I never have clicked with anyone other than Ella. Other than her I didn't really talk to anyone. I didn't really treat anyone in a certain way because I only knew one way to. Because of that, people naturally thought me as a fair person.
It wasn't until two years ago that people started to think differently of me. What caused that to happen was the death of Ella.
"Ella what!? What do you mean someone killed Ella? You're joking right?! Where is she?" I said quickly as a paced around the school's office.
"Janice, settle down!" the principal said.
The principal is half bald and smelled like old man because, well he is. He walks on a cane and has a bad temper.
"What do you mean settle down," I yelled, "you just told me my best friend is dead!! Don't you dare tell me to settle down old man!
Mr. Whatever-the-hell-his-name-is looked at me shocked. Then I asked as calmly as possible, "what happened to Ells?"
"She was driving to school when a truck pushed her car off the road. The car tumbled into a ditch."
"Did they find the truck driver?"
"Good because I want to kill that person!" I growled.
"Violence is not the answer to anything. You need to calm down and forgive him," he said while he looked around the room uneasily.
"Wait… you know the person is? Who is it?!"
"I… I don't know what you're talking about! All I know is that person got out of jail already. I don't think you'll be able to find him now, so just forget about him."
"I know that you know who the person is and I will find him. He will get what he truly deserves. I can't believe people would let such a psycho drive!" I started to rant to the principal.
"He did get what he deserved." He replied a bit angrily.
"No he didn't! He got out of jail! He killed my best friend! SHE WAS MY ONLY TRUE FRIEND! What am I supposed to do now? I have no friends because of that guy and he didn't even get a punishment!"
"He went to jail!" he shouted
No I'm sure that he's mad, his face was red.
"Yo! Gramps! Hear you wanted to talk to me. If it's about," he stopped when he saw me in the room, " the thing just get over it."
"How am I supposed to get…?" The principal started.
"Hey! You need to wait because I'm talking to your grandfather right now. Get out!" I growled.
"Don't tell me what to do! I can do whatever I want to. Do you know who I am?" Gabriel Ahlskog. That's right. The Gabriel Ahlskog."
"… I don't care who you are!!!!!" I screamed loudly.
"Well it's good you two are here," said the principal, "we need you two to go down over to the East Woods. It seems that Ella hanged out there a lot and it's the family wishes for you two to go there. It is full of Ella's things."
"I don't care. I don't even know who Ella is. So why should I go?" said the snob.
Oh yeah… he's got blondish hair, a bit taller than me, and he's got blue eyes.
…. That reminds me! This is what I look like:
I'm 5'5. I have Brown hair and green eyes.
"I use to go there with her when we were younger but she said that it was torn down." I paused for a second, " she said that a pack of werewolves did that… hey, don't look at me like I'm crazy. Ella really said that. She used to say that vampires would visit her, too."
They both stared at me.
"I didn't actually believe her!" I said quickly.
"Sure!" stupid head replied.
"If you excuse us Janice, I need to have a word with my grandson." Said the principal.
"No, I'm still talking to you so why don't he just get the hell out of here?"
Gabriel shut the door in my face. Oh, hell no…. that's it after I kill the driver Gabriel is so dead.
Snob's POV, I mean Gabriel's POV ::hands book to Gabriel::
"What is it gramps?" I asked.
"Ella is the girl you hit, or did you forget?" Grandpa said angrily.
"Chill gramps, I'm out of jail now, and besides I did the world a favor. She had mental issues. I mean werewolves and vampires? Freak!"
"YOU WILL GO WITH JANICE!!!" he yelled, "You have NO choice or you're going back to jail!"
"Who names their daughter Janice? It's so ugly. I'm not getting my clothes dirty for no reason, besides, she shouldn't have been in my way when she saw my car!" I said angrily.
"And you shouldn't have been drinking! I'll make you go if I have to!" he raised his cane and hit me in the stomach.
"Fine!" I croaked.
Isn't he the best gramps…. to call if you want to die?
End POV: hands book back to Janice:
(On the way to the cabin)
I hadn't been to the cabin since Ella told me not to, but it hasn't changed at all. I think it was once a sharecropper's house, so it was really small, and extremely broken down.
What exactly was I dong here again? No, seriously, what did I expect to find here that would lead me to her killer? She wasn't murdered in the normal sense, so the killer wouldn't have left any clues.
As I made my way back to the house's entrance, something extremely heavy hurled itself at me.
LIPSTICK, FLAMINGOS, ROCKROLL, Elspeth Setzer, and I wrote this story. So if you notice the style of writing change in the middle of the story it means it moved to another author.