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Chapter Three – I DIDN’T MEAN TO KILL MY FRIENDS
The cafeteria is electric. Near the vending machines, a group of guys stand in formation before a crowd. As I approach, I see they’re wearing shirts that make the phrase: Will you go to prom with me? A couple hugs. The guy spins the girl as she screams her head off. The crowd cheers. Must
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Chapter Two – I DIDN’T MEAN TO KILL MY FRIENDS
Grandma drives me to school the next day. Mom usually drives me but when she’s away, Grandma does. They both keep bringing up the fact that I’m sixteen now and I could technically drive myself if I get licensed but why would I do that? I have them. Anyway, we live in a small town
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Chapter One – I DIDN’T MEAN TO KILL MY FRIENDS
“Again.” How am I supposed to concentrate when Keith Rosen looked at me today? He’s sat in front of me in every class we’ve had together since middle school (thanks, alphabetical order) but this has never happened. Not once. I’ve always told myself he doesn’t know I exist and then–bam! Existence confirmed. Eyes locked. Three