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Ashton Parker was having a bad day. Emily was avoiding him for whatever reason and two murderer on innocent people occurred. As he walked to his locker, he tried to think of who the killer could be. But it was no use. There were too many questions to answer to even pinpoint a certain person. As he opened his locker, someone came up behind him and shouted, "HEY ASHTON!"

Ashton turned around. It was Taylor Gilbert.

"Hey. Tay. What were you doing?" Ashton asked.

"Trying to lift spirits given the circumstances." Taylor said.

"Well, I don't think that will work." Ashton said, smiling. Just then, the bell rang. Taylor rushed off to her next class. Ashton did the same.

But he never made it.

Emily was strolling the halls, taking the route to the farthest girls' bathroom from her class. Suddenly, her foot landed on something squishy. Emily thought it was gum, but as she looked down, she saw that it was a hand.

Ashton's hand. Emily screamed.

"I'm sorry Ashton. So sorry. I should have been nicer and sweeter and-" Emily said through tears as all of Hollywood Arts gathered around her.

"Whoever that killer is, they're smart," a teacher said. A police officer nodded.

"During class, no teachers around, clever." The policeman muttered. A hand landed on Emily's shoulder. Taylor grabbed Emily's arm and gave her a hug.

"Don't worry, he's in a better place." Quinn said from behind Emily.

It was a sad day in Hollywood Arts.