“The Kwon residence, Kwon Yoona here,” Yoona chirped as she lifted the phone.

“Um, is this the home of Kwon Yuri?” asked a gruff man. Yoona scratched her head, wondering if the guy was some sort of stalker, or worse, a murderer! Her lips quivered as she stammered the word, “Yes.”

“Oh, I see. This is Police Chief Park Jung Soo.” The gruff man sounded sad, upset. I wondered what made him do that.

“I’m afraid to tell you this, but your sister was found dead in a motel at Kyoto. The Japanese police confirmed it.”

Yoona raised her eyebrows before laughing her head off. “Sir, you are playing a mean joke. My sister is not dead. She is well and alive and is currently painting her nails in a motel at Kyoto.”

“No, I’m serious,” said the so-called police chief. “I have her hands here with me. Cut out right from the wrists. In fact, I’m staring at them right now.”

Yoona let go of my grip to the landline and screamed. So hard, that her sister Seohyun was awake.

“Unnie, what’s wrong?” asked Seohyun as she came over to me.

“Seo, Seo, Seo, Seo, Seo…” Yoona trembled as she burst into tears.

“What?”

“Yul-unnie’s dead. Someone chopped off her hands, and it’s now at the police station.”

“Did they chop off her other body parts?” asked Seohyun, trembling at the current two facts: 1. Her sister had been chopped like it was meat and 2. Her other sister was crying her eyes out.

“I don’t want to know. I don’t even give a . All I know is that my sister’s been butchered, like she had juicy tenderloin inside her fat. Oh, Seo, you go work out the stuff there at the police station. I’d be here, informing the friends and family.”

Seohyun nodded as she ran into her room to take out her vintage Burberry coat. She was longing to show them off to Seoul, and now, at a cold, wintry night like this, she could. Too bad I have to wear it for my sister’s death, thought Seohyun.

I laughed from my hiding spot at them.

Lying es, I thought. You guys should be happy that your older sister’s dead, right? After all, you guys are two-faced cows, pretending to admire her while the truth is, you hate her guts. 

***

Herro guys, Amanda here~! This story was actually in my mind since a few months ago, but I decided that the plot was way too weird, so I threw it away.

At least, that was before I read Gossip Girl.

Now that I've read it, I decided to mix it up with Pretty Little Liars (another cool novel), in order to make another high-school drama. 

Well... 

I just want to say for you guys who are underage:

BEWARE. THERE MIGHT BE SEVERE (AND I MEAN REALLY SEVERE) LANGUAGE IN THIS STORY. SO, WHATEVER THESE KIDS SAY, I DO NOT WISH FOR YOU TO COPY THEIR WORDS IN ANY WAY. OKAY? I LOVE YOUUU~ /throws hearts/

/is slapped for being mega-weird/