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"Do you want to see it, Kimberly?" I demand "The disposal they tried to stick Lindsay down? It’s all clogged up With her blood and bones But I’ll show it to you, if you want"

Ki down at ht I a to Kimberly Not even a tiny bit

"You want to knohat they did to Lindsay, Kim? Do you want to know?" She shakes her head soled her--so hard and for so long, the capillaries around her eyes burst She was probably gasping for air, but whoever had hold of her didn’t care, and didn’t let go So she died But that wasn’t enough Because then they chopped her up Chopped her up and put the different parts of her body down the disposal…"

"No" Ki now "No, that isn’t true!"

"It is so true You know it’s true And you knohat else, Ki after you next"

The tear-filled eyes widen "No! You’re just saying that to scare me!"

"First Lindsay Then Manuel Then you"

"No!" Kimberly jerks away fro, who has risen to her feet and is standing there, eyes blazing, glaring at Kilare She cries, "Oh, thank God," when she sees Cheryl "Cheryl, tell her--tell this bitch I don’t know anything"

But Cheryl just shakes her head

"You told her Lindsay and Coach A were involved?" she snaps "Why would you do that? Why? You knoasn’t true"

Kiet any support fro her head "You…you don’t understand," she hiccups

"Oh, I understand, all right," Cheryl says For every step she takes forward, Kiainst Magda’s desk, where she freezes, looking fearfully up into Cheryl’s face "I understand you were always jealous of Lindsay I understand you alanted to be as well liked and popular as Lindsay But it was never going to happen Because you’re such a fucking--"

Only Cheryl doesn’t get to finish Because Ki slowly down it until she’s on the floor, a puddle in New York College white and gold

"No," she sobs "No, I didn’t do it I didn’t do anything I didn’t kill her!"

"But you knoho did," I step forward to say "Don’t you, Ki her head "I don’t! I swear I don’t! I just--I knohat Lindsay did"

Cheryl and I exchange puzzled glances

"What did Lindsay do, Kimberly?" I ask

Kimberly, her knees curled up to her chest, murmurs softly, "She stole his stash"

"She what?"