Chapter 3

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Criminals don't usually think about their actions before doing them. They are just the cause and all of the people who were harmed were just the effect taking place. It was a chain-reaction that people usually lose lives, homes, families, everything shatters. I'm no wanted criminal, but I could've been expelled, if not worse for not only bringing in the gun but placing it in someone's locker. But I just knew it wouldn't be Kelsey's.

It was the two days after me and Brienna got the gun. Adelaide had replayed the instructions afterwards and everything was set. I remember that day before coming up to Brienna's locker, I definitely remember my nose dying again of the overdose of Chanel and I remembered reminding myself I was doing this for good morals, to take out the threat before it takes out you.

"Nervous?" I said, making Brienna jump at my voice.

"Somewhat yes, but otherwise no," she responded. "It may sound ruthless, but I'm happy to see her finally go. It may be a scandal and it may set tensions to rise but she was a bump in everyone's road, you know? She was the problem, not anyone else. Plus nobody wanted her here anyway." I bit my lip as hard as I could, trying to keep rage from bursting inside and screaming like crazy.
"Yeah," I managed to spit out.

She looked at me. "Don't be worried, babe. No regrets. It's too late to back out now." Then she planted her lips on me once again, practically shoving her tongue down my throat this time. I pushed away but she held on for about ten more seconds before she pulled herself off.

"Don't act like you don't love it." She winked.

I'm not acting. I was literally trying to hold back from hurling, and if you fucking do this again Brienna I won't hold back anymore.

I muttered some reply, but I don't remember what it was. I stayed silent while she opened her locker and mentally tried to memorize it.

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It was 6:15 in the morning when I texted Sarah the day we were going to frame Kelsey for something she didn't do. Obviously nervous, but didn't want to wake my father as he got agitated from coming home long work days.

I texted Sarah the combo. I knew she'd be up because we had all planned placing it in the locker before school started. Locker number #216

Got it. Diana and Elaine are w/ me now.

I couldn't help but feel weak that if something went wrong they'd blame me for the whole thing. As if I had enough balls to defend myself against six people's word over mine.
Brienna had said she didn't want to see the whole thing play out, so it was just me, Adelaide, Sarah, Elaine and Diana were the ones who left. Michelle also didn't want to be there except when to tell Mr. Hues about discovering it.

I left abruptly with nothing left to wear but joggers and the shirt I had been sleeping in last night and quickly snuck into my car without making noise.
I drove to the school thankfully without any traffic, since it being six in the morning.

I snuck into the school, hurried down the hall just in time to see Sarah sneak the gun into the locker and I couldn't help but smile to myself.
I hid behind a row of lockers and watched Sarah and Diana and Elaine turn the locker combination while Adelaide stood watch in case a teacher came to school early.

"Wait." Sarah sniffed the air. "This locker smells like perfume. I didn't know Kelsey wore perfume."

"Just put it in and let's get out of here," Diana yawned. "It's the locker that Charlie said. Now we need to hurry in case any teachers find us."

"Okay, okay." She shoved it in. "Where is her backpack?"

"Doesn't matter now there's the evidence."

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