Chapter 11: 11. Guest
At the beginning there were more guys partying with us, but sohow only us four stayed as the primary group, and now we know each other better than the rest of the class.
Now, besides classmates, we are also friends, and if one is hungover, mostly the other three are as well.
Jordan also had sunglasses on, which I ordered for him. We sat in the big car that drove as to school– the arrangent of my caretaker.
"Where did you get your attest from?" Jordan asked, wanting to get one himself.
"The teacher forgot to ask , there is no attest." I said and leaned back, closing my eyes behind my own sunglasses.
"I feel left out." Danny said.
"Get yourself punched by Henry, then you are welcod in our club." Jordan said, pushing his sunglasses up and also leaning back.
"You think I won't do it?" Danny asked and got kicked by all of us for his dumbness.
"The more sunglasses, the more attention. Be happy to have both of your eyes." I grunted and soon got sleepy.
When we walked into the class, it was already filled. I bet we reek like a whole beer factory, albeit all of us using deodorants. Jordan was eyed especially, but he ignored it as we all sat down.
The seat directly behind
was occupied by Henry. He seed to have changed it closer to .
Omar made a motion to the blackboard, and I waved my phone at him. He sat in the first row, Danny was beside , Jordan sowhere to the right.
Seeing the ssage from him, I stood up and wrote down the URL on the blackboard, writing under it, (Kenny's POV), (coming soon).
I don't like talking in front of so many people, so I just did not. On my way back, I was pierced by blues eyes, but I ignored it. If he can post whatever he wanted, I could too. I won't ntion anything of what I saw from her past, but I will clarify that the second entry is bullshit.
Omar applauded silently, and I laid my head on the desk with my sunglasses still on, being dead tired.
It wasn't easy to sleep during the classes, especially with Henry not letting
out of his eyes, but it wasn't impossible.
After school, I was tired and ready to go ho, as did the others after telling
to be cautious. I walked to my bus station and felt Henry's presence behind . Still, it was better now that I had finally talked to him yesterday, or better said today.
The bus ride was a long one, and the buildings got older and ugly the closer we ca to my ho. Finally, arriving after I napped on the bus, I went grocery shopping with my shadow behind .
Then I walked up the hill in a narrow alley, took stone steps, reaching the topmost building. Then another two staircases on the side of my apartnt building until I stood before my flat. Henry was standing a few steps behind , watching .
"Co in?" I raised my brows.
Seeing him not react, I sighed,
"Can't you search for evidence when you co in?"
If he doesn't want.... I walked inside and kicked the door shut, only for a foot to intercept. Snorting, I let him enter as well, while I went to wash my hands, the at, and vegetables I got, as well as the rice. Henry was looking through my things, but there was nothing to hide in the first place. Porn is on my phone which it is in my pants pocket, but even if he found it, we are all n. Besides that, I had no secret hobbies, no sadistic tendencies or anything.
I was really lenient with him. Maybe it was because I felt the pain and brokenness myself, perhaps because I lost soone as well, possibly because he really looked like the dull girl I talked to for a year. I wasn't in love with her, but I sohow liked her. That she was so silent, and because of her presence, like so older sister who was at the sa ti a bit dumb, becoming a younger sister as well.
"The first diary entry is the truth. The second is false." I said, while I cut everything into small pieces before throwing it in the cooker — this thing was the most expensive here, besides my clothes and my mattress on the floor. It was just a one-room apartnt, but I liked it. So down to earth.
Looking back, I saw Henry surveying the mattress, searching for sothing.
"I never take girls here, and I didn't et your sister outside of school." I bet he looked for her hair.
His eyes t mine before he continued to observe the blanket. Looking at his hands, I noticed that he had gloves on, they were skin-colored, so I hadn't noticed them. I laughed out loud, finding this ticulousness unexpected of the guy choking the life out of
just yesterday.
"What about a hairnet? Shoe covers?" I asked, motioning to his hair with my knife, which got
a suspicious look from him.
Throwing the knife inside the sink, I yelled at him,
"WOULD YOU TALK TO ? I SAID THE SECOND ENTRY IS WRONG!"
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