There was a loud banging on the door, which caused everyone to bunch together. Nathan retreated to all of us, and I watched as the sihloette of the worker bashed his fists against the door.

"Maybe he's on crystal Meth. I mean, that stuff makes you crazy! My friend Chloe did it; she nearly shagged her brother!" We all turned and looked at the Diva who was speaking quickly about complete and total nonsense. "And he's really ugly..."

She trailed off as the probation worker caught all of our attention by banging harder and harder against the door. We all jumped and I grabbed onto Simon's jumpsuit.

"He's not on Meth, you stupid bitch." I muttered with narrowed eyes at her for such a stupid comment. I had tried to keep my mouth shut and ignore her, but her comments had just grown unnecessary.

"I'm sure you would know, wouldn't you? Is that what got you in here? Wouldn't be surprised..." She retorted and I scoffed with a disbelieving smirk.

"You don't know a thing about me, Princess. So just keep your fucking mouth shut."

"Stop it, you two. You ain't helpin' nuffing."

I glared at her.

"The graffiti, 'I'm going to kill you,' he wrote it..."Simon seemed to realize.

"What did I say? I said there was a hidden meaning!" Nathan shot back, causing me to roll my eyes.

"There's no possible way you knew this was going to happen." I retorted, narrowing my eyes at him.

"Or not." He spoke, and then Kelly turned to the surprisingly now quiet queen bee.

"Did anyfing happen to you?"

"No!" She seemed convincing. "We should call the police!"

"He took our phones..."Simon reminded us, looking around helplessly at us all.

"Do you think he was planning all this?"

"It's stopped."

That's when I realized everything had gone quiet. We all continued to pant, still terrified of what was to come and studied the door, waiting for it to begin again. There was a long pause and a slight sigh of relief when nothing occurred.

"You dickhead! Why'd you come back here? You should've gone for help!" She took no time to shoot another word to stir up some outburst.

"What do you know, bitch?"

"Shut up, you chav."

"Do you know that if you call meh a chav one more time, I'll kick yeh so 'ard in the cunt your mum will feel it!" Kelly came at her, certainly jumping at the opportunity to defend herself.

The girl tensed up and Nathan took the silence as a cue for another comment.

"Her mum'll feel it? How does that work?"

"Just shut your mouth." I grumbled, running a hand through my hair.

"He tried to kill meh! I came back here to try to warn yous lot and I coulda left yah! I'm sick of every single one of yeh judgin' me. You can all fuck off!"

"Shut up! All of you...sitting around here pointing fingers isn't going to stop that psychopath from tearing us to bits." I shouted, and everyone turned to look at me, surprised at my sudden outburst.

"Whatever, I'm getting out of here." And with that, the diva left.

"Yeah, out the back way! Come on!" Nathan was quick to jump on the bandwagon and follow after her as she stalked away.

"Let's go." I agreed, running off with them.

"For fuck's sake!" Kelly groaned and much to her dismay, followed as well.

We took off down the hallway, trainers slapping against the tiled floor, dead set on getting away from the front doors. Unexpectedly, Nathan slipped and hit the floor hard, causing us all to stop. Looking down, it wasn't gravity that had caused Nathan to hit the floor with such impact, it was had he had slipped in. He looked at the crimson that stained his hands and now his clothes.

"Is that blood?"

He turned to get himself off of the ground, revealing the mass amount that was all over the floor. When he got to his feet, away from it, he began to panic.

"Oh, fuck! Jesus Christ!" He started to gag and we all just stared at him, unable to come up with anything to say or do. He began to wife off his blood covered hands on his already stained jumpsuit. Frantically trying to get it off of his skin.

Curtis stepped forward past him towards the locker that the flow seemed to be pouring from. I stepped backwards away from all of it, as did everyone else, waiting for him to do what we couldn't. We were all caught between wanting to know what this source was, and being much to terrified to find out. He reached up and pulled the handle. A second later, the lanky boy with the attitude problem that had disappeared a day before was revealed. His head hanging out, covered in his own blood. Someone screamed and we all jumped backwards in fear. He remained there, dead weight hanging from the locker.

"I did wonder what had happened to him..." Nathan spoke, as we all moved closer to him to investigate. I was at the back of the group with the diva, trying to stay away from that blood as much as possible.

"He's going to kill us..."

"Turn back time!" Nathan turned to Curtis. "Stop this from happening!"

"Are you serious?" I looked at him as if he had just sprouted a second head.

"I don't know how it works!" He spoke breathlessly, panic littering each of his words.

"Oh, well, that's great! That's really useful." Nathan shot in sarcasm. Though he was still remaining very much in his smartass character, it was obvious that he was just as scared as the rest of us.

"Come on. Don't look at him." Curtis said to the girl in front of me and gripped her arm in order to guide her away. As soon as his hand touched her skin, he gasped and stiffened, his body went rigid and his eyes widened. His grip tightened on her and she groaned in slight pain.

"I've got to have sex with you right now." He spoke to her breathlessly. We all looked at him as if he had lost it as well. Professing intense lust was not only entirely inappropriate after finding a dead kid in a locker, but in front of everyone? What was wrong with this kid? "You're so beautiful!"

The girl struggled under his grip and attempted to loosen his hands on both of her wrists. She stared up at him in fear.

"What's up with him?" Nathan looked at the scene in the same shock I was sure my face bore.

"Let's go." Curtis insisted. "Let's do it now! Raw!"

"Get off of me, you freak!" Finally, she pushed him off of her, entirely outraged at what he was doing.

Out of breath, Curtis looked at her entirely confused as to what had just happened. Outraged, she reached up to smack him across the face and he caught her wrist once more. Curtis groaned and pulled her closer once more. The same thing coming over him as it did seconds before.

"You are so hot. I'm gonna bone you. I'm gonna shag you senseless!" He exclaimed and she pulled away from him once more, screaming. Terrified, she looked up at him, unable to catch her breath.

"What'd I do?" Curtis asked, confused once more.

"Uh, you said you was gonna shag 'er." Kelly stated in both a disgusting and in a nonchalant tone.

"And you were getting your chap out!" Nathan added, which wasn't entirely unnecessarily.

"Shut up!" Curtis quickly tucked himself away in embarrassment.

"It's when you were touching her." Simon said, having realized what exactly brought this horrific lust on. She looked down at her hands in fear and then reached up to touch Simon's neck. A similar reaction occurred. He went rigid under the hand that was pressed firmly against his skin.

"I'm so hard for you." Simon gasped, his jaw clenching, face hardening. "I want to rip your clothes off and piss on your tits."

"No!" She screamed, stepping back and looking around. "What is happening to me?"

I stared at the scene in awe, my mind was spinning at the moment and I was completely unable to grasp any of what had gone on in the last fifteen minutes of our lives.

"You sick bastard!" Nathan looked down at Simon, who was still recovering on the ground.

I opened my mouth in order to defend him, but before I could make out a word, the glass from the door behind us shattered, and in fell the probation worker, a pipe in his hand. Everyone was shouting, attempting to back away from him as he picked himself up off of the ground. Kelly acted quickly; grabbing a paint can from the corner and charging after him. With one swing, she hit him over the head, causing him to hit the floor again. She dropped the can and backed away, breathless.

"What did you do?" Nathan gasped, looking at the bleeding man on the floor.

Staying where I was, back against the wall, I watched as they moved forward to investigate his vital state.

"Is he dead?"

"Well, I'm not doctor, you see the way the back of his head's caved in like that?"

Within a split second, the probation worker screamed and turned to face Kelly. She screamed as well and reacted by repeatedly slamming her foot into his head. After a few times, it was obvious that the man was no longer alive, the massive amount of blood surrounding his head.

"That will do it..."Nathan backed away, sickened by the sight.

"You killed our probation worker!"

"This is very...very...bad."

"I think I'm gonna throw up."

"He could've killed os!"

"We should call the police! It was self defense!"

"Yeah. Yeah. He's right. We'll show him the dead boy in the locker, and they'll do some CSI shit and figure it all out." The curly haired girl agreed.

"They won' believe os!" Kelly shouted.

"We'll just tell them the truth!" Curtis replied, desperate for a way to get out of this. "We'll stick to our story!"

"An' wot's our story? That he can turn invisible and you can turn back time? It doesn't matter wot we tell them. They'll say we're lyin! They'll say that we killed em both! No one's gonna believe yah, not anymore!"

"She's right. Who's going to believe six delinquents?" I muttered, and everyone fell silent in thought. "I mean," I continued, "it doesn't exactly look good." Especially not with my record.

"If there's no body, there's no crime. We should burry them under the flyover." Everyone turned to look at Simon. I, personally, was horrified.

"Yeah? How do we do that? Someone's going to see us!"

"No, no, no, no, no, no. We give them a quick little..."Nathan frantically walked around the body, whistling and moving his hand in a cleaning motion. "We put them in those wheelchairs." He pointed back down the hall. "We wheel them up there and if anyone sees us, we're just some young offenders taking a couple of specials for a walk in the sunshine."

I looked at him as if he had completely lost it.

"There's no way we're just going to ditch a couple of corpses! Are you mad?" I shouted.

"He's right, though, there's no other option." Simon spoke up.

"You even said yourself, who's gonna believe a couple of criminals?" Nathan added, and ran a hair through my hair in utter frustration.

He caught his breath and placed his hands on his waist as he looked at each of us, waiting for a verdict to his suggestion. We all took turns looking at each other, entirely unsure of what to do, but seeing no other options in sight.

"We should probably get them out of the way before someone comes and sees this..." I said after a few moments of silence, wincing at the sight of the dead probation worker with a collapsed skull, bleeding out all over the floor.