted to encourage her to do what she wants to do. He knows parents sometimes don’t know what they’re doing, case and point his own mother with her ‘boyfriend’. He was just about to try forming a sentence, when Jennifer beat him to it, and started saying what he wanted to say, except in a more agressive way. He shrugged it off and let if happen, since the advice was almost the same. He wanted to but in as Jennifer turned more agressive when Willow admitted doing her own thing would break her family apart, but he didn’t have time before Alissa butted in.
“Quiet. You guys are pushing Willow the same way her parents are. On one side she has her parents telling her be a lawyer or else me and your father will get a divorce fighting over it, and you guys are hounding her to do her own thing despite the fact she doesn’t want her family to split up. She needed advice, not somebody to do the same thing her mom is doing.” He turned his focus only to Willow and said. “Willow this is one of those choices in life where whichever side you pick you wonder how life would be if you picked the other option. Don’t let others push you into an answer if you know what’s right … Besides poetry and book writing doesn’t pay well, so you might need another job to support it … Why not do some low requierment law job and sell poems on the side? That way you’ll get paid a good wage, not dissapoint your mom and do what you want as well.” Reece turned away after saying that only to find that already Alissa pushed Fern to tell us her secret while Reece wondered why they were sharing secrets instead of calling authorities or telling somebody about a murder, but his train of thought was lost when Fern said she was bisexual.
“Really? She’s in the room? Does she reci … does she feel the same way?” He asked. He felt comfortable asking her anything since they smoked mary jane to get in this detention.
Jacob honed in, seeming both confused and frustrated which was obvious from his words. “Why are they so many gay people here? Like who else gay” Jacob couldn’t help but snicker at this statement, knowing how it sounded to everybody, but also knowing the poor guy was still coming to grasp with the whole ‘my sister is gay and slept with my ex’ ordeal which he didn’t have time to process before his crush told him she was dying. He would’ve said something about it, but he was still supressing a laugh and he didn’t want to comfort Jacob while laugh becuase that might seem insensitive and Jacob might get the wrong idea. Thankfully, he managed to explain himself, which was also funny, but Reece managed to supress his laughter withouth even a snicker or a noise … this time. Jacob suddenly focused on there being a secret revealed about a pet bird, which Reece had all but forgotten about. “Oh yeah” He thought to himself. “Alissa really tried to make a big deal out of nothing. As if Jenny having a pet bird meant literally anything to anybody.” Jacob turned to look at Reece with pleading eyes while everybody else looked at him. Reece was quick to respond and say. “Oh come on buddy, don’t let that get you down.” He turned to Jenny and said “Will you shut up? Too soon, bro, he’s still dealing with a lot of the information and needs time to process. Don’t antagonize him, he used to be a jock and I can attone he could become a real meance if you pick and prodd enough. So, focus on somebody who isn’t an emotional wreck today, okay?” He turned back to Jacob and said. “Hey bud, don’t let Jenny get under your skin. You know she enjoys in other people’s misery. I know a lot of this information hurt you today, so nobody, but Jenny, but she doesn’t really count, really cares if you remebered Alissa bugging Jenny about her pet bird. It wasn’t even important, it’s like Alissa is the same as Jenny, trying to antagonize everybody in her path.”
When Jenny turned her focus on to Fern, albeit in her antagonizing way she decied to directly acuse Fern of crushing on none other but Jenny herself. Jokingly, Reece turned to Jenny like everybody is and said. “That’s it Jenny, focus on her.”

@Kristi - Alissa and Jacob
@Jass - Fern
@eunoia - Jennifer

idiot.exe · 3 October 2023 12:47

Willow sat in silence. Her eyes were turned to her notebook, closed shut on the table. Listening to everyone give her advice and support was somewhat a shock. It was strange, to be someone so unnoticed for her whole life. The first time she started getting attention was when she began expressing herself through fashion and poetry. And it was all negative, stares and whispers as if she wouldn’t hear. So many people refused to look past the goth label and get to know her, and Willow, being reserved, never got much of a chance to show her personality. But now, she was surrounded by many people who gave her affirmation, support, even acknowledged her problems. And she never even planned to open up to them. She smiled faintly, listening to everyone speak.

She looked at Jennifer, who encouraged her to follow her dreams despite her parents. Then Alissa, who chimed in in agreement. But then there was Reece, who gave her different advice. One that considered both sides. Her eyes widened as he called the group out, telling them they’re acting like her parents. She wanted to disagree, really, but she felt like she was being pressured again. But she couldn’t say that, could she? That Reece was right, even if she didn’t want to admit it. They were just trying to help her, because even though she wanted to please her parents and avoid argument, deep down she wanted to hear someone support her dream. A lawyer wasn’t a path she could see herself taking.

“Thank you, everyone,” she looked down. “I’ll think about it.” Maybe it was just a way to avoid the conversation and take attention off her. But truly, she was having second thoughts. She sighed. It wasn’t the time to be thinking about her future, when she might not even make it out alive that day.

And then, just when she thought she could avoid talking about it, Fern spoke up. Willow turned her head towards her, wide-eyed. She felt her heart speed up, her hands beginning to shake. Though she tried to convince Fern, she knew she couldn’t keep her from talking. It was her choice. Yet, Willow felt like she was to blame.

As she made eye contact with Fern, she quickly looked away. Willow took a deep breath, putting her hands under the table so they’re out of sight. She turned to Jenny, making sure she didn’t notice anything. She seemed to be looking at Fern, as she continued to speak. Willow could barely focus on the words, her heartbeat drumming in her ear.

Yet Fern seemed unaffected by fear. She came out without hesitation, in front of so many people. Alissa was the first to come out, she likely gave Fern the confidence. Or did she? Because regardless of everyone’s reactions and support, Willow still kept her mouth shut. She couldn’t make a sound. She looked at Fern, then back at Jennifer, before scanning the classroom for everyone’s reactions. Some surprised, some curious, and then everything proceeded as normal. Except for Willow, who sat frozen in her seat. She had to speak up. Staying silent would only draw suspicion to her. But what could she say?

“I agree,” she turned to Fern for a second, before darting her eyes away. “Cliques can’t define a person. They are nice to find a group of like-minded people, to bond over your similarities and interests,” Willow spoke with a cold, factual tone. Her words flowed like they were automated. She almost felt like she wasn’t present in the room. “But in the end, a label like that is limiting. Others assume without knowing you. I’m sorry you’re dealing with social anxiety. You’re so much more than people’s unfair beliefs…”

And then what? Could she really lie and say her usual, “You can talk to me if you need”? Because truly, when Fern gathered the courage to come out despite the consequences, Willow stayed silent. She said she would protect her, take the attention off Fern and let herself be a target. But now, when the time came, Willow only sat frozen and observed.

Did she really want to protect Fern, or was she just scared herself? One thing was for sure, Willow didn’t want anyone to find out it was her who Fern fell for.

@eunoia × Jennifer Avery Boyd
@Kristi × Alissa Brian
@LunaticLeviTheSecond × Reece Saige

@Jass × Fernanda Briggs

Jass · 4 October 2023 12:43

Fern listened as first Jennifer reacted to her ranting about the system of cliques, it did not surprise Fern that Jennifer was actually enjoying her clique, she didn’t like the argumentation Jennifer used however. “Jennifer, you shouldn’t push everyone away. You do know you deserve people who care about you in your life?” she looked at Jennifer with a genuine caring smile.

When Jacob replied to her sexuality, Fern could not help but have to hold back a chuckle. The way he rambled was quite endearing and funny to her. “Thanks Jacob, it feels good to live my truth and be open about it.” A sigh of relief left her body as spoke those words. Fern was not excited to probably be labeled as the bisexual girl from now on, cause she did not trust everyone to keep it within these walls, but she did not want to. She wanted to just be herself. At least living with a label was better than being in the closet,.

Then the conversation moved on, and it wasn’t long before Jennifer asked her if she had a crush on her, Fern felt some frustration, it was such a stereotype that just because Fern was nice to people, she liked them. No she didn’t fall far the first girl she speaks to. She had quickly developed a caring for Jennifer, seeing she struggled more than she wanted to show, but that surely did not mean it was more than that. However, she also realised that if she would be making it clear Jenny wasn’t the one she had a crush on, there wouldn’t be that many girls left, automatically that would put the spotlight more on Willow. Who seemed awfully quiet and uncomfortable. She needed to handle this with tact, for she did not want to enforce a coming out from Willow. “Let’s just say that whoever I have a crush on knows about it.” She hoped this would make it clear to Jenny it definitely wasn’t here, without making it too obvious for the others. “And to answer your question Reece, I am not sure what she feels, anymore.” the last word was nothing more than a whisper, and she looked as far away from Willow as possible, as it really had hurt the way she had felt rejected by Willow before.

As Willow then spoke about labels being limiting, that deeply resonated with Fern. She couldn’t help but stay focused on each word she spoke, each movement she made. She softly replied, focusing her eyes on the distance rather than anyone in specific: “You’re right Willow, labels are limiting, whether that is these cliques, sexuality, they shouldn’t decide how people view you.” she felt some sadness as she spoke, “Is it that much to just judge a person for who they are, their personality, rather than these stupid labels.” she played a bit with the sleeve of her flannel as she spoke.

@idiot.exe - Willow
@eunoia - Jenny
@LunaticLeviTheSecond - Reece
@Kristi - Jacob

Kristi · 16 October 2023 16:57

Announcement:
With heavy hearts, we must share the sorrowful news of the passing of our esteemed teacher, Mr. Albert, and our dear fellow student, Miss Alissa Brian. Miss Alissa was not only a cherished member of our student body but also a former junior head girl and the dedicated leader of the student blog and newspaper committee. Their absence leaves a void in our hearts and our school community. May their souls find eternal peace. Student psychologists is always available for those grieving and today- yes, you do have to come to school but it will be a non-work day as we talk and write letters to the families of Alissa Brian and Mr.Albert.

As soon as they went home from detention, after seeing Mr.Albert’s dead body, the next morning, Alissa Brian was found dead with a note saying, ‘forgive me’ left on the table. She had died ‘mysteriously’, it was a painless and easy death the officers said sending their condolence to the family. School was cancelled the next day to give everyone a little chance to grieve- But a day would not be enough to grieve for the Brian family, especially Jacob- losing a twin is never easy, right? The suspected reason for her death was not disclose to anyone but the family of Alissa Brian and the teachers.

The next day, every student received an anonymous text saying,

“There was only 8 people who had seen Both Mr.Albert and our school’s princess Alissa Brian before their death, i’m sure we can all guess; Jenny, Hazelnut, spice, weeping willow, inferno boy, Fern, Richboy, and Alissa Brian’s own twin brother- Jacob, our school’s aqua-man.”
But which one of them killed Mr.Albert or Alissa?
A: The rebel who did not really get along with Alissa and hated Mr.Albert with passion.Everyone knows that Jenny is a troubled child from a broken family and a broken life, she really has nothing to her name and her life will be in the gutters just like her parents life was. Our dear rebel (should the word dear be use after all she’s anything but dear) had always hated Mr.Albert and got herself in trouble with him often. Whose to say that she did not stab him? And yes everyone, Mr.Albert died from being stabbed.

B:The stoner. Now sure everyone knows Hazelnut and Alissa were friends, but were they truly? After all Alissa did write an article about the stoner. Who wouldn’t be angry if the sole reason your reputation was tarnish and your nickname as ‘stonergirl’ was started because of a ‘dear friend’? and Alissa’s death was not all too mysterious, sources say that she died of overdose or drug poisoning - where else could Alissa get drugs from if not from the stoner?

C:Another detention delinquent, it is no shocker that the detention bandit and our local jock would hate Mr.Albert- perhaps enough to kill him and with the rumors circulating on him being on steroids like every other jock rumor- it is no surprise he could figure out a way to get his hands on some other kind of drugs and give to Alissa, after all we know our favorite social
Floater and the loser jock had a falling out. We all know how jocks are with their anger, maybe Alissa was drugged by Herbs and spices. I wonder how Captain would feel about this.

D: . Goths are known for many things, and loving death is one of them. We have to keep our eye out for weeping willow, you never with wackos these days. You know what they say, avoid Wacko if you don’t want to get murdered. We all know that Willow could have possible killed Alissa out of jealousy but what would be her motivation for killing Mr.Albert?

e. the inferno boy nerd with a secret dark past. Nerd locker has always been a really weird nerd, who is to say nerd boy did not kill Alissa out of anger, fear or love? I guess he got tired of being made fun of and had to take it on the school’s princess. Nerds arent all innocent and Oliver is quite smart, we all know that he could have done it.

f: Brother dearest, Cain and Abel in the form of male and female. It is no wonder that Aquman would want his sister dead, after all, he has always been the ‘other twin’, the least popular twin, he was also the last person to see Alissa being that they are related, jealousy can make people do a lot of things, and anger from going to detention could make a murder out of some of us. Not me tho! But Aquaman? it seems that’s the case

G: Richkid. Now Anthony has all he has in life so why would he come after Alissa or Mr.Albert you might wonder? For Mr.Albert it’s obvious, he ruined his reputation my getting him in detention. Anthony always wanted a clean image though his past is not so clean so by sending him to detention, Mr.Albert ruined his clean image. Alissa might have just been killed on accident by him, he’s not the brighest in the head after all.

Fern: Unlike what most people think they are a lot of reasons why Fern might do this. Right Fern? After all, Fern has a really big secret to hide to protect dear Willow and herself. Everyone knows Alissa has a big mouth and is a reporter. Bet’s on Fern, after all she has always been weird.

. -A.NON (then again this is just a guess, don’t shoot the messenger)

The school was up in flames- not literally of course, Mayday High was not ready for another death yet. But as soon as the eight arrived, people scattered away from them- looking at them with unease, whispers circulated, are them- the suspects, the murders

A loud voice spoke from the intercom, "Would the following students please report to the Principal Office: Jennifer Every Bond, Reece Saige, Hazel Bailey, Jacob brian, Oliver cooper, Fernanda Briggs, Anthony Touissant and Willow Montogomery.

The tone did not look very amused.

@Detectives

eunoia · 17 October 2023 01:37

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Anthony woke up early that morning, feeling groggy and disoriented from a late-night study session—or, at least him trying to study. After last night it was mostly a night of ceiling staring. He rubbed his eyes and checked the time on his phone, realizing that he was running a bit late. He quickly got dressed, grabbed his backpack, and headed out the door to his car.

As he drove to school, Anthony turned on the radio and tried to wake himself up with some upbeat music. He sipped his coffee and enjoyed the beautiful scenery flashing by outside his car window. Birds chirping, the sound of leaves rustling in the wind, and the bright morning sun all provided a serene ambiance that calmed his tired mind.

He thought about his classes for the day and mentally prepared for the tasks he had to complete. He also looked forward to seeing his friends and catching up with them in between classes.

Anthony’s heart sank as he read the anonymous text. He couldn’t believe someone would him after… everything with Alissa and Mr. Albert. He felt his hands shaking as he gripped the steering wheel, trying to hold back the fear that was creeping up inside of him. He took a deep breath and tried to give off the impression that everything was fine as he stepped out of his car and began walking towards the school entrance.

But the more he thought about the text, the more paranoid he became. He glanced around nervously, wondering if the person who sent the text was watching him, waiting for the right moment to strike. He couldn’t help but think about his past mistakes and how they could come back to haunt him. He had always wanted to maintain a clean image, but now he felt like that was completely shattered.

As he made his way through the hallways, Anthony tried to maintain his composure. He forced a smile and exchanged pleasantries with his classmates, but all he could think about was the threat that had been made against him, Alissa, and Mr. Albert. He couldn’t wait to get home and figure out what to do next. Anthony’s heart started racing as the intercom announced that he, along with the other students, were to report to the principal’s office. He looked around, noticing the way his classmates were looking at him with unease and whispers of suspicion circulating throughout the hallways. He knew that he couldn’t panic, he had to maintain his composure and prove his innocence.

Making his way to the principal’s office, he couldn’t help but feel a sense of dread. It felt like he was being summoned to take responsibility for something he hadn’t done. He kept replaying the events of the previous night over and over in his head, wondering if there was anything he could have done differently to avoid being singled out as a suspect.

Anthony knew he had nothing to hide, and he would make that clear to the principal. He would answer every question truthfully, maintaining his innocence throughout the entire interrogation. Though he hoped the principal would be understanding, especially with their connections, but still he knew he would have to walk on eggshells from here on out, as rumors about the suspects were still swirling around the school.

He slipped into the principal’s office, not quite the first student in. When he finally arrived at the principal’s office, Anthony tried his best to keep his nerves in check. He greeted the principal and took a seat along with the other susp—students. He sat there, waiting for something to happen.

@Detectives • Oooh ready guys??

eunoia · 17 October 2023 14:44

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The first red flag of Jennifer’s day was arriving early to school. Who would have thought? The second red flag was Nadia Hart, an acquaintance Jenny hardly talked to, sometimes partied with, came up and asked, “Is this true, J.B?” Nadia asked, waving her phone in Jennifer’s face.

Jenny had zero idea what Nadia was talking about. But then she read the text message, and suddenly it all made sense. “Ah, yes, I always forget that I murdered someone before my morning coffee,” Jennifer quipped, skimming over what it said about the others.

Nadia looked taken aback by Jennifer’s sharp response, but Jennifer was just getting started. “And let me guess, you’re accusing me of killing Alissa too?” Jennifer continued, rolling her eyes. “Because obviously being a troubled child from a broken family and life means I’m a murderer. You of all people should know how messed up I am, right Nadia?” Jennifer barked, starting to round on Nads. She knew she was being defensive, but the accusation stung. Yes, she had a ‘troubled past’, but that didn’t mean she was capable of killing someone. Okay yes, Jenny didn’t like Mr. A, and while she wasn’t close to Alissa, she would never wish harm—she would never have wished death in her.

"Listen, Nadia,” Jenny stepped back, out of Nadia’s bubble that she had stepped into. She didn’t need Nadia, a gossip pinball machine saying that she threatened her. “I have no idea who killed Mr. Albert or Alissa," Jennifer said firmly. “But I can tell you for sure that it wasn’t me. So maybe next time, don’t be so quick to accuse.” Her tone was stripped and icy, and Nadia dared to even blink. They both held their breath for a second, waiting for something dramatic and possibly violent to happen.

Jennifer walked away, feeling a mix of anger and disgust for the situation. It wasn’t the first time she had been judged for her past, but it still hurt, especially to this degree. As she headed to the last place in the school she would usually wanna go, Jennifer vowed to clear her name and find out who really killed Mr. Albert and Alissa.

Jennifer stormed down the hallway, incensed at the calls and whispers that followed her. As she passed each student going about their day, she could feel their gazes latching onto her like leeches, their eyes filled with judgment and disdain. With each passing moment, Jennifer’s frustration grew, her smarts clashing with her anger. This was the last thing she needed in her life right now, but she was determined not to take it lying down.

So close, yet so far Jen was almost to her destination before she heard something absolutely vile. “Hey! You there!” Jennifer shouted, pointing at a kid who had muttered something under his breath as she passed. “What’s your problem? You got something to say to me?” The kid looked up at Jennifer in terror, his eyes wide and pleading. “N-no, I didn’t say anything!” he stammered in response. Jennifer was far from convinced. “I heard you calling me a part of the murder crew! Is that what you think of me?” She stalked closer to the kid, who was now backed up against a row of lockers, his face turning white as a sheet. “I swear I didn’t-”

B A M

But before he could finish his sentence, Jennifer had already turned and marched away, her fists clenched and her jaw set in a fierce scowl. At least she was holding back… somewhat.

As she continued down the hallway, her anger threatening to bubble over the surface, Jennifer couldn’t help but chuckle to herself at the thought of scaring that poor kid. Maybe he’d think twice before making assumptions about her again.

Jennifer’s heart sank as she heard her name called out over the intercom. She had a feeling she wasn’t the only one who had made enemies in the aftermath of Alissa’s disappearance, and the fact that she was being called to the principal’s office made her gut twist with anxiety.

Without hesitation, Jennifer took off at a full sprint towards the principal’s office, not caring who she pushed or how much she barged in her attempt to be the first one there.

As she ran, her mind raced with all the possible reasons for the summon - had they found new evidence? Were they accusing her of something? Was she going to be suspended? ~~yay?~~ Ignoring everyone in the office, she barged into the principals room slamming the door open with an echoing bang and barked her orders before she read to the room at all. “Who the h•ll sent that message and why am I being publicly accused of murder at school?” She screamed, hearing a set of footsteps of whoever arrived at the office second to her.

@Detectives •

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Kristi · 17 October 2023 15:38

“I didn’t kill my sister” were words that Jacob never imagined would ever have to escape from his mouth. But here was, Jacob Brian, age 18, male, twin brother to Alissa being accused of killing Alissa.

They were released by a teacher yesterday, and when they went home. Alissa and him talked a lot- talking their feelings out, with her apologizing and them cracking jokes with each other. It reminded Jacob of their childhood, where they could just be kids- where they were close together and Jacob loved it. The next day, Alissa was gone from overdosing on a drug. Alissa never did drugs, because if she did Jacob would know, Alissa could not have died from overdosing so he thought it was a prank. But it turns out it was true, his sister was dead from supposed overdosing. From what the doctor said- it was the first time so much drugs entered her system, meaning it was probably her first time doing drugs, but why would Alissa do drugs? There was no need for that. Alissa would never, Jacob knew her way too well to know she would never do drugs and yet… the reports told a different story.

He arrived at school- he could have stayed home, he thinks that would be better. Stay home, cry, probably do drugs too so he could be with his sister and feel like her again. No one talks about how depressing it truly is losing someone you were born with. Alissa was basically of him. He arrived at school wearing a red hoodie and as soon as he entered the hallways, everyone turned to him- pity stares. Jacob did not need pity, Jacob needed his sister.

He walked passed them, brushing them with his shoulders when he got a notification from his phone. Anonymous it said- who tf was anonymous?

Jacob heart dropped. He thought- I did not kill my sister, He would never kill Alissa nor wish harm on her- she was his soulmate- ew not that way, but she was his soulmate in a way that they were twins. They shared a womb together at the same fcking time- shared blood, shared everything. She was his sister- key word was ain’t life funny? As he walked grabbing his phone in anger he went to his locker- who tf was anonymous, he did not have time for this shxt.

“Jacob,” Jacob turned away to see Dior, looking hopeful. Tears in her eyes, her eyes were sunken- she was wearing sweatpants- Dior never wore sweatpants. She was wearing a hoodie that it looked like belong to Alissa, one of Alissa’s old hoodies. "Is she… really

“I didn’t kill my sister,” Jacob blurted out.

Dior gave him a sad look, “I know you didn’t… Alissa… you would never.”

Jacob was about to say something more to her when the principal called through the announcement and Jacob looked up with a sigh. Great, he should have really stayed home. As he began to walk to the principal office, Dior held him by his wrist. “Alissa really loved you. Stay safe” she said as she began to walk away. Hands inside her pockets.

Alissa loved you more

He thought to himself.

He arrived at the principal and the first thing he said was “i didnt do it.” He sat down on the chair looking at all the other people in the office.

The principal just raised a brow, “Probably not probably yes, they are 7 other possible people who could havr done it or you guys could have worked together. I do not like to assume…” The principal began.

@Detectives