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[ 02. CHAPTER TWO : WE ARE ALL EVIL IN SOME FORM OR ANOTHER : ❝people are born, they grow old and then they die.❞ ]
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Nina Patterson was dead. Found lying in her pool with her back all slashed up and her throat cut in a perfect line. Although, the student body only knew the first fact, which was why everyone had been sent to grief counselling.
Mallory sighed, crossing her legs at the knee and getting comfortable on the stiff chair that she had to sit in. She didn't need to see the counsellor; she didn't particularly give a shit about Nina being murdered. She was more worried about herself.
"Nina Patterson's death is a great shock. Once you've seen the grief counselor, you're free to return home. Classes will resume tomorrow." The principal's voice echoed over the tannoy.
"This Wi-Fi sucks. The cops aren't saying much. Her mom found her body. The victim of foul play." Jake stared at his phone, trying to find any kind of information on the murder. "I need gory details."
"Subtlety just isn't your strong suit, Fitzgerald." Mallory rolled her eyes.
"Um, hello? Miss? Why am I here?" Noah tried to grab the attention of a passing teacher but to no avail.
"That's the 'mandatory' part of mandatory grief counselling." Emma raised her eyebrows at the male.
"No, but seriously, I feel shock, mild interest, but not grief." Noah shrugged, not one hint of sadness on his face.
"Guys, Nina was murdered in cold blood." Riley spoke up, looking at her friends in disbelief. "Do you not even care?"
"Cold blood for a cold hearted bitch." Mallory commented, her lips pursed. "I feel like I should shake the hand of the person that did it. Beat me there by just a day."
"Mallory!" Riley exclaimed, hitting her friend in the thigh. "That's awful to say."
"What?" Mallory raised an eyebrow. "It's true. Everybody hated her. It was just a matter of time before she got the chopping block."
"Here we go." Jake piped up, his eyes still glued to his phone screen. "One of Nina's neighbors tweeted that her throat was sliced ear to ear. The press is all over this. They're playing the whole 'maybe Brandon James is back' angle."
Mallory's eyes drifted instantaneously to Emma, who looked down at her lap but the brunette noticed the girl had tears in her eyes. Mallory's lip curled into a sneer at the olive-skinned boy.
"It's called tact, you fuckrag." Mallory's hand harshly made contact with Jake's temple, knocking his attention away from the screen.
"What is it with you hitting me today, Mal?" Jake snapped, rubbing his head.
