Rebecca, Saturday

Quentin picked me up reasonably early, and before we knew it we were at school.

When we got there they sent us to wait in the auditorium. Over time more students entered, including Ezra, and the blonde girl Maya was talking about.

They both walk together. I can notice her bright red lipstick. I adjust myself in the seat, and Quentin comes back from the vending machine. He laughs, "Well they didn't have the chips I like."

Quentin plops into the seat next to me and places his leg folded over the other.

Ezra and the blonde girl enter the row of seats in front of us.

Ezra takes a seat in front of me and the blonde girl sits beside him. Her hair rests on her shoulders neatly, perfectly I should say. As if she continuously stroked it for all the strands to stay in place.

"Oh hey" I smile, "I see you're coming on the trip as well?" I roll my shoulders back and glance back at the blonde girl.

"Yeah haha I am. Oh also if you don't know, this is Ella." Ezra motions his hand to Ella and she smiles.

"I'm Rebecca-" Then Quentin quickly adds in, "And I'm Quentin."

"Nice to meet you Rebecca and Quentin." She laughs.

"I heard you were interested in Joshua's death." I say, pushing the thought of Ezra being connected to it out of my head.

Ella smiles again, her glossy red lipstick captures the shine of the auditoriums bright lights, "You heard right, and before you think I'm some maniacal teenage girl who is obsessed with the murder of some cute guy, I have my reasons."

"We all have reasons, even curiosity, I'm interested as well." I reply.

She points her manicured nails at me and smiles, "Then you and me have something in common."

"Real life Sherlock and Watson." Quentin laughs.

I let out a laugh.

"Well it's not like you both are officers, you're not going to magically get answers by bugging the police." Ezra says while shoving his hands in his jacket pockets.

I look at the floor and arch my brow, a foolish thought comes to my mind. I'm sure the principal has papers on Joshua... "Hey you know what, doesn't the principal have everyone's papers?"

"That's sort of the reason why I am also here, because of his papers." Ella whispers.

"You're going to steal them?" Quentin replies whispering.

"More like borrow, I'll return them." Ella says.

"Hello everyone, thank you all for coming here. Especially on the weekend, but the trip has been cancelled due to our dearly departed student, there is lots of work happening there, and they need no interruptions."

"Oh." Goes one of the students wearing a pink parka.

"So you'll all have to head out. Unless you want to stay in my class with me and help take down papers." Ms. Anderson says.

A few sudents nod towards her, and others blatantly walk past her straight for the doors. Not even a goodbye.

"Well some obviously didn't want to be here." Ms Anderson laughs.

"Hey. I don't know if you want to, but if we stay we can get his folder." Ella whispers.

"Hey I'm always in for some breaking and entering." Quentin jokes.

"Same here." Ezra chuckles.

I roll my eyes, shrug my shoulders and smile, "well I guess."

We all stand and exit the aisle at the same time, we leave the auditorium with Ms. Anderson, but keep our distance.

"So the principals office is in the main office. We get the key for that, then we get the key for his office-" I tell them.

"Sure but how exactly are we going to get those keys?" Ezra asks.

"What keys? We don't need keys to fix my room." Ms. Anderson says, looking back at us.

"Oh he was talking about his car keys, he lost them." Quentin lies.

"Oh sorry but let's get this show on the road, my class needs a good fixin' uppin" Ms. Anderson turns down the hall and enters a staircase.

We all silently follow behind our teacher, and enter her class, she starts to point to different walls and areas.
"Okay so first things first, we need to take down these papers off the walls, they are from last year and unnecessary." Students rush to the papers and peel them off.

Ms Anderson looks at us, "Maybe you guys can go to the office and get me big posters, they should be in a closet right behind the front desk." She takes out her keys from her navy blue blazers pocket and smiles. "Get me 4 of them, nah maybe 5. Yeah definitely 5."

I grab the keys and turn out the class, Quentin follows behind me.

"That was easy, now we only need the principals, unless one of you girls can improvise with a hair pin." Quentin laughs.

"I think I can." I reply.

"You're a bad ass if you do." Quentin says.

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I unlock the Main Office door and we all look inside, the office is engulfed in the white light given from the offices windows, we all spread out across the room. No one inside, I guess they take their weekeneds serious. Its a bit dumb to give the office keys to teachers, cause things like this happen.

Ezra and Quentin are both inside the closet looking for the posters, I hope. Ella goes from desk to desk opening them looking for something, probably the keys.

I walk behind her and take out a bobby pin that was holding back my grown out bangs, it falls to the side of my head and I brush it through with my fingers and place it behind my ear.

I approach the door and get ready to bend down but as my hand touches the doorknob it turns. I back up and look straight to Ella, her mouth goes into an O shape and she shuffles back into Ezra. Quentin points to under a desk, which we all quickly move to and duck underneath.

The door swings open. I sit on my bent legs and face Quentin. He smirks at me as my hair untucks from behind my ear. Ella is right between Ezras legs, must be uncomfortable wearing the skirt she has on. But beside that, I'm sure she's got it handled. We hide in silence, the room soundless.

The footsteps proceed to the exit of the office, and the door shuts. Quentin crawls out first and reaches for my hand to help me up, I take it and pull myself up. I look down at my knees and shins, they are covered in dust that they'd gathered from the floor. I begin dusting it off, and Ella crawls from underneath the desk and goes to the door, "I didn't hear him lock it."

She pushes opens the door and laughs. I finish dusting my jeans off and follow behind her, "someone needs to bring back the posters to Ms. Anderson." I turn to Quentin and Ezra, "Which means you both, tell her we are in the bathroom."

"Okay boss, dont get caught." Quentin laughs, he grabs the posters off the desk and leaves out the door. Ezra looks back to Ella, and smiles, then he exits out the door.

"Okay we have to find the folder quickly." Ella mumbles, as she walks to the back of the office.

I run my finger along the desk and pick up the wooden personalized name plate, Mr. Runde. "Checkmate!" Ella exclaims.

I place the name plate down and walk over to her, "You found it?"

"Yep!" She laughs.

"I wanted to know, why are you so interested in finding out about him?" I ask, she opens the folder and I look over at it.

"Because..." She gets cut off from her phone ringing, "Its Ezra..."

I stare at her, and whisper, "Pick it up..."

She doesn't move her eyes off the floor and closes the folder, then she quickly glances up at me. She turns to the side and slams the metal cabinet closed and speaks into the phone, "Okay." then she hangs up, "We need to get out of here now. He is coming back to the office."

I look at the window, "The window, there is a big ledge where we can stand, the ledge also goes down in steps," I say as I walk to the window and look back at her. She holds the folder to her chest, "Lets do it." She says to me.

I pull open the window and the wind blows my hair back, I bend down and step out, I pull myself to the side of the wall, Ella climbs out as well and pulls closed the window, we both face forwards and step side to side. I get closer to the ledge that goes all the way down to the ground. I step down onto the lower ledge, and Ella follows my steps.

"So are you gonna tell me about your reasons?" I ask.

"Sure. I think its time I explain even since we out of a window." She says.

I jump down from the wall and into the dirt, when she lands she fixes her skirt.

"The reason I wanted this folder is because of him" She sighs, "That was bad, okay there were a few weeks in the beginning of the school year when he wasn't in school. No one knows but he was in the psychiatric unit, how do I know this? Well cause I was also there, he was saying how someone wanted to kill him. This was the day after one of his games. Then he claimed he was lying, and quickly got out of the unit."

She doesnt seem like someone who would be in a psychiatric unit.

TRIGGER WARNING

"I was there because I attempted suicide, I slashed my wrists, I was a bit upset with myself. I woke up in the unit, bandaged, I was there for only a week, but I got to know Joshua. Until we were back in school, I didnt exist. I dont think he was lying about someone wanting to kill him." She says she rubs her lips together then stands up. "We've been in the bathroom for a long time, lets get back to the class." Ella keeps her head down and walks back to the entrance. Without anything to say, I follow her.

Quentin

I pull down a paper and let it drop to the floor, I grab another paper and at that same time I hear the door creak open, Rebecca and Ella both enter.

"There you two are, got lost?" Ms. Anderson asks.

"Haha no, we ended up getting carried away with being in school on the weekend, so we cleaned our lockers out." Rebecca says, I can't guess if she is lying or not.

Ms. Anderson laughs, "Good, it's good to be organized!" She turns back around and Ella drops the folder onto the desk.

Ms. Anderson walks up to us and smiles, "Well all of the posters are down and the majority of the stuff in here is organized, so we are all good, so you can all leave..." She says to the whole class.

"Thanks for having us stay." Ezra responds, Ms. Anderson pats his shoulder and nods, "You all get home safe."

Rebecca turns for the door quickly, her wavy dark brown hair drops from her shoulders. Other students pass by her.

"Thank you guys, for doing this for me." Ella laughs.

"No no no, now I'm in this with you." Rebecca replies.

"Are you sure you want to help me? I'm sure the police wouldn't want us doing this." Ella sighs.

"Well that's what makes it 10 times better. I'm in this too." I tell her.

"And that's why I am also here." Ezra laughs.

Rebecca looks at all of us, "Whatever is in that folder, or whatever we find about anything we keep to ourselves."

Everyone nods, and Rebecca reminds us with a different tone, "I am serious. I want to help figure this out."

"So do I." I reply. We all walk out the school, say our goodbyes and head for our cars.

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