Something woke me up and I was scared to find out who. "Wake up."

I heard a whisper. It sounded familiar. I opened my eyes very carefully and slowly. My eyes were adjusting to the darkness. Once I could see, I knew who it was. The killer.

"Your back." I smiled. "Yes, I am. I was wondering if you wanna go out for a bit."

"Sure." I grabbed my sweater and left. We headed on the roof again, and of course he helped me. We went to the same spot as we were the other night. The wind was blowing my hair around, so I put my hoodie on and closed my eyes to feel the wind and air. He came by my side and stood there with me. I can hear his breathing, that's how quiet it was.

The wind was very quiet but still windy. I took a deep breath and smelled the fresh, cold breeze. He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me in. My head rested on his shoulder, while his head came down and rested on mine. This is what I needed in life.

"Isn't this what we need more often?"

"Yes. Yes we do." I say all tired, but it was worth it.

My hand laid on his chest and his other hand held mine. He let go of me and went to the edge of the roof and I joined him. We sat there for a while feeling the breeze. I looked at him and he's staring into space. I wonder who he is under the hood and bacalva.

"Can I ask you something?"

"Sure. What do you want to ask?"

"Who are you under the hood?"

He froze. Nothing of his body moved one bit. I kept staring at him. He didn't look back to me or say anything. I shouldn't have asked. He's probably mad at me now or upset. "I shouldn't have asked. I'm sorry." He finally glanced my way and said, "It's ok. I wasn't expecting that. You know I can't tell you, though."

"I know." I look down at the ground, wishing I hadn't asked that. "I know I've only met you a few nights ago but, I'll tell you one thing. I'll give you a hint every night, and only one hint that would lead you to who I am. Is that ok?"

"Yeah. Ok. So what's the hint?" 

"I know you really well, and you know me very well."

"Are you among us?"

"Yes I am."

"Thanks."

"No problem."

The conversation ended after that. I cuddled up next to him to get warm. I may have the sweater on, but it's still cold. He understood what I was trying to do and he pulled me closer to the point where I could feel his pulse and heart pounding. My eyes closed and I could feel his mouth and nose on my head. He gave me a soft kiss on the head and laid down with me on him. I opened my eyes and glanced to see his eyes closed. His face was rubbing against mine and I was cozy and warm. I wanted to stay like this all night. I was moving in to him and basically on him once I got the way I wanted. His arm was rubbing me and moved up to my head and curled into his neck. Apparently, I was shivering but never noticed. The killer unzipped his sweater and wrapped it around me.

"How are you still cold?" he whispered. "I don't know." I whispered back. My eyes closed and I fell asleep. I assumed he did too.

When I woke up the next morning, I wasn't in my room on the couch. I was on the roof with the killer sleeping. I nudged him to get up, he didn't. I bet he was a heavy sleeper. The sun was shining right in my eyes and I was going blind. If he wasn't getting up, I could find out who he is. I grabbed the bacalva very gently and started to pull it down. "I wouldn't do that if I were you."

He was awake. "Dammit." I say under my breath. My hand stayed there and he had to grab it so I would let go.

"Trying to find out who I was, huh? Very smart and sneaky."

"I tried. You can't blame a girl for trying, now can you?"

"Nope. Why didn't you wake me up?"

"I did. I nudged you but you didn't get up, so I assumed you were a heavy sleeper." Honestly, I didn't try very hard, only did it gently.

"We've slept on the roof, together." I whispered together so he wouldn't hear me.

"Yeah, we did." I could hear that he smiled while he said that. I sat up and looked at the cars going by. Tears were coming to my eyes. The killer sat up and noticed I was crying. "What's wrong?" 

"Just watching all those people walking or driving where they want, having their freedom and not trapped in a school hoping to live and not die. I just want to get out of here now."

"Aww. All the kids want to get out of here, too. I know you won't die." he brushed my tears away. 

"How do you know?" That was a stupid question to ask. "Because I'm the killer, and I can control who lives and dies. I will make sure you live, Makayla. You're an amazing person that I've met in my life. Don't worry about dying." he gave me a hug. "Just the thought of it, though."

"So don't. There's only one killer, and that the killer is me. You have a week left and you made it this far."

"Your right."

"I know what will cheer you up."

"What?"

"Are you ticklish?"

"Yeah, why?"

He came down on me and tickled so hard that I burst out in laughter. "Stop!" I say laughing. I tried to move away but couldn't move. The grip he had was strong. Eventually, he did stop and was on top of me. I stopped laughing and just smiling at him. He leaned down to where we were face to face. He pulled down his bacalva, but I couldn't see who he was, and kissed me.

It was a light, gentle kiss. The warmth of his mouth on mine was soothing. My hands went around his neck, and his hands were on my face. This beautiful moment I won't forget. By this, my heart was pounding and my stomach was queasy, but it didn't bother me. My first kiss and not in my dreams. He lifted up a bit so he could pull up the bacalva. I opened my eyes and saw him staring at me. I was sad that it was over, but it was worth it. I sat up onto my elbows staring at him smiling. I couldn't tell but I think he did too. 

His breathing grew heavily as he pulled up his bacalva again.. "I should let you go now and see everyone else. They will be waking up soon."

"Ok."

We stood up and left. Once we got to the ground, he left to the other side of the portables. I went inside, still quite shocked by what just happened. The blood rushing through my body. I couldn't stop smiling at that point. The killer likes me and I like him. I laughed. What was funny at that moment was that I'm in love with a killer and he was not who I thought my first kiss would be with. I got dressed and left for breakfast.

I saw Elaina and Harper there talking and eating breakfast. I was debating if I should tell them or not. Then I think back to what he said before, don't say anything to anyone. Say nothing, you live, say something, you die. I didn't tell them.

"Hey, glad to see you two still alive."

"Yes. Glad to see you alive, Makayla," replies Harper.

"Who died?" I ask, hoping it's Easton.

"Don't know yet. Let's check it out." Responds Elaina.

We left to see who died, praying it was Easton. I looked carefully into the rooms of the green pod, and found Easton dead. "Look. There he is." I say pointing to his room. We headed in and wow the killer had fun last night.

I could see the bloody footprints but they are smeared at the end, so we can't tell how big his feet are. It was a bloody scene where the blood smeared in some places. His stomach has been cut open a bit to die from blood loss. Poor guy but all of the kids I hated were gone now. Happy as can be I was glad the killer picked him.

"Well... Now what? Should we go wake up the others?" I wonder what we should do next.

"Yeah, let's go wake up the others. Who wants what pod?" replied Elaina.

"I'll take purple." I say

I'll take blue," replied Harper. "And I'll take green."

We headed off to our pod to get the others up. I yelled out to everyone to get up, but when they didn't I went to grab the microphone blaster that was in the pod. I turned it on and blew it.

Everyone came out of their rooms to see what's going on. "What happened Makayla? Why did you blow that so early?" Claire asked, walking out of Mrs. Archer's room. "Someone died come see."

We walked to the green pod and I didn't wake up with a purple pod but a green pod too. We waited for blue pod and Samantha to come and once they came, Elaina, Harper and I showed them the room. "Poor Easton. He had his life. Now it's time for him to go." says Irene . "Eww." Claire says grossed out by the appearance. Kylo just stares at the body creepily, then smiles a bit. Blush enters his face a bit. Something tells me he had a good night's rest, or he's glad that Easton's gone.

I then think back of what Kylo said the other day when Ethan set a trap for him. Ethan thinks I'm the murderer and tried to hurt me. I was starting to think that Ethan could be right and I kissed Kylo. But no that can't be right. I don't like him in that way anymore. Then how come when he came near me, my heart started to pound like it did before? I was going crazy.

I glanced at Kylo ever so often at breakfast. He's looking down at his food not saying a word, which is weird because he's always saying something.  he acted a bit strange but who knows, the killings have changed almost everyone here.

The kiss with the killer was so gentle and sweet. Usually with a killer the love for them is pretty hard, if you think about it. I was starting to blush myself.

"Makayla." Hunter said. "Hm?" I look up and the daydreaming disappears. "You ok? Your blushing. And the same goes to you Kylo. You ok?" 

"Yep I'm ok, just thinking of the memories of the past." I say hoping not to be suspicious. "Yeah I'm fine, Hunter." he says.

Once everyone was done and left, Kylo came to me running. "So, tell me. I know you were with the killer last night." I froze. How did he know? "Um . . . uh." I couldn't respond to that. I don't know how to respond to that. "I saw you last night with him going on the roof. Don't worry, I won't tell anyone."

"I.... I.... I can't say anything if I did or didn't see the killer."

"Yes you did. I talked to the killer and he trusts me."

"Promise not to tell anyone. I'm not really supposed to say anything to anyone." 

"Promise." I took a deep breath and finally I told him everything. "Yes I went with the killer last night on the roof. He didn't try to push me off or anything. We talked for a bit, but that was about it. We slept together on the roof, but nothing interesting like doing it happened. We just relaxed and fell asleep. I got up this morning and he was still asleep. I figured if he wasn't getting up, I would take a look and see who he really is under the hood and bacalva. He caught me before I pulled it down. We talked a bit more and then he kissed me."

I could tell he was proud that I got my first kiss. He smiled at me. "Aww. how did you like it?" 

"It was nice." 

"Was it gentle and sweet or hard?"

"Gentle and sweet."

"Good for you. Feel free to tell me anything about him. Just make sure we're alone first before you go and tell me. Anyways I got to go now and see the others. Bye."

''Bye."

We both wave and he left me alone in the room. Just hope that the killer won't kill me because I told Kylo. It also dawned on me that Kylo has seen the killer. My heart starts racing when I think about the killer. I'm in love with a murderer.

Later that morning, everyone was to meet in the gym. Colton found a tape recorder and played once everyone was there.

Hello. You must be wondering why this recording is here. Well I feel so bad, that I will let you guys go out of the boundaries and go somewhere together. You don't have to go but, this is an opportunity. You can go see your family or friends. This is served for only today until Midnight. Have fun.

"Well, I'm going to see my parents goodbye." Kylo leaves us. "Let's go somewhere. Everyone, there will be cars at the front." they all leave. "Aren't you coming, Makayla?" asks Quinn. "No thanks. You guys have fun." and they leave me all alone. I have the whole place to myself. I go and watch them leave at the front and head back inside. It's so quiet without anyone here. I don't know what to do.

Fifteen minutes later, I hear something. Someone is in school with me and I'm alone. I booked it in the foods room and grabbed a sharp knife. Something is out there and it's scaring me. I wish I'd gone with them. I go out into the pod and walk slowly. I see a shadow coming down the hall and I hide behind the door that enters the hallway. I've got the knife ready in hand in case something happens. I could hear the footsteps coming closer. I hold my breath so I wouldn't make a sound.

It's coming closer and I close my eyes. It stopped. I look around the corner and nothing's there. I started to walk out with a knife ready to see who or what was in here with me. "Hello." I screamed and turned around, knife pointing. "Whoa, Makayla. Calm down. I know that I'm a killer, but that doesn't mean you need to kill me." I painted with sweat rolling down my face, scared to death. "Don't scare me like that. I thought you were an intruder." I drop the knife and go up to him and wrap my arms around his neck. 

"Not that I don't mind you here, but why are you here? It's daytime."

"I noticed that you were alone and wanted to give you company. Besides, after what happened this morning, I couldn't stop thinking about you."

"Same here." My heart started racing fast and the blood ran through me. Both of his hands were holding my face. The leather of his gloves were so comforting. I could tell he was smiling at me even though I can't see. "So, we have the whole place to ourselves. What do you wanna do? We could play cards."

"Can you play?" He asked, smiling and seeing if I could play. "Depends on what game."

We head to the library to get a pack of cards. We sit at one of the tables and he shuffles and deals. "You know how to play Crazy 8's?" he asked. "Yes I do."

It's been a while since I played it but I know the rules and know what to do. "Best out of five gets to choose who dies tonight."

"Why?" I wondered why he said that.

"Because, I don't know who to kill and who you guys hate."

"OK. I have someone in mind."

"Who is it?"

"If I win, I'll tell you."

"Ok. I'm warning you that I'm really good at this game."

"Alright."

He said he is good and he's right. So far the score is 4-2 and I'm losing to a killer. Honestly I don't care if I win or lose to him, as long as we're both enjoying it. After the games, he won 5-2 and he's about to tell me who he's going to kill tonight.

"Alright, I have someone in mind."

"Who is it?"

"You."

I was shocked after what happened this morning and the other nights, I'm surprised he said that. He said he won't kill me no matter what. The killer stood up and came to sit with me.

"I'm going to kill you with laughter."

He grabs me and starts tickling me so hard on the floor. I started laughing and telling him to stop but he didn't. Eventually he did and he's there on all fours looking down at me. "I thought you were actually going to kill me tonight."

"Didn't I tell you this morning that I won't kill you."

"I know, but it sounded like you meant it."

He chuckles.

Oh mighty god how I love this guy. My heart starts pounding and the blood rushing through me fast.

This is just a start.