500 miles away..............

A sharp shrill woke Amelia from her deep slumber. Thumping the button of her alarm she shifted her heavy body in the bed. Lazily getting up she ruffled her hair and walked down to the bathroom. She took her time to shower and selected an XXL shirt and jeans.

" Good morning " her mom greeted.
She had inherited her mom's chestnut hair and her father's green eyes. Her mom had as usual woken up to prepare the breakfast and dad was reading his daily mail.

She said her greetings and sat eating the food. Despite her weight, she ate quite less not that she was conscious or anything. Finishing up she walked till the bus stand and took the bus to her college.

The gate of Wellington High stood proud even though there was nothing to be proud of. The admissions were still made based on the trophies that were won years back. Their headmaster had done all that he could but Wellington's status remained among the lower three colleges in the state. What the students needed was a strict curriculum and enough motivation which it lagged severely.

Amelia walked through the gate bombarded with her usual share of comments and teasing. She had got used to it by now. She didn't deny the fact that they used to affect her a lot until she found the hobby that seemed to change her.

She prided herself on her skill of observing people. Being overweight she had no friends, no distractions other than her own family. It also made her invisible which served as an advantage. She enjoyed observing people and making conclusions, she rejoiced when her conclusions proved right. She learned the traits that people have when they lie, when they like someone when they are guilty, and was amazed at the dissimilarity in the course of thoughts of people.

Unlike her peers, she had the ability to focus on a singular thought giving it justice and processing it fully to understand the person. Being so ignored she also had mastered computers not knowing how to spend her free time. Because of her spotless grades and her mature mind, she was one of the teacher's favorite. She had learned to ignore the snide comments because she had realized she was so much more, her parents wanted her to study well but she had goals of her own.

Her hobby also led her to realize that everyone had secrets. She also had one. For example she knew for a fact that Mrs.Brown had been convicted for the murder of her husband but was freed because of the lack of evidence. She had a way of finding things that were buried long ago. She didn't open their secrets or threaten them, she just collected them and stored them for her leisure time.
Her only regret was that she wasn't invited to any parties, from which she could observe their drunken behaviors and widen her study to more number of people. Alas, she was stuck with the delusional students of Wellington High.

She sat at her regular bench in history class. She liked her new history teacher. Mr. Carter was so much better than Mr. Dixon who left the country for his history tour.
Mr. Carter looked distinguished yet he didn't have features to make him stand out. With his black hair sprinkled with white and his short beard and brown eyes he would fail to attract attention in a crowd. What made Amelia fond of him were his actions. His actions had a clarity to them, a sort of cleverness that made her curious. The class continued and she made notes. After the class, Abigail came up to her,

" Hey fatso, I have an offer to make"

Amelia stayed silent she already knew what was coming.

" I'll let you attend my party today if you agree to do my week's assignments ".

" I'll think about it, " she muttered and left to avoid further humiliation.

" You will think about it? Like you have better things to do " she huffed and pushed past her.

Though for a second Amelia thought of agreeing she knew if she went she would be made their entertainment for the night.

She walked quietly to the library not wanting to listen to Mrs.Bakers' ramblings. Taking her usual seat in the far corner she took a book and sat down. She had secretly arranged the shelves such that she was hidden from the rest of the onlookers. For any outside person, the library seemed empty. She was lost in her novel when soft footsteps woke her. Not wanting to surprise the person she sat still and watched quietly through the creek. She saw a hand coming out and putting a piece of paper in one of the books, she shifted slightly to look at the person but couldn't see him. Just as the person had come he disappeared.

Amelia shifted in her seat she wanted to know what was in the note. Her curiosity wouldn't let her be still. Going down the stairs with slow footsteps she found the book and hurriedly flipped it open. A single slip of paper fell out written in small letters.

' A Aiail Pry' was written.

She heard someone and quickly kept the paperback and returned the book to the shelf. She turned to see Bridget her classmate in English class.

" You look startled " she exclaimed.
Amelia said that she thought she was alone and excused herself. The rest of the day went by and she still was thinking about the words in the chit.
She went home and wrote in her diary her usual companion for finding solace. A sudden thought occurred to her and she decided to take Abigail's earlier offer. She told her mom that she would be going out and she would come late. Her mom looked surprised that her daughter was going to a party but knowing how random Amelia was she nodded. Amelia dressed in her best clothes making efforts to apply a little makeup and to curl her hair. She took her mom's car and started the engine.

Abigail's house was far away in the richer part of town. She reached the house. It was flooding with drunk teenagers. Keeping out of everyone's way she found an isolated spot. She started observing the crowd all of them were dancing mindlessly. Keeping her eyes open for anything out of place she ordered a martini from the bar, her eyes still on the crowd. She started sipping her drink. The night passed and the crowd became even more wild. When people started disappearing she too took her car keys and drove. She stopped at a crossroad seeing the light turn red. Another truck stood at the red light on the other intersection a block away. The lights turned green and the truck whirled to life accelerating by the minute.

Here Amelia also saw the light turn green and in a daze started the engine. The car traveled just ten inches when the signal blared red again. Confused Amelia was reversing when she saw the blinding lights of the truck. She hurried to shift the gear but it was too late. The truck hit the car and sent Amelia flying. She hit her head hard on the dashboard her body crashed against the door. Blood splattered everywhere. She tried to move but her body refused to budge. Blood was dripping from her head obstructing her vision. She saw a familiar face and momentarily moved her head ahead and a cry for help escaped from her lips then realizing something she moved back fear evident in her eyes. She willed her body to move but couldn't. The figure let out an evil grin and then whispered.

" Sleep well dear "

And left her on the deserted road, the life seeping out of her slowly.

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Alohaaaaa,

Sooooooo, it just got interestingggg, was it really and accident or did someone just murder an innocent girl?Only time will tell or you can tell me in the comments 😛. What's Amelia's secret something juicy or just normal high school drama?

Stay tuned......

Also the weather was awesome today, the clouds looked sooo pretty. I love watching the sky.

Isn't it justttttt breathtaking? Do any of you have weird habits, staring at the sky isn't weird. Right?🐵.

Ps- I'm also an amature photographer but I hate taking photos of humans.
🦛I wasn't aware this cute emoji existed. Planning to address y'all with emojis next time.......

Anddd this is the end of my babbling. Happy reading.