forum School RP (Closed 😬Stalkers welcome)

Started May 14, 2018 by Deleted user

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She glared at him. "You doubt me too much." She cleared her throat and began her work. And after 40 painful minutes, it worked. Ryan was Pinterest obsessed. "See, what did I tell you? I'm too good." She smiled to herself.

Ryan shook his head, "This is a ridiculous thing to love,"

"Ah but you do." She nudged him with a bright smile.

"Unfortunately," He sighed.

She giggled. "Shut up you love it. Now I'll leave you to scroll." She stood up, clearly about to walk out when she noticed the notebook. He's been writing in it all the time, what could he be hiding? So, she quietly and carefully slipped it off the counter and away with her to the couch to read.

Ryan scrolled with his newfound interest not noticing Belle.
The notebook was filled with Ryan's neat handwriting, some pages had song lyrics or guitar chords. The majority of them however, were filled with money calculations and somethings that couldn't be understood. He talked about a woman, more specifically how the woman was killed. Many of the pages had what looked to be plans on how she was killed.

Her mouth dropped open. "What the fuck? Okay, this is just straight up creepy." She whispered. "Who is this woman? Why does she matter? Why did he write about her death?" All were muttered under her breath. (Can you tell in binge watching Escape The Night?)

A worried, confused look crossed over Ryan's face, "Belle, I clicked a button and I dunno how to go back to my scrolling,"

"Okay hold up I'll be right there." She put the notebook down and walked into the kitchen, quickly showing him how to go back before returning to her reading. This was truly intriguing. "I've always wanted to be a detective, but this? Well, expect the unexpected." She mumbled.

Ryan thanked her and continued scrolling, quickly falling back into the endless trap of Pinterest.
His writing was precise and descriptive, it almost looked like Ryan had been planning to kill the woman, but some pages were torn out leaving gaps in the story, leaving it incomplete.

"What is this story? The game is on." She smiled in true Sherlock fashion.

Ryan realized that if he was on Belle's phone that Belle must've found something else to do, "Hey, whatcha doin in there?"

She jumped. "Oh, nothing, just thinking." She couldn't tell him she had read the notebook or he'd be pissed!

"Oh? What are you thinking about?" He said with vague curiosity.

"Just school. The lessons this week. College. That stuff."

Ryan nodded, apparently satisfied with her answer, "mkay,"

'He's suspicious.' 'No, brain, now is not the time. We've got a case on our hands and a woman's life on the line.' She thought, returning her attention to the notebook.

The pages missing always seemed to be the important ones and their spots were filled with song lyrics, chords, and poems.

(Cool!)

(Whats the last thing that happened with Dallian?)

She huffed quietly. The room behind the white door. That's where they were. She'd have to get in there in order to save this woman's life.