She digs into her small pockets and yanks out her phone immediately. She dials 9 1 1 quicker than the Flash, waiting for a response.
"911, what's your emergency?"
"My boyfriend. He's dead" Ciara mournfully says.
"Excuse me? What happened?"
"My boyfriend has been slashed brutally dead on the floor".
"We're on our way now ma'am".
The ambulance picks up the body. Ciara's long fingers tremble, mascara drips off her cheek, and already frizzled like a hot mess. Her world falls apart as she sees a tall white woman with a short bronze ponytail in FBI uniform moves closer in her direction.
The woman poked her light shoulders. "You're coming with me".
The Next Day:
A tall skinny lightskin runs up toward Ciara. "Where were you? What happened?"
"Not today Carlos" Ciara sighs.
She makes two large steps echoing the silent classroom, with dozens of eyes stare in her direction.
"Here", Carlos say as his long boney fingers taps the empty desk on his right.
"What'd she say?"
"Who?"
"That dyk-ish FBI lady that picked you up."
"You're not allowed to say that in this age".
"Yes I can. I'm bisexual, so I can get the pass."
She looks straight in his brown curly hair, mini-beard, his beautiful thick lips and strong golden eyes. She grabs his big ears.
"She believes it was me."
"What!?"
"I was the last one in his call log. He was scheduled to meet me right before he died. And she pins the Missing Susie case on me."
"You barely even knew Susan. She's only famous because she's gone."
The doors bust open. The two looks over and sees that same FBI lady. She pushes Ms. Tracy to the side and stands in the center.
"Listen here, you little miscreants, one of y'all is responsible for Susan's and Justin's death."
"DEATH!?" the class yells.
"Yes. Missing Susie is now Murdered Susie. She was found brutalized between her legs and stomach. And with the same marking of "RM " While her body was hung up from a tree."
"Guess the half-faggot does go both ways huh" Butch announces with a grin.
Ciara looks at his chisel chin and blue eyes. With his blonde hair blowing in the wind, he winks at her. Her stomach curls up from the inside. She notices a touch on her hand.
"Don't worry about that punk. It's always him and his hand" Sasha says.
Carlos giggles underneath his breath.
"Don't know who you're laughing at. Atleast I didn't get suspended for blowing off the football team."
"But you did get suspended for not keeping it in your pants. Herpes? 'Cause I know your burning".
Ciara ignores the boys and looks up in distress. She notices the same missing eyeball as Justin. She hops out her seat.
"I gotta go." She runs down the halls and out the building.