CHAPTER 8 First: https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/805544080/ Previous: https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/829974569/ Next: https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/869102161/ Sorry it took so long hope it meets you expectations! POV: Summer I heard a rumor. A dark, dark, rumor. And it had something to do with Blaze. I walked down the hall to ELA with my twin, Jade and our friend Amber. "Have you heard?" I blurted turning Amber's attention to me. She had been babbling about Dean or something (I usually don't really listen). She perked her ears and tilted her head "Oh?" I looked at her curiously. I thought everyone would've known by now. It's Blaze. Blaze is Alpha. Sort of... "There was a lead on her case." I said simply but stared intently into her eyes. She turned away from me and faced forward, which was sort of odd... but you know, it's Amber. "And what was the lead?" She asked as if she had no idea, but sounded really worried. Her milky blonde hair swayed at her sides as the minty wind blew past us. "They found some finger prints, and blonde hair." I said "They probably jumped out of the window onto something that was under the window, something soft. That's just what the authorities speculate though." She looked at me with real concern then Jade jumped in "It was about the shade of your hair Amber and it didn't wave like ours or curl just straight." When she said ours she pointed at me and herself. I looked at her, her accusing eyes bent into a curious yet dangerous look that we both had mastered. The thing was, Amber's hair was milky blonde and stick straight. "You don't think--" I was cut off by Amber sighing saying, "I've got to go guys catch you later." I looked right into Jade's eyes and once Amber had been out of ear shot I yelled "Jade! She is our friend!" "You can't trust her." Jade replied sullenly "It's almost like there is a big neon sign pointing at her saying 'Blaze's Killer is right here!!' " I got what she meant but that didn't make it any easier. "Hey! We don't know if she is dead! Why do you think she was killed?!" I said defensively "It's been three weeks!" She shot back "How many people come back after three week!?" She walked off after that. Could Blaze be dead? Is Amber her killer? Why is Jade so sure? These questions circle my mind. My vision grows spots and I feel my self being pulled by someone into a dark alley, my vision is about to let out but that last thing I see it a streak of blonde hair. Milky blonde hair fluttering over my head.
