Sure she had always been mean to me but it doesn't mean that I wish her harm or even.......dead

An image of Hayden with the gun appeared in my head..

Was it him?The thought sent an unwilling shudder through my body , I felt cold despite the weather being so warm.

I cast a glance at his direction, sure enough he was staring right at me....His eyes burning with some unfathomable expression, I couldn't look away, it felt as if I was spellbound .

"This is so scary, why do you think anyone would murder her?" Lyn voice broke into the trance he had casted on me.

"Who knows, I hope the murderer is caught " Clarissa said, her face still pale from what I assume was shock.

Mr Hastings took that moment to appear into class wearing a solemn expression

He cleared his throat loudly gaining everyone's attention.

"I assume you all know what happened, The cops are here to ask some questions"

His words arose loud murmurings

Why were the cops here?

Did they think the murder was committed by a student?

"Don't panic, it's just some questions to help with their investigations and they need our full cooperation "

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I walked out after answering some questions , there were just few random questions like...

"Were you close to Brittany Walters ?"

"um....not really , we were classmates that's all " I had replied

"Do you know anything that could help solve her murder "

"I don't know anything "

I must have blurted out too quickly because the cop suddenly had a serious expression .

"Are you sure about that Miss Evans?"

I nodded in affirmation and I was allowed to go.

I met Hayden where he was waiting for me down the hallway....

"what answers did you tell the cops?"

"i didn't say anything!" I blurted out and he gave me a puzzled look

"Why would you have fucking said anything, especially since you don't know anything?"

"was it you?"

If he was surprised by my questions, his face gave no indications.

"What makes you say so?"

He didn't sound angry so I continued.

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