"40 Days Ago"

Day 2.

As I got out of bed and looked in the mirror, I had one thought:

Who is this sexy beast?

This was honestly something I'd say to myself every so often. Sorry, but I'm sexy and I know it. I looked at the clock and sighed.


"Aria! Get down here! You are 20 minutes late for school!" mother shouted.

"Of course I am, mother," I said sarcastically.

"Enough smart talk. Get to school," she said, pushing me out the door.

I walked/stumbled out the door and continued my journey onto school. I decided that I didn't want to meet that weird kid again today, so I didn't walk around my neighborhood and went straight to the school. Of course, I broke in again.

Luckily, Mr. Honor-Student-Peterson wasn't there yet. The school was pretty creepy in the dim light of the barely-bright-6:00-sunlgiht. It had an eerie feel to it. After a long while of silence, there was a noise. Of course, the noise that had came out of my mouth after I had heard something was much louder and more noticeable.

"Hello?" I asked.

Smart, Aria. Of course the serial killer is going to reveal himself...or herself, not to exclude you feminist.

"What are you doing here?" a voice (female) came from behind me.

I turned around to see a very model-material looking girl in front of me. She was tall, slim, and beautiful. Of course, I was just over here looking like pure poop.

"What are you doing here?" she repeated. "No one is supposed to be in this school until the doors open."

"Uhm, good question. Let's see...what's a good reason? Hmm... I guess you could say that I enjoy learning and would like to experience it as soon as possible."

She stood quiet for a while with a perplexed look on her face that read, " Does this girl even know what's she saying?" She was right, though. My response was not believeable in any shape or form.

"Listen, I'll let you off with a warning, okay? Just don't cause too much trouble out here," she told me.

"Gotcha," I replied with a salute. As I walked away, a thought suddenly popped into my head.

"Wait! But what are you-"

She's gone.

"-doing here?"

I sighed and decided to not mind it. Before I knew it, the bell that signified the start of the school day rang.

"Why, hello there, Ms. Anderson," a voice from behind my desk said. " Want to eat lunch with me?"

"Go away, Peterson," I said, turning around to look at Mr. Honor Student.

He sat there with a smirk on his face. I was about to wipe that smirk on his face until I heard someone call his name.

"Callum! Let's eat together!"

I turned around to see the girl from this morning.

"Sure, just wait up," Callum told her. "Bye, Aria."

I glanced back at the girl and was greeted by a hard cold stare. Well, I guess someone's got a problem with me.

"That's the vice president. She's got a crush on Callum.," an anonymous voice said. I turned around to look at him. "Hello, Ms. Neighborhood-Stalker."

"It's you! You're the guy from the other day!" I shouted. There's that unsettling feeling again. "Who are you and how do you know my name?"

"I'm Garret Williams. I know your name because my mom is friend's with your mom, kay? Calm down, Aria."

"Oh," I said, feeling pretty darn stupid. "You're still a creep."

"Aren't you blunt?" he joked. He looked around the room and finally locked eyes on someone. "Aye, Jen. Am I a creep?"

"Yup," she said in a heartbeat.

"Thank you!" he laughed.

Okay, this guy's insane.

...At least we have somthing in common.

"See? Everyone says I'm creepy, don't worry about it," he told me.

Okay, well that ruins the mystery. And here I thought that this would be a great mystery story. Guess it just doesn't work out like that.