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Chapter One
Emily
I thought about death a lot It wasn’t hteen years old, I hadn’t really lived There had to beLife seeer I was part of it, the less I seemed to be relevant I didn’t fit in I wasn’t part of any crowd To most, I was a loser I didn’t hts of death For all I knew, a lot of kids thought of dying About how their final o
Glancing around the cafeteria, I couldn’t help but wonder if that wasn’t a whole crock of shit The pretty girls All with their long hair, styled pretty irl who liked to change it up For the team here, it was Nancy She ran with the pack but the truth was, she danced above them all
Then, of course, around them were the jocks The football creho believed they ruled the entire school, but the truth was they weren’t in charge, not really I’d firsthand seen theroup of people, and they sat in the corner No one messed with them
Monsters’ Crew or the Monsters’ Boys Depending on who you spoke to Caleb Falls, River Block, Gael Parson, and finally, Vadik Keller All of thelanced at theers He flicked the blade back and forth as if it was nothing more than a pencil I’d seen him do this many times and yes, he’d even nicked himself, but he’d often just lick it up or wipe the blood away on his pants
They were all scary as fuck Caleb, their leader, made all the decisions He always took the hel him Black hair, blue eyes, and he never shed When he found a target, he’d get this weird look on his face that vaguely resembled a smile, but it never was
Taking a large bite of ht atI wanted to do was to catch their attention Everyone knehat happened if you caught their attention
The girls loved it I’d heard the ru them A couple had left the school as they spent way tooabout the fact they couldn’t win one of them over They were Monsters and were more than happy to wear the label as well
Out of souys ished to join theain To the outside world, this was a prestigious school Wealthy kids came here All of the Monsters came from money They were all filthy rich, but no one here was froroup Nope
My parents dealt in sordid deals and blackht conversations about trafficking There had been a lot of young wo in and out of their house Most of them covered in bruises
I hated it