The Haunted

"Oh Lucinda, if you think this has a happy ending, then you haven't been paying attention." She smirked amused by Lucinda's sense of optimism.

Something has come back to Bishops Green. Something that wants to kill. Something unworldly.
Sixteen year old Lucinda Marcs is cute, fun and looking forward to the start of her Junior year of High School. But little does she know that something evil has made it's way into Bishop's Green, her quaint, seemingly normal town where nothing ever happened.
And when Lucinda finds herself caught up in the mess it's up to her to figure out how to get rid of this evil for good.
But what happens when her best friend becomes a target? Will she be able to save her? Or will she fall with her?


5. Chapter Five:

"Wait your brother and Alanna?" Poppy cried eyes wide as they walked the few blocks to school that morning. Lucinda had secretly hoped the school would be closed for just one more day, if not for her than for her brother who was clearly distraught over Alanna's death. 

"Yes but you can't say anything to anyone." Lucinda exclaimed. Poppy crossed her fingers over her heart to signal her keeping of the secret. Lucinda had promised her brother not to tell anyone about him and Alanna but that didn't include Poppy. She told Poppy everything that's what best friends did.

"I can't believe it. Noah and Alanna." Poppy said. After having time to think about it Lucinda had come round to the idea and realised it wasn't as strange as she originally thought. Alanna was tall, slim, had beautifully long auburn hair and gorgeously deep brown eyes. Noah's type. In fact Alanna would've been many boys type and Lucinda wondered if she'd had more friends would she still be alive? No one usually spent the night before the first day back at school alone. Poppy had stayed over at Lucinda's and Noah had stayed with his best mate James. Maybe if Alanna had more friends she'd have been with one of them instead of dying alone.

Not the time to think about that now, Lucinda told herself. Both her and Poppy had promised each other to do their best not to think about Alanna even though they knew it would be impossible. Everyone at school would be talking about it, it would be hard to avoid.

"Do you think her parents knew?" Poppy asked as they turned the corner onto the school lane. Just a few meters and we'll be there, Lucinda told herself. She'd wished Bishop's Green was bigger so she'd have time to process how she felt about the day ahead. It felt wrong to be in school everyone would be mourning Alanna and no one would be able to concentrate. 

"I don't know but according to Noah they kept it pretty secret." Lucinda told her. Poppy nodded deciding not to respond as they walked through the school gates. Here was not the place to talk about Noah and Alanna and dating.

Rose rushed up to the pair as they walked into the foyer, in front of them was a blown up picture of Alanna taped to an easel with a few words written underneath. The schools idea of a memorial for her. It sickened Lucinda to think of her classmate no longer being around but it was a nice gesture by the school. "Guess what everyone is talking about?" Rose asked as she stood in front of Lucinda and Poppy. Lucinda had known it would be impossible to think of anything else but she had silently prayed for a miracle. 

"I'm not surprised. I saw the news last night the police have no idea how she died." Poppy said. Lucinda looked at her best friend shocked that she hadn't told her this first. Lucinda had spent most of last night watching films with Noah and talking about Alanna. She had learnt a lot about her brother's girlfriend in the whole hour Noah couldn't stop talking about her. She felt bad as it was obvious he really liked her.

"Yeah me too. They don't know if they're treating it as suspicious anymore. There's no poisons, no wounds it's almost like she just dropped dead of her own accord." Rose said. A chill ran down Lucinda's spine as she thought of herself dropping dead naturally. It didn't seem right for a sixteen year old to just drop dead. "She wasn't ill was she?" Lucinda questioned. Rose shook her head, "No." Another chill ran through Lucinda as she tried to ignore the bad thoughts lacing her mind.

Poppy noticed her friends discomfort and said, "we should probably get to home room. I don't want to be late." She looped her arm around Lucinda's and Rose's and walked them towards the science block. The three of them walked in silence listening to the conversations around them that were all about Alanna. 

How did she die? Was it suicide? Did her parents do it?

Lucinda's stomach flipped as she heard their theories. She couldn't believe people were openly talking about it like it was nothing. Their classmate was dead and everyone was playing FBI.

"I'll see you guys later." Poppy said removing her arm from around Lucinda's. Lucinda hadn't even noticed they'd reached the stairs up to the science block. She nodded to her friend and walked off in the opposite direction with Rose to room B16. 

Lucinda and Rose walked into the room that was half empty and sat in their usual seats at the back. They still had a few minutes before the bell but were surprised when Miss Johnson wasn't already in the room. "Are you ok? You don't look so good." Rose commented as she looked over at Lucinda. In all honesty she felt awful as if she could hurl at any moment and she was desperately trying to hold it in. She clenched her fist under the desk and nodded at her friend pretending everything was ok.

As Lucinda focused her gaze on the board at the front of the class the head mistress walked in gaining silence from everyone. The headmistress never just turned up to class, Lucinda's stomach flipped. Mrs Peterson stood firmly in front of the class and waited until the rest of the students had entered to speak. The late bell rang and Mrs Peterson began. "Right, Miss Johnson isn't here today so I will take attendance and then you may talk amongst yourselves as there is no bulletin for today." She addressed the class. 

Lucinda's sick feeling grew stronger as she looked around the class to see other's reactions. Miss Johnson was never absent. Mrs Peterson took class attendance before sitting behind Miss Johnson's desk and busying herself with paperwork.

Lucinda turned to Rose and stared wide eyed, "Where do you think she is?" She asked receiving a mere shrug from Rose. "I guess she's just ill." Rose said not buying into Lucinda's fear. Lucinda did have a tendency to think the worst in a situation maybe she was overreacting. After all Alanna had just died and emotions were running high.

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