13 days.

13 days since Anna Perkins was last seen. Everyone thinks that it's just a case of her running away, but how could someone like her run away for 13 days.

"Here, look, officer, I found this, this is proof that she wouldn't have run away, I know it." Anna's mom said as she shoved the paper into the police officers hands.

He took it and began to read it aloud.

"This world can be so cruel, especially when the one you loved, well, thought you loved, betrays you. Michael Johnson never loved me. He led me on to think he did, all for a stupid bet, and now, I'll let karma do its work. He doesn't have to worry about me again. EVER."

"Well ma'am, I'll take this in and we'll talk to you again if we find anything, call us if you find more evidence."

"What? But I thought-"

"Ma'am, look here, this paper won't bring your daughter back okay, it doesn't even tell where she went or if she even ran away or what."

The mother looked frustrated and angry, as she began to pick up more papers from off of the table, telling about each one.

"Look, here, Sierra long was never a true friend but a backstabbing bitch, oh and this one, Lucy vang is not to be trusted, oh what about this one, if I see her face again, She'll talk crap about me again just like she does every day, and if she does again, I think I'll take my life away."

The officer grabbed the papers from the mom, and spoke, "I'll take these in as evidence, but, I mean these papers won't bring your daughter back, whether she's dead, or alive."

Anna's mom stopped for a second, as if her whole world had been shattered, a piece of herself broke inside, she couldn't think straight anymore.

"I'm sorry ma'am, but she probably is just another runaway or something like I said before, I'm sure she'll come back." The officer proceeded to walk out of her front door, got in his vehicle, and drove away.

Anna's mom walked into the living room and sat on the couch. And she kept thinking over and over to herself about this whole situation.

"I know my daughter didn't run away, she killed herself because of these kids at her school, I will not let them get away with this. It's their fault my little girl is gone." She put her face in her bare hands and cried.

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"Why the fuck is everyone still worried about that Anna chick, if she ran away that's on her," Michael said as he rolled his eyes and turned towards his friend Jonathan.

"She's been gone for 13 days, I mean don't you think its kind of strange, especially since you-"

Michael had begun to talk to stop Jonathan from saying what he was about to say, "look I'm not the only one guilty here if Anna can't take a little dick well then that's her fault."

"Michael you raped her, do you know you can go to jail for that, all of your scholarships for football, and college, gone. Just like that." He whispered.

Michael just shook his head, not even caring about what Jonathan just said, he was too focused on what he and Sierra were going to do later on tonight.

Jonathan leaned in closer to Michael and whispered,

"you better find out where the fuck Anna is because if she goes and tells the police anything, I can probably get arrested and-"

"Jonathan stop worrying, you act like you were the one to rape her."

"I know but I brought her to you, I lied and said you had a special surprise for her, and I was the one who stopped her from running out that door when you tried to get her. It was me, I helped and I can equally get charged too."

The teacher walked into the class and went behind her seat, a tall Caucasian woman with big bouncy, curly blonde hair.

"Sorry, I had to make extra copies of tonight's homework, alright now let's get started."

"We'll talk about this later," Michael whispered to Jonathan.

"Excuse me Mr. Johnson would you like to share whatever it is you are telling Jonathan, to the whole class since obviously it is more important than learning about your history."

"Sorry Mrs. Herbs, it won't happen again."

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Lucy handed sierra a note as the teacher spoke in their English class. Sierra opened it up and read it to herself.

Why would you do that to Anna?!?

Sierra rolled her eyes than wrote on the note,

I don't share what's mines.

Sierra looked to see if the teacher was looking at her then handed her the note.

"Sierra, how should I correct what Timmy said?"

"Oh, what you should put is Xavier wasn't going to play soccer with Jasmine."

"Thank you." The teacher spoke, turning back to the board to write it down.

Lucy gave Sierra the note, Sierra opened it and read it,

Yeah, but he was never yours. I'm tired of putting up with your shit sierra, you need to do something about Anna, quick.

Sierra was getting irritated with Lucy, "I swear Lucy thinks that she can control me, I'm not the only one guilty in this whole thing, I still know what she did." Sierra thought to herself, a smirk appeared on her face as she began to write again.

If you say anything about Anna to anyone, I'll tell your secret, and this isn't a threat, its a promise!

Sierra tapped her on the shoulder and passed her the note, still smirking.

But her smirk quickly disappeared when she got the note back and read it.

I don't have to tell what you did, everyone already knows.

Sierra was angry and didn't hold anything back at that point, she wrote on the paper, not caring anymore.

You have so much nerve, you were her best friend yet you left her, and she even told you she was going to kill herself, how do you know she's even alive?!?! She could be dead right now because of you because you did nothing about it, you sat there and let her do it. It's not my fault it's yours.

She crumpled up the paper and threw it at Lucy. Lucy looked at Sierra, giving her a stink face, before opening it, and reading it. When she was done, she looked over at Sierra, and gave her a disappointed look, then shook her head, and began to write.

She handed Sierra back the paper, Sierra taking it back and reading it.

It's not my fault. It's yours. Cause guess what, you bullied her, I didn't, for six months you did, not me. You killed Anna Perkins.

Sierra gulped in guilt. She looked over at Lucy, who continued to look straight ahead.

"Shit," Sierra said to herself.