Chapter2

"If I'm a bad person, you don't like me
Well I guess I'll make my own way
It's a circle, a mean cycle
I can't excite you anymore
Where's your gavel? Your jury?
What's my offense this time?
You're not a judge, but if you're gonna judge me,
Well sentence me to another life"

The lyrics played through my iPod from the song ignorance by paramore as I was walking to my house with my brother from getting off the school bus. As I was walking I thought about my plan and how I would have to work out the problems and how it work. We got to our door I unlocked the door because my twin brother was always losing his keys.

"Tee" I called for my sister with her nickname like I do every day to see if she made it home and to see where she was at in the house.

"What" she replied.

"Where are you?" I questioned for an obvious reason.

"Mommy room" she answered.

For about 30 minutes my brother and I took turns talking to my mom about how our day went and what crazy things happened to her during work. Jazzmin had called so I told my mom I would call her back which really means I'm done with our conversation now. I rushed upstairs to get my binder which was really like journal but in one of those 98 cent binders that you can't but a lot of paper in.

I wrote down the plan I had came up with in language arts. The plan was so evil that it just might work or I would be in tons of trouble maybe even go to jail for it. I spent about 2 hours trying to perfect my plan but there would always be one thing wrong with it like trying to solve a rubix cube. My sister walked in the room so I had hurried and tuck the papers I had spent so many hours on away so she wouldn't see the plan.

"Close" I whispered to myself as she left the room. "That can't happen again" I thought of a place where nobody would look "between my mattress and box spring." I also whispered so nobody would hear my hiding place. I spent another 40 minutes working on my plan that had to be perfect or no telling what could happen. Who knows I could be the next Dexter Morgan. "Dexter Morgan" I had suddenly realized I could use his philosophy and his techniques to complete my plans. I wrote a list of things I would need to have to work like him.

"next step: get the materials" I said speaking only to my self.