Jon watched as his dream girl approached him. He had been watching her run up and down the court for over fifteen minutes before she spotted him. Typical, she was so caught up in her own world, why would she pay any attention to little old Jon? Why would anybody pay him any attention, except to kick him in the balls, for that matter? Nobody gave a shit about him. He was worthless. He was a loser. A perverted loser, according to Julie. He had been listening to her in the hallway when she read his note. She hadn't seen him, as usual, but he had heard every word she said. He saw what she had done. He had spent weeks laboring over that note, deciding what to put in it, deciding whether or not he should give it to her. He had stressed over it so, and she had simply balled it up and torn it to shreds. Well, he was through being ignored.
He felt his cock harden as he watched Julie walk over to the stands. She was so beautiful it almost hurt just to look at her. Her cheeks were flushed with color, bright red from the hustling and bustling on the court. Her soft, chocolate colored hair was pulled back in a pony tail, revealing her toned neck and her bare shoulders. She had tucked her sleeves inside and cut off the bottom of her T-shirt so her smooth, flat stomach was exposed. Her blue eyes sparkled, her stunning face alight with vibrant beauty. It was a shame she had to die.
Jon had rushed home as soon as school let out and had returned with his trusty hunting knife and his father's .45. It was payback time.
Julie smiled radiantly at Jon as he walked up to meet her. "Jon, your note was really sweet and all, but I-uhhh". At first Julie thought she had just been socked in the stomach, but as she looked down she saw the knife handle protruding from her soft belly. She could see where the blade had punctured the skin of her bare midriff, and she could see her blood spurting from her body around the edges of the blade, splashing Jon's shirt and hands. Julie looked back up at Jon with stunned amazement. She had certainly not been expecting this.
I've been stabbed in the stomach. I can't believe this fucker really stabbed me in the stomach!
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