One week. It has been one week of a new term at Saint Anne’s Boarding School for Girls.

Katherine had only been the new Head Girl for a week. When she arrived at her dorm room, Katherine found an envelope. She was confused why someone would send a letter to her? It had no stamps and no return address, just her full name written on the front of the envelope, ’Katherine Alvarado’, in neat cursive ...

“I need you to help me.”

Rain frowned as the Head Girl passed a folded piece of paper to them, opening it up to reveal a short note.

As they read it, though, it was soon clear that it was a ransom note. An extremely worrying one at that. Lucy didn’t speak another word until the fourth year was done, before sighing.

“You know my sister, right?” she asked, twisting her fingers together. “Kiera?”

...

Hannah got the note. She knew we were serious. If she does exactly what we say, everything will end up fine. She would have nothing to worry about.

They had proof. That’s what the note said. Proof of what? Well since you asked, I’ll tell you but I’m going to have to go back to the end of last year.

My sister, Hannah, and I were inseparable. In fact, you could say that we were identical in every...

I guess i should’ve known it was a bad idea, but i did it anyway. I put on a tough, self-important exterior, but to be honest, i really wish i hadn’t done it. To whoever is reading this, i have either ended up in prison or writing to you from the ‘great beyond.’ Unfortunately those are my only two choices i can see while writing this. Hopefully it’s the latter because God i really don’t want to kn...

“Dear Alia, Your boyfriend is being held ransom at the House on Grape Street, you must skip class and come here if you want him to live.” Alia looked up, frowning. “Who wrote this?”

I shrugged, placing my books inside of my locker. “Not sure. Probably just the freshmen playing a prank on you.”

“Or the juniors,” Alia said wryly.

It was always the freshmen or the juniors. The freshmen were the y...

I wrote the final words of my letter on the paper, and made my way around the school just like I usually did in the mornings. I made sure to write in messy writing so Ariana, the most popular student in the school would suspect her classmates and not me, the janitor. I was fed up with her behaviour, she acted as if everyone was below her, and to add on to her shitty attitude she was about as smart...

"Lila, I need to talk to you," my best friend said as she came running up to me.

"What is it?" I asked.

"Umm. Privately?" Her grey eyes glisten with tears threatening to spill out.

I grab her hand and pull her into the nearest bathroom with me. After locking the door behind us, I turn to face her.

"Talk to me," I say still holding her hand to comfort her.

"This was on my bed. I don't know wha...

She didn’t see it at first, not until sixth period when she was searching the bottom of her book bag for a stray pen.

The slip of paper was black, etched with silver writing that swirled and slanted in the best penmanship she had ever seen. Scarlet didn’t know why she didn’t notice it earlier. The dark gothic looking note hardly blended in amongst her possessions, which were all in shades of pin...

A ransom note here

My best friend taken by force.

No one can help me!...

"I totally have no clue where it came from. I just woke up and there it was on my bed."

"Maybe it was someone in the school?" Molly, her friend asked

"Who would do such a thing."

The girls bickered a bit and looked around the room for any suspects.

A pudgy, thick glasses kid caught there attention.

"W-why are you gazes fixated upon me?" He was holding a deck of cards in his hand.

"Cut the ...