Chapter 28

When life gives you lemons, you make lemonade.

When life gives you some stalker free time, you investigate...

I opened my notebook and began to jot down what I know.

The I*******m sensation, Dimples was a murder. I had no proof but it was a gut feeling, also I really hated him so why not. He was my number one suspect but his identity was also an unknown factor. I had a few things pointing towards the I*******m sensation.

Number 1, was his dimples. No one could tell me that those indented cheeks were not the same, also he had perfect teeth so I should probably jot that down.

"And heart shaped pink lips," I whispered softly to myself as I wrote the words. I paused and glanced at the occupants of my school's library. It was a free period and there were not many students here. I shrugged and went back to writing. I was 25% sure no one heard that awkward moment.

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