After class was over, and after quite a few laughs were shared, Felix felt good about his future. He had a friend, and was getting good grades in class so far (100%. Yes, his teacher actually had an assignment on the first day of college). Class had ended, so Felix kind of let go: "I gotta go. I'll see you tomorrow!" He nearly skipped out of the room at max speed, stirring up chalk dust that had accumulated over the past hour. Meirelle waved and smiled. "You look like an American cartoon character, kicking all that dust up!" He laughed as he passed out of view. Felix ran to his next class. Barely making it on time, he slammed his books down and swung open his laptop. After that, everyone in that class referred to him as "Mr. Flickboy" because of how he flicked his computer closed after class ended.

I officially can't kill Felix. I would literally be the prime suspect if he was murdered. I just met him, and we are friends. Perfect. If someone has a warrant, I am practically dead already. If I have the clothes I wore either the day that I murdered Felix or Oscar, you know the rest, but if I get rid of them, it will be absurdly suspicious. So I either make sure they never know the clothes I was wearing, which that would be pretty hard, or clean my clothes so thoroughly that they don't find anything suspicious on them. Suspicious includes overly hardcore cleaning substances, and they could easily notice that. Even just by looking at them. Dang. I tapped my desk with my fist, and everyone in the room just stopped what they were doing for a second and stared at me. "I.. Ummm…" Mumbling, I motioned to my professor to continue teaching. He did.

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After his first day of college, Felix felt good. He was doing fantastic in all of hid classes, and he had made quite a few friends along the way. Felix also discovered, that food in college wasn't bad. You could even get full on your favorite fast food chains, though it was a bit expensive. SunDollars was obviously the most expensive, for a small drink being over five whuan. As Felix sipped his Dr. Spicy from The Wend, he spotted Meirelle. Thinking about Dr. Spicy's superiority over most soda, he approached her. They had a loud, fun time. As Felix watched Meirelle approach her door, she said, "You do fantastic impressions! My favorites are your Filthy Pink Man, and your legendary "Wryyyyyyyy!" Felix shouted back "Thanks! Those are the ones I practice the most. Have a nice night!" Peeking out of her door, Meirelle replied with a simple "You too!" And closed the door. Felix walked the rest of the way home, thought I hope Meirelle sleeps well… remembered his brother, and fell asleep thinking about the case.

I have some very important thinking to do. I feel the urge to murder again, but doing so would put me in even more danger… I can feel my pulse quickening, and my desire to kill build up inside me… No! I must not do it again! I will sleep this off, hopefully. Feeling myself drift into sleep, I let my heavy eyelids close…