I don't know why I couldn't have just gone home like Detective Ford suggested. I guess I was still in shock after finding out what happened to Kris.I was having a hard time wrapping my head around the fact that Kris Andrew a boy I had just met yesterday had been brutally murdered last night and Detective Ford thinks I did it. I don't blame him all the evidence leads up to me the security footage, the book. The book. Now that couldn't have been a coincidence that Kris and I were talking about the book 'the girl who played with fire.' And then the same day he got thrown in a fire and killed. A fire. Something wasn't right someone was trying to set me up, but the question was who? It's only my second day of school. I had barley made any friends let alone enemies. The only thing I new for sure was someone was trying to frame me for killing Kris and I was gonna find out who.

That night I went home and googled Kris Andrew. His name popped up in resent news reports. I was shocked this hadn't gotten around school by then. Surprisingly not one of my classmates had heard about Kris's death. They had done a good job at keeping things quiet seeing as it was a small town and news travels fast. Neither the school or my parents new it was only me, detective Ford, and Kris's parents and of course the police and obviously the fire department because they were the ones that put out the fire.But tonight they let everyone one know what happened to Kris and there were articles and news reports surrounding Kris's death.As I was scrolling through one of the articles on google I discovered that Kris was killed in the woods near the school. Whoever killed Kris started the fire in the woods. Then ran after they were done with Kris. I sighed I was really tired it was 2:00 at night and I still hadn't gotten any sleep. But how could I? With all the stuff that's been going on. You know yesterday I would've been worried wether or not I was going to make any friends in high school or have to much homework. Now I'm worried about getting thrown in jail for a crime I didn't commit. But as I sat on my sleep country bed and scrolled through articles on my some what cracked iPhone I noticed something in one of the articles. They were talking about Kris's death and how his sister Rose Andrew was completely devastated. Rose Andrew. I recognized that name. I think she was in one of my classes. That's it! I was going to go to school the next day and talk to Rose about the last time she saw Kris, about how he was acting, wether or not he had any enemies. Maybe then I would be able to gather up enough information and use it to figure out who killed Kris. So I turned of my phone ,climbed in bed and braced myself for the day to come.