Great! It wasn't even one week that I had been back, and dad thinks that it was time that I started school with Jo , as Ms.Perfect liked to call herself.

Well, I can't say that it was bad. I only had to attend the final year and when I turn 18, I could be long gone from this hell home, commonly referred to as home.

Dad somehow thinks that 'little Ms.Perfect' is so perfect and that I am no match for her. He keeps comparing me with her and tells me to behave more civilized like her. If civilized means wearing the skimpiest dresses that are practically invisible and throwing myself at every guy possible, then I don't want to be civilized. At all. To summarize Jo in one word, would be difficult, but she's that typical bitch everyone dreads but is afraid to say so.She thinks so high about herself and seems to think that no one is up to her standard. But somehow dad is blinded by her overly sweet nature towards him. She behaves like the daughter my dad never had and the one I couldn't become.The way he showers his love on her makes me jealous. I mean, hey! I am his BIOLOGICAL daughter after all...

So here I am, sitting beside Jo at the back of dad's green pickup truck. Never saw it before. Must be new. Dad stops the truck and Jo jumps off the truck, mumbling a bye. I get down to follow her when my dad stops me. He looks at me with a concerned look and checks the surrounding before turning back to me.

"Blake...just be careful, darling."

And he drove off. I was confused. Now, what was that about? Weird.

I placed one strap of my bag over one shoulder and began to walk towards school. I shivered. the climate was cold and breezy. I had a rather odd feeling of being watched and turned around to find no one around me. Just a few kids running around the corner.

I shrugged off the feeling and looked back at the school building.

"Okay school, here I come." I murmur.

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I walk towards my locker, holding my new timetable which the admin lady gave me. As I was walking, I heard a squeal behind me. Before I could comprehend what was happening, I was pulled into a death-grip by a blonde.

Wait a minute...that blonde looked familiar.

"Katie-Sweetie!" I screamed before hugging her back.

Katie was my childhood friend. I have known her, like forever! Gosh! There wasn't a day which wasn't spent with her. As I look at her more closely, I notice how she had changed in the past few years. Sure, we wailed and cried when I left with my mom and had also stayed in touch, but this....this was what I didn't expect, at all.

Katie dyed her black auburn hair blonde and had a piercing near her lip. She had a lot of make up on (last time I checked, she was perfectly normal) and she was wearing HEELS!

The Katie I knew had a phobia with heels from when she slipped of the stairs while wearing them years ago. At that time, she swore she would never wear heels. What had happened when I was gone? I had a lot of catching up to do.

"Gosh! I missed you, like SO MUCH!!!"

I cringed when Katie screamed in my ear. Laughing, I pulled her cheek.

"I missed you, too."

Katie snatched the time-table from my hand and scanned it quickly.

"Yeah! We have three classes together. English, art and math."

The bell rang and I realized that I was getting late for my first class. I quickly hugged Katie and asked her to meet me at lunch. I was about to go to my locker to place my books when Katie called me.

She hesitated, before saying.

"Just be careful, okay?"

And quickly ran away. I looked at her fading form turn around one last time before escaping into a room. Why was everyone telling me to be careful? What was I missing over here?

After class, I started walking towards my locker, before thinking back on what dad had said before he left.

As I opened my locker to place my books in, I felt the same feeling that I felt before I entered school. Like someone was watching me. I swiftly glanced around but found no one. Somehow this was giving me the creeps. I opened the locker and my eyes widened in surprise.

There was a single rose lying on the shelf with a small folded note lying below it. I opened it and read it, my back stiffening with the feeling of being watched. I placed the note back in its place and talking my books rushed to my next class, my mind still pondering over the note.

Soon you will be back where you belong, sweetheart. Have some patience.

~ Yours Truly

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So, that was the third chapter and don't you worry, the next chapter is in the Killer's P.O.V (Well a part of it, anyway). Also, Blake is going to figure out the dark secrets that her small town has kept hidden in the next chapter. Yeah! Can't wait for the next chapter!!!Hope you love the chapter.

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