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    The King High Killer – (Chapter: Chapter 11 Eleven, Die and Go to Heaven)

    At the end of her hour plus diatribe, there wasn’t a free ticket for the Halloween dance and Spencer felt like she was now in control of an army. She, Ashley, Lily, and Carmen felt like they actual accomplished something—that they were finally a step ahead of the Killer.

    They weren’t delusional enough to think that everyone was safe, but they felt a whole hell of a lot safer knowing that the students of King High had their backs and were ready to help—to fight back.

    “What?” Spencer asked a grinning Ashley as the last of the students left the gym, leaving the four girls alone with Glen lurking at the exit, waiting for his sister and Ashley.

    “That was so sexy how William Wallace you just went.” Ashley answered, smirking at the blonde as her eyes trailed up and down Spencer’s body. Spencer laughed as she rolled her eyes at the brunette.

    “Maybe you can show me how sexy it was later tonight.” The blonde winked as she turned to meet up with her brother and Ashley’s grin broadened as she watched Spencer’s swaying hips walk away.

    “Oh, yeah.” The brunette quietly cheered before she went to catch up with the siblings.

    ~~~~~~~~~

    “We have a problem.” The Killer hated receiving these phone calls. The protégé should know better then to disturb the Killer.

    “Explain quickly I have work to do tonight.” Was growled back.

    “A student at King High spoke to the rest of the class about the killings. Told them to get involved and be careful. Everyone is going to the Halloween dance now…and…well…I think it’s going to be a lot tougher to get your victims alone.” The protégé didn’t want to make this phone call, but knew it had to be done.

    “Who spoke to the class?”

    “I don’t know who they are.” The protégé lied, afraid that the Killer would insist on killing Spencer in retribution. But the protégé also kind of hoped it would deter the Killer with continuing on as planned. Furthermore, the protégé was shocked with how much Spencer knew about the case; causes of deaths, the sword, the drugs used to kill Sean, Ethan, and Jake…there was a lot Spencer Carlin knew. Something else it was wise the Killer didn’t know.

    Comments

    1. (SQUEEEE!!!) sooo glad you’re still writing this! hell, i’m overjoyed when you write anything. i feel like i’ve hit a plateau with the compliments. at this point, after reading and loving every SON story you’ve written, like fifty times, i hope it’s enough to just reiterate that i truly appreciate your time and talent :)

    2. okay first of all…i hate you. you made me wait forever and i don’t appreciate it. BUT…i do appreciate this update and everything about it. i need the next two updates….NOW. damn you, you make me crave each of your stories so that i don’t know which one i want you to work on. you had me all about the glee fic and now i just want to read the rest of this. i’m sure once the glee fic comes out i’m going to want that to be continued. damn your mind games! it was just so good, and who is this rude killer? what do the files say? why are two people chasing them? who has access to the police head quarters. i’m not budging on my theory that it’s one of the adults… marie or mr. carlin. if it’s one of the police officers or coroners i’m going to be pissed that i didn’t see it sooner. once again, damn your mind games. text me when you read this so i can yell at you further.

    3. holy freakin hell it’s about time! I’ve been dying for this update, literally ready to scream at the computer willing it to appear. but anyway let’s see. wow so much is going on. I gotta say the whole “You may not know who I am, but I know who you are” has me thinking hard. and what the hell is up with the files for the ‘rents I would like to know. hmm, the student body now knows all of what spence and ash know, and the protege seems to have a soft spot for spence. I don’t quite know what to make of the 2 people outside of the Zee’s house. maybe it was the killer and the protege, maybe it was someone pulling a very twisted prank. kinda rude for Mr Zee not to wait for spence and ash though, geesh. buy alas, we’re coming to the ending. and that is sooo sad, but I’ll be glad to know what the hell is going on and the killer’s motives (hidden or otherwise) and all that. ahhh the ending here was so great, although I was really really hoping that spence would step up and confess her love for ash. guess I gotta wait for that. glad to know we’ll be getting the rest before Halloween. psyched for it!! awesome job mighty Stix!

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