Chelsea turned around while Emerald looked behind Chelsea's back to see the person who that voice belonged to. There stood a girl in black skinny jeans and top with a leather jacket and high boots. Her clothes screamed "Bad Girl".

Emerald just stared at her as if she was some place else.

Scanning the person's face Chelsea recognized her from her math class, she usually sat in the back and would be quit the entire time. Andrea.

'What do you mean?Who are you? What are you doing here? What do you know? What are you going to do?'
Emerald attacked Andrea with questions.

'You done or is there something else?' Andrea questioned back.

'One. How did you get the hair?' Emerald asked one more question pointing at Andrea's platinum blonde hair.

Chelsea had to admit they looked cool. 'I thought jocks were suppose to be all serious?' Chelsea questioned herself.
She shook her head at Emerald.

'Okay, seeing you are done, let me start before you go into another of yours never ending questions streak. ' Andrea exclaims to Emerald.

' I use to come at this spot a lot, Away from the town, all the havoc and noise, to find some peace and quietness. ' Andrea said looking around.

'Were you here that night? ' Chelsea questioned breaking her silent poise.

'Yes. '

'You saw me?'

'No, not you but I saw Emerald. But I just guessed you were here too as you mentioned"that night". '

'What else did you see?'

'A girl falling of this bridge.'

'And?' Emerald asked.

'Nothing much, I just saw as much as you did. I saw you walking here and then running away.' Emerald hung her head at that. 'While I stood not far from this bridge frozen, seeing the fight and then the girl falling of the bridge.'

'I heard the gunshot and left.' Chelsea put forward.

'What about the guy?' Emerald asked.

'He looked down and left.' Andrea answered.

'Just like that?' Emerald asked again at the same time Chelsea asked, 'What guy?'

'The one with the gun, he and the girl were fighting and yes, just. Like. That.'

'Is the body...?' Andrea wanted to know if the body could be seen below the bridge. But Emerald and Chelsea looked at each other and shrugged.

'Should we.....?' the question just hung in the air half said. The girls looked to each other as if waiting for the other to move, to say, to do something but there was just silence. No crickets could be heard. This was more than a movie scene.

They started moving towards the bridge, slowly one at a time, putting their hands on the side rail of the bridge they looked to each other waiting for someone to stay stop and just go back. But curiosity won't let them turn their head.

'you first!' Emerald exclaimed out of nowhere. And backed up.

'Are you serious?' asks Chelsea and from the corner of her eyes sees Andrea backing away. 'you too?'

Both Andrea and Emerald point their head to the bridge silently asking Chelsea to look.

Sighing Chelsea turned back around and looked down slowly, and gasped.

'What?' 'Do you see the Body?'

Chelsea turned back around slowly. Horror written on her face.
'There.....is....' she starts to say.

Andrea and Emerald lean forward in anticipation.

'There's ......', she swallows.

'What woman?' Emerald yelled.

'There's nothing down there.'

'Aw man, all the suspense for nothing.' Emerald lets out a breath.

At the same time Andrea rushed forward to look below.

'There's nothing there.' Andrea said.

'yeah no need to rub it in.' Emerald said.

'Does this thing have a mind?' A questioned.

'Nope, just brawn' Chelsea replied.

'hmm...'

'Shut your face.' Emerald replied sassily.

'Don't sass me when there is a dead body missing.' Chelsea said. She was getting more and more worried. But then she was struck with a ray of hope. 'What if she's alive?'

'Move away from Emerald. Her stupidity is getting to you.' Andrea looked at Chelsea with fake worry.
'Look down, you think there's a chance of surviving. And I heard her fall and the cracking sound, there weren't just a few bones broken.'

All girls grew silent, they were all thinking the same questions. Were is the body? Is she alive? Who was she? What happens now? Should we tell someone?

'Do any of you know her?' Emerald asked.

Both the other girls shook their head.

'What now?' Chelsea asked.

'We walk away and pretend nothing happened.' Andrea stated.

'But something did happen, A girl has been murdered.' Chelsea exclaimed.

Emerald agreed with her. They can't just walk away, living their life normally when one life was took away and they saw it happen.

'Should we call the police? Tell them what happened?' Chelsea suggested.

'Do you think they will believe us? Do you see any dead body? Any evidence? And what if they blamed us? What if the murderer comes after us? Huh? Then what?' Andrea questioned.

'Stop, no need to go Emerald on me.' That earned Chelsea a glare from Emerald.

'But what if they find the body? What about that girl's family?' Chelsea argued with Andrea.

All of them grew silent. Chelsea thought about that girl's parent, what hell would they be going through, what if she had little siblings crying for her to come back, her friends? Lover?

She was pulled out of her train of thought as she heard Andrea's voice.

'We could give the police an anonymous tip.'

Again silence.

'Fine by me.' Emerald said.

'kay.' Chelsea agreed with them.
.........................

After they had hinted the police they decided to leave the place.

Sitting in her car Chelsea started thinking about the murderer.

Who could be the murderer? Why did he kill the girl? Who was the girl?who is the killer? What if I know them? Could I have stopped him?

'What am I gonna do?' She asked herself aloud. Taking her one hand of the steering wheel, she massaged her temple feeling a headache coming.

After some driving she reached her home.
Turning into her house's driveway, she parked her car and got out.

Inside her house, she paced around restlessly. She had no idea what to do and waiting around didn't seem like an option.

What is gonna happen? Will police find the body....the killer? Can they find any lead back to them?

Unanswered questions clawed at her mind. The day passed along in the same restless state.
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Next Day,

Tomorrow rolled around, getting out of her bed, the memories of yesterday hit her.

Anxiety took upon her mind. What could have had happened? Looking for the answers she went on social media:
No news on any deaths, murder or missing person.

Maybe she should contact Andrea and Emerald, looking through her phone contacts she realized she didn't have of theirs contact number. That was the one and only time they talked  together.

Life is effed up. It brings unthinkable people together on most unexpected period of times.

She thought she just have to go to school to get in contact with them. She got ready in about fifteen minutes, ate breakfast, was out the door and reached brenston high school in about ten minutes. She had always been of a person to drive about the speed limit, urgency was in her nature, she just saw the aim and rushed towards it pumping on adrenaline.

Entering the hallway, she saw everyone was on their usual routine.

Everybody, including miss. Alison, who moved towards Chelsea in lightning speed, if she new better, the reason, Chelsea didn't come to her class. She would have taken her by the ear and dragged through the hallway toward her office but she didn't know anything. And Chelsea knew how to put up an act. How to lie about missing a school test:

Rule no.1: Pretend being sick.- not just any sickness, make it as believable as possible. Which could be done by
        (A) Name a disease that can't be measured aka food you ate, periods.
           (B) you can make it contagious, just to add some spice.
           (C) show symptoms of sickness even though you just said you are fine now. Ain't nobody keeping record.
           (D) If possible collapse on the floor.

Rule no.2: Blame the fugitive not present ........dramatic pause....... Alarm Clock. Nothing more needed to be said.

Rule no.3: Sweet talk your way out.

Rule no.4: Act responsible and say you have to get to class early to cover up yesterdays work and walk as fast as you can, even run after you are out of sight.
( This should be a wikihow article lmao don't actually do any of this.
We should be honest and own up to our mistakes, said no teenager ever. How else to make life interesting?)

After getting out of miss.Alison's way unscathed more like getting her arse handed to her Chelsea mad her way to the school gymnasium sure to find Emerald there.

And sure enough she was standing in all her glorious spotlight, more like in sun's light near the window warming up for dodgeball.
If something Chelsea hated more that to face miss.Allison its probably dodgeball.

Teachers probably make us play it to fulfill their inner desire to watch their student get hit in the face by the ball.

Chelsea made her way to Emerald and called out her name when she got close enough she didn't want Emerald to twist any of her bone, looking at the position she was in if she hasn't already. Is that even allowed to be called stretching, its more like twisting you body till you eventually don't have to play anymore, if so, Chelsea thought, then I'm in.

Emerald turned around and twisted back into a humanly shape to look at Chelsea and it took some time, more or less three minutes for realization to flash across her face. And then worry.

‘There was nothing on the news.' Emerald stated.

So she too was spending her time thinking about it. she too was curious as to what was has happened  Who the girl was?

'What are we gonna do?' Chelsea finally gave voice to the thought that was crawling at the back of her mind since yesterday.

'Nothing.' Came a voice from behind them.

So what's the after plan?
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