11

"If someone asks you about a murder, simply say you don't know or, if necessary, avoid them," Jelyn advised.

"Yes, young master," he agreed, his voice solemn.

She proudly nodded, "Good! And here we are, the boys dormitory," she explained, "and your room number is 12-10-21; if you need any assistance with your directions, there's a student assistant waiting at the front of the dormitory."

She walked from the boys' dorm to the girls' dorm, and as she was about to open the door, her phone rang; she quickly picked it up and answered.

"Yes, hello?" Jelyn inquires, her brow furrowed.

The man stated, "I have the results."

She quickly lowered her phone and shifted her gaze behind the girls' dormitory building.

"Great!" she exclaimed, "meet me on the gymnasium rooftop, which is just behind the girl's dormitory building."

"All right," said the man.

The man arrived a few minutes later.

GYMNASIUM ROOFTOP

The man handed her the findings, saying, "I've got the result for the fingerprint to the letter and the photo, you've asked."

"Thank you," Jelyn thanked the man. "If someone calls you about the findings, make some reasons like the results had a mistake or you couldn't scan," she said as she handed him the cash.

As he walked off the terrace, the man concurred with a nod.

"Now, no one will know who killed Anne," Jelyn said, a sinister smile on her face. "I know, Anne didn't mean any harm because she was new to the school; it's just that the fact that she was flirting with him is unacceptable, and she deserves to die," she said furiously as she crushed the results paper.

"If you're through talking about Anne's death, you may as well tone it down since other students might hear you," Abegail added as she stepped closer, hands in her jacket pockets.

"Ah! Aish! Yah!" she shouted, clutching her chest and asking, "Why are you here? You terrified me to death!"

"What do you think? Of course, I'm here to appreciate the view," Abegail said sarcastically. "Instead of taking in the scenery, I've had the biggest plot twist of my life; who would have guessed it was you all along?" she continued solemnly.

"Since no one guessed it was me because they just regarded me as an innocent vice president," Jelyn said, smiling evilly. "If you told them I killed Anne, no one would believe you because they accused you of killing Anne," she continued quietly.

"Why are you doing this? What was your motivation for killing Anne?" Abegail said, her voice perplexed and horrified.

"You wonder why I'm doing this. Simple, she was flirting with Jordan, which is why I got rid of her. For good," Jelyn snarled maniacally as she scowled at her.

"Jordan and the student assistant were merely trying to assist Anne in carrying the books that the instructor had requested, which is why he was with her! Because of your envy, Anne is dead!" Abegail said angrily, pointing at her.

"It wasn't helping, that was flirting, and I'm going to do the same with his love interest, but first I have to get rid of you, because you know too much," Jelyn cynically stated as she pulled out a knife and stabbed Abegail in the neck a few times until she felt no heartbeat.

"It's a pity you had to die this way, but who cares, nobody will even know you're dead hahaha," she sarcastically laughs as she wipes the blood from her face.

She grins as she drags Abegail's body to the bench. She then strips down to her underwear and ties the body to the fence. After removing Abegail's clothing, she anonymously posted it on the LMU page, which attracted a lot of attention and rumors began to circulate. She then smirks as she leans against the bench with her legs crossed. "Let the fun begin hahaha," she exclaims maniacally.

The post received so much attention that students began to share it throughout the camp that it even made its way to the school administrator.

The school administration quickly called a meeting for teachers and staff, and the school principal was enraged as he discussed the position.

"You've seen the post, I.T teachers, you can delete it, right?" Mr.Principal said calmly as he sought assistance from technology-savvy teachers. "Because I want that post taken down as soon as possible before it reaches the authorities," he continued.

"We could try," one of the I.T. teachers suggested.

He gave them a thumbs up and exclaimed, "Good!" Mr.Principal ordered, "But, before you delete the post, can you also identify the student's name and which class the student belongs to in the picture?"

The I.T. teacher nodded, "Sure thing, principal."

"While the I.T. teachers work on deleting the post, I want the rest of the teachers and staff to stop the students from spreading it all over campus," Mr.Principal explained, pointing at them.

"One last thing before we end our assembly, if your students ever ask about the post, just say that the administration is taking care of it," everyone agreed. "Okay, got it?" Mr.Principal suggested, "and go on with your discussion. You may now return to your classroom and continue what you were doing," he added, as everyone nodded and gave a thumbs up.

When the assembly ended, the teachers and staff quickly left, leaving the rest of the administration and I.T teacher behind to investigate the malicious post that had been spreading.

In the meantime, here's what's going on in the ladies' room:

"Did you hear about the post and the student who died that's been going around on the La Meissa University page?" Girl number one inquired.

"What post? And who died" inquires the second girl.

"The post about the new student, I think her name was Abegail Laurie and I heard she's friends and roommates of Anne Tricia Lauren another new student from class EE22, Anne was murdered in her own room under her bed, and they didn't know who killed her because her body was found buried behind the girls dormitory building two weeks later," Girl number 1 explained while looking in the mirror.

"Oh, the post that's been spreading around the campus. That explains why I kept detecting a horrible odor coming from outside our dormitory," Girl No. 2 explained.

"Yeah, that post. Poor girls, they were new here and ended up being murdered. Right? I thought I was the only one who smelled it," stated Girl No. 1.

"Yeah, poor souls. Even though, I haven't them they must have been nice. I still can't believe they've been murdered at our school; do you think it's still safe to stay here?" Girl number 2 asked, her face filled with surprise and anxiety.

"Yeah, they must have. I still can't believe it either, I thought the security here was safe, but I guess it's not at all," Girl number 1 said, also in disbelief. "I'm sure, they're preparing for extra precautions about ensuring students' safety until then, let's stay since we still have a semester to finish up," Girl number 1 reassured Girl number 2, and then exited the comfort room.

Alyssa was inside the cubicle the entire time, listening in on the girls' chat. She felt as though she had been stabbed in the heart with a knife.

While contemplating, Alyssa mumbled, "Why didn't anybody tell me Abegail and Anne were murdered? Do my friends know about Anne's death and also the post? Of course they know, it's  spreading like wildfire. Are they involved in Anne and Abegail death?" she wondered aloud as she began to feel dizzy. Fortunately, she was clinging to the steel bar on the wall.

Alyssa limped up to the door and carefully stood up. She approaches the sink and examines herself in the mirror before washing her face. "Was I slept for so long to be unaware of Anne's and Abegail case? " she wonders as she exits the ladies room.

Someone unexpectedly closed her eyes as she was ready to leave the ladies room. Alyssa became agitated and said, "Who are you?!?"