Death at the Rivers End

                                 Chapter One

The hallways were empty, you couldn't even hear the echos of what was there. The classrooms stood still. The chairs were ice cold of leak of body heat on it. The lockers kept books locked away from people who did not know their codes. Jessica Cherry stood in the hallway steering down it. Tears running down her cheeks. Her black dress dripped in the rain that had met her outside. She shock her head, causing her messy strawberry blonde hair to go everywhere. She didn't like this school much. Her and her friend had tried their best to stay way from it. Ditching class playing sick and even just plane not going. It all seemed swell for her and her group, in till they all met their fate in summer school. And the day they met April Smith. And their secret came out.
Jessica's cell phone beeped from in side her bag. She didn't need to check it she knew who it was. She began to move, walking slowly down the hallway. Jessica could tell she was the only one in the building. The way her shoes hit the ground made loud clapping noises and all the classroom doors where open. Her pale skin grow with goosebumps. Her phone beeped again. "I am going I am going." She whispered to the phone. It only seemed like a short while before she came cross her locker. She spun the dial put in her locker numbers and then spun it till it clicked. Inside her locker her Math book History book and English book stood. Dust laid over them like a blanket. Jessica dropped her bag to the ground and opened. Her cell phone welcomed her inside with a lit up face. 2 text messages flashed cross the screen. Jessica ran her fingers threw her hair. She pushed her phone aside and digged deep inside. She pulled out a blue notebook and a yellow text book 'Math and Reading. A two in one' ran cross it in red. Jessica want to pass summer school. She wasn't dumb she just didn't like high school. Her phone beeped again when she slammed the locker shut. She groaned.
When she walked out side it was still raining. She made her way to the black SUV that was curbed park next to the school. Jessica opened the passenger door and slide in.  The tan leather seat was all ready into med heating when she sat down. The door slammed shut but no clicking of a buckle seat happened. "Its about time. Cherry what took you so long?" Brookelle Louis snapped from the back seat. Jessica turned and cocked an eye brow at her best friend. No one could have guessed that the two where best friends. Brookelle was short and thin, tan with long curly brown hair and light green eyes. Jessica was the opposite of her, she was tall thin with curves. Long legs  cherry red lips and dark drown eyes. "I am sorry that my locker is on the other side of the school." Jessica snarled and turned back around. "I just want to get this over with." Brookelle said. Jessica looked over at the driver. Dominic Salter looked back at her. His soft warm golden brown eyes met hers. His tossed brown hair shine with a greasy tent. He had charming good looks. They all did. All five of them. Fox Hunter and Travis Brooks were the other two boys in the group. Jessica loved them all very much she wonted be anything without them. "Yeah can we go?" Fox wined from the back. His red hair was curled at the ends thanks to the rain. His light freckled skin was flushed.  He didn't want to do this either just like the rest of the group. "Yeah. Lets do this." Jessica said eyes still on Dominic. He nodded then started up the SUV and drove back on to the main road.
"Dom?" Brookelle spoke after ten minutes of silence. "Hmm?" He said eyes still on the road. "Can you turn on the radio?" Brookelle was the only one in the middle seat. Her back was pressed up against the door. Her black dress was mini and skin tight. The only black dress she owned. It didn't help her dull down her looks. Her hair curled nicely thanks to the weather. Her lips plumed and glossed nicely eyes thicken with eye liner.. She couldn't help how she looked or even how she did her make up. Even if she didn't wear make up she would still be hot. But she felt ugly. She looked down at her feet. A pair of flats looked back at her. Ugly old black flats. She moved her left back and forth. Yeah it was real. "Yeah sorry." Dominic switched on the radio.
Bruno Mars's Grenade came slipping threw the car's speakers. "Thanks." Brookelle said. She tossed her head to the side to see Travis looking out the window. He hadn't said a word since they got in the car. His blonde mop they called hair stuck to the window. His light blue eyes paired out the window and watched the trees go by.
Brookelle felt like opening her mouth and talk to him. But she knew that was pointless. He wouldn't speak to her. He wouldn't speak to anyone. It was like he was dumb found it with words.
The SUV pulled up to a muggy dirt area. Gravestones covered the land. Dominic followed the road till the car was met by other cars then Dominic found a spot to park and killed the engine. Travis unstuck his head and looked around. Brookelle was the first to get out. She turned around and looked Fox and Travis in the eyes. "Now try to look sad." She said to them. "We are sad." Jessica said shutting her door. "Right." Brookelle said nodding. Dominic saw the group of kids his age dressed in black crowed around a hole in the ground. He assumed the hole had a casket in it.   Cream color. He swooped his arm over Jessica's shoulders. Trying his best to look like he didn't stead out. Trying to make sure none of his friends stood out. When they got close eyes were tossed on to them like they were deer and the eyes were lasers from a hunters gun. Their faces were covered in tears and running make up. Dominic look on to his friend's face's. Jessica looked like she had been crying for days. And she had. Travis looked he had seen death. Fox's head was shot down at the ground his hands were stuffed in his pockets. He was kicking dirt. Dominic looked down at Brookelle who was crying. Which was rare to see her cry. Brookelle didn't care for any one but the group. They all joined the crying faces. The minister had finished saying his good words and had now started to toss dirt on to the casket. He looked up and spotted Dominic. "Dominic Salter?" He asked. Dominic nodded. The minster stopped tossing dirt. "April said so much about you." A old tried looking women said. She had stepped out from the crowed. Her hand was glued to her face with a tissue in it. Dominic looked at her. "Well yes we were some what friends." Dominic said. His hands dropped from Jessica's shoulders and to his side. "Please say something."