<div style="cursor: url(https://66.media.tumblr.com/232c090ebdd37ae4bc17adb54e1e0344/tumblr_inline_ol4nwhvSwg1uxxza6_75sq.png), auto!important;"><div style="max-width: 500px; background: #f6f6f6; margin: auto;"><div style="height: 280px; position: relative; background: url(https://64.media.tumblr.com/b49b24a22db30a1386e982b2a3b19e05/26b2b6d03cf4237d-4d/s540x810/e7724450d0fea24efea69de43fb7ce658bf78c71.gifv); filter: grayscale(100%); background-size: cover; background-position: 50% 10%; -webkit-clip-path: polygon(0 0, 100% 0, 100% 63%, 0 80%); font-size: 0px;">.</div><div style="height: 310px; position: relative; top: -280px; background: #ae91eb; mix-blend-mode: multiply; -webkit-clip-path: polygon(0 0, 100% 0, 100% 63%, 0 80%); font-size: 0px;">.</div><div style="text-align: center; margin: auto; position: relative; top: -490px; box-sizing: border-box;"><div style="display: inline-block; width: 150px; margin: 0px; border: 7px solid #111; box-sizing: border-box; border-radius: 100%; font-size: 0px; background: url(https://lastfm.freetls.fastly.net/i/u/770x0/9dd48eb30c544f02a10a62d731fc4975.jpg); background-size: cover; background-position: 50% 0%; height: 150px;">.</div><div style="display: inline-block; width: 240px; margin: 20px; box-sizing: border-box; font-size: 0px; height: 120px; margin-bottom: 45px;"><div style="font-family: Abril Fatface; color: #111; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; font-size: 26px; position: relative; top: 120px;">kallie zabielski<div style="font-size: 11px; letter-spacing: 4px; text-transform: uppercase; color: #ae91eb; font-family: Avenir; text-align: center;">the good girl</div></div></div></div><div style="padding: 0px 20px 0px 20px; height: 360px; overflow-y: auto; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px; text-align: justify; color: #333; margin-top: -475px; font-family: Avenir;">Sophomore year had barely begun and Kallie was already itching for graduation. Maybe it was just because she was ready to be done with university in general, or maybe the twenty year old was just ready to leave, be done with school and be out on her own. This was only her sophomore year; but she already felt ready. Ready to leave Easthaven Point University, and make a life of her own. College had seemed like such a faraway dream back in high school, but now she was actually here, starting her second year and that much closer to her new dream. Her mother had unfortunately seemed a little more disinterested as of late, and Kallie's stepfather had never been interested in anything more than his golden child, Blake Zabielski. The bane of Kallie's existance since she was twelve years old.<br/>
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But college wasn't about Blake, or it wasn't supposed to be. Kallie had her own life and her own friends, and after graduation she would never have to interact with Blake outside of forced family functions again. That thought was enough to fill Kallie with elated thoughts as she got ready for class that morning, humming to herself as she got dressed and ran a brush through her hair. Even though Tara and Wesley had recommended that Blake and Kallie try to get closer since they were at the same university, Kallie always refused, and she wasn't the only one. Blake purposefully didn't include her in anything; why would he want to get to know her better now? <br/>
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Today was no different. She left the dorms and arrived to her building early. After stopping at the cafeteria to grab an iced coffee, she finished the walk to the science building and headed inside. Slinging her backpack over her shoulder, she grabbed her coffee and headed inside, her heavy backpack already weighing her down. She headed for the chemistry lab, where a small group of people were already gathered outside of. She frowned a little bit when her eyes scanned the group but she didn't see Arin, her friend and lab partner who was supposed to be meeting her here. Lowering her eyes to the ground, she leaned against the wall on the outside of the classroom, wondering why no one had gone inside yet.<br/>
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Her question was answered when she heard a familiar voice, looking over to see Arin approaching with the key to the chemistry lab. Brightening immediately, Kallie pushed off of the wall and wove her way through the people to be at the door when he opened it. Not that the others were looking forward to being in the chem lab first thing in the morning, so it wasn't hard for her to do so. "Morning, Arin." She greeted her friend as he unlocked the door, not even looking in the room as she followed him inside. "So I was thinking about divvying up parts of the project between us and the others, tell me what you-" She didn't get a chance to finish her thought before she caught the look on Arin's face, and her own eyes traveled in the same direction to see what was up.<br/>
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A gasp caught in her throat and her iced coffee fell to the ground, the lid popping off and the drink splattering all over her and likely a few others. Her eyes had gone wide as she stared at the posed scene in front of them, recognizing Evelyn Dermot even in death. Someone's scream snapped Kallie back into reality, and her head whipped in the person's direction, her eyes narrowing as she winced from the piercing shrillness of the scream. People were already starting to panic, and others were making their way into the classroom now, too. Another familiar voice then broke through her trance and she squeezed her eyes shut just as her step brother pushed through the crowd to see what was going on. "We have to call the police." She snapped after he spoke, opening her eyes to glare at him for a second before she grabbed Arin's hand. "This is too close for comfort. How..." Her voice trailed off as her eyes drifted back to the dead girl.<br/>
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