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The Hidden and Discovered

~Chapter One~

Rose's P.O.V
Grabbing my skateboard, slipping on my converse, and tightening my jacket around me, I exit my house and enter the cold winter air of my home town London, England. I throw down my skateboard and hop on, pushing a few times before flying down the sidewalk as the wind whips my long strawberry blonde hair around my face.
Within a few minuets, I make it to my high school. I somehow make it to my locker without being pushed around by the usual morning crowd, quickly doing my combo, I pop my locker open and shove my skateboard in. I grab my books before slamming my locker shut, and making my way to my first class.
~After School~
Sighing in relief, I stop myself from skipping happily to my locker. Finally the day is over, the only good thing about school is that I could see my best friend Tonya. We've known each other since first grade, I open my locker and stuff my books in, only to pull my skateboard out and slam it shut for the last time today.
"Rose, please tell me you still don't ride that ridiculous skateboard!" Tonya's screeched, suddenly appearing in front of me in her designer clothes. In other words, she's filthy rich, she's offered to give me a ride, but I always decline. She's not stuck up like everyone thinks rich kids are, she's actually pretty normal, other then her throwing money around like it grows on trees.
"You caught me." I laugh, holding up my hands, showing off my pearly whites before grabbing my skateboard off the ground and begin walking with her. Once we reach her car, I wave her goodbye and hop of my skateboard. Deciding to take a short cut, I ride off into the woods cautiously looking around the trees, stopping when I see what looks like a shoe.
I lean my skateboard against a tree and wander over to it, picking it up, I inspect the mud covered shoe and gaze around for the owner.
"Hello?" I shout, narrowing my eyes when I see another shoe, stumbling over grown weeds, I pick it up and put the two shoes together. They're identical, huh. Scanning my eyes around for anything else, a few feet away the ground seems scuffed up, like someone was struggling. I walk over to it with my eyebrows drawn together, I follow the marks until I'm in front of a large pile of leaves.
Swallowing hard, I gag as a sickening scent fills the air. Holding my nose, I grab a stick and poke at the leaves, biting my lip when I come in contact with something hard. I walk closer and use my hand to move the leaves, gasping loudly when I see a hand white as snow. Oh no..
I move the leaves completely, screaming when I see a girl from my school, dead. She's dead. Her skin is pale white, a dark line runs around her neck, and her skin and clothes are ripped and cut up. I back up slowly, pressing my hand against my mouth to stop myself from vomiting. I quickly pull out my phone and dial 911.