CHARACTER IMAGE:LOGAN CARTER

       I dropped down to my knees against the cold mound of soil that was piled on top of the sod.

    "Get up Clarissa you've already wasted my time here looking for nothing." Mother twiddled with the strings that hung on each side of her silk hood and pulled them so it would be tighter, "Lets go."

"Mère no, there was something here.But it's gone." I dragged my palms against the rough soil.I was scared, but regardless, I still hoped I would find the corpse just to show mother.

"So it just randomly disappeared without any explanation whatsoever?" Mother fixated her vision towards the soil and gave a disapproving nod, "Ridiculous."

"I knew you wouldn't believe anything I would say.Let's just go back home." I stood up from my knees and pulled my black sleeves so they would hang from my fingertips.

Heavily sighing, mother scooped up raw soil in her clutch, "And what you were looking for isn't buried here somewhere..?" The dirt slowly seeped from her finger tips back onto the ground.

Relying on the wisdom that scurried out of mother's mouth, I stuck my fingers into the moist ground and starting digging.

-------  I----Didn't----See----Anything-------

I clasped my dirty hands against my face and my silent tears made the soil more wet. It's Without proof, I wouldn't have anyone on my side.Finding the body and possibly showing Willow Pines police would clear my name.But my name was always clear, I didn't do anything.I guess the blame wouldn't be put on me anymore and Odie and I would still be friends again.

"Clarissa, what are you looking for and why would it be buried in the ground anyway?"

      "It doesn't matter anymore, lets go back home, it's getting late." the sky was gaining more mist by the minute and the clouds seemed as if they were floating solely on the floor, but the sky was deepening into a orange peach color with swirls of candy floss pastel pink.

------------AT THE MANOR MANSION--------

Mother made lemon, raspberry tea with some mint leaves.We did nothing after we got home, we just drank the boiling hot tea and didn't speak of why I took her to the woods to find absolutely nothing.Father was already fast asleep in the king sized bed in the master bedroom.

I was clueless as to how a corpse could move on it's own and suddenly disappear hours after its discovery.

I lay in my bed with my hair in a loose
fishtail braid, cashmere white pajama pants and a black tank top.I have to go to school the very next day, I dread it utterly as nobody treats me like a human, but as some sort of mutant creature that lives in a dark sewer.Or a robot with no feelings- but I sure do have feelings- a lot of it.

Tossing and turning over in my checkered blue sheets is the only thing that I have been doing.It's 2:00 in the morning and I have yet to sleep.Sweat drenched the little hairs that curled against the back of my neck and beads of the sweat rolled down my temples.I can't close my eyes without the image of a cadaver's grey eyes staring and me and smiling with it's rotten, yellow and black teeth.It's bony fingers slowly lifting up and waving at me.Any natural creaks of the oak floorboard of the house gives me an aching pain around my chest and stomach, because it sounds like footsteps to me.

--------------The next day------------------------

Sleeping tranquilly and peacefully throughout the night without having blood-curdling dreams was simply an expectation in my head.Shades of black and purple locked under my eyes into harsh hued circles and my eyes glossed over in an aching pain of not sleeping for the whole night.The last thing I cared about was going to school and what to wear, I am in no means to deal with anyone's annoying remarks as I am not in a particularly cheery mood.

Pulling the black elastic that wrapped around the end of my braid, shuffling my hair back into it's straight, original ebony locks, and swooping it over to the side was the only special treatment my hair would receive this morning.A grey infinity scarf, a black wool cardigan, and soft coffee brown boots is the only thing I wore, and one of the many things I did not care about.

Being early in the morning, mother and father still haven't awoken to what I'm assuming was wonderful slumber.My stomach still churning with fear due to the recent events-I skipped the idea of eating or drinking something.I swooped my crimson blood red back over my back and left for the hell hole of Vixen High.

The refreshing pecks of chilled snowflakes landing on the tip of my frosted nose helped wake up the tiredness marinating in me.It quickly came back as the words "Vixen High" came into view.

Pushing those white doors open and exposing myself to the covetous serpents that slithered across the floor was gut wrenching.I could already feel my ear lobes getting hotter.

But nobody was even looking in my direction or directly at me at all.A girl ran past me, gagging and her nose running, smeared with what I assume is snot.Her eyes emitted a bright red color and a blue vein protruded harshly down her forehead as she loudly sobbed.

~~~~~~~everybody was crying~~~~~~~~

A large portion of the school was lurking and standing behind a glass case that held trophies and many other things.Swimming, basketball, football, or metals from the school debate team.
I decided to stand around, why would I want to go to homeroom anyway?It's not like I would have anybody to talk to.

Principal Harper closed the glass doors and secured it with a gold key, I smushed through the crowd and glared forward.Slowly, people left the crowd and headed to class, but I walked closer to the glass case.A picture, a picture of a boy around my age with dirty blonde hair and olive green eyes, pockets in pants- staring at the camera and smiling:

My knees started to uncontrollably wobble as I read the words underneath his picture:

"Not only a member of our school, but will forever be a member of our hearts: Rest In Peace, Logan Carter."

AUTHOR NOTE! I'm sorry if this chapter was short, I'm on vacation, so I'm trying to find time to fit in writing the book, but none the less, I hope you enjoyed it!! :D 😊

QOTD- can you guess who Logan Carter is? Do you have an idea of who he is?? ;) If so, put that ish in the comments and have a fabutastic day! ❤️