'So tell me again Gary'. (The doctor said having a pen and clipboard out). 'Why'? 'You'll never believe me' (Gary answered twitching in his straight jacket). 'Gary you murdered 11 people (The doctor wrote something down). 'NO I DIDNT, I NEVER TOUCHED THOSE INNOCENT PEOPLE'! (Gary screamed). (One of the orderlies on the side stepped foward).
'Its alright' (the doctor said, motioning him to back up, the doctor then turns to Gary) So who did?. (Gary twitches again in his straight jacket). 'Erica' (Gary cried) I've said this several times, and noone believes me, i wouldnt murder my family and friends' (The doctor sighs and then speaks) 'Yes Erica Deville, your girlfriend, her blood was on the blade Gary' (tears form in Gary's eyes) 'I had to kill her, she hurt everyone i love' (The doctor leans foward, clipboard ready) 'Tell me'. Gary started talking 7 months ago had come back to him, he never forgot about that one girl that was different from the rest.....too different.
Erica Deville, the hottest girl in school, part of the cheerleading squad, guys would stop talking when they were around her. I was just a geek back then, glasses, braces looking like an everyday Poindexter. Girls like that wouldnt talk to me, High school wasnt the best of times in fact it was just horrible, gettin shoved in lockers, people holding me down shaving my long hair. Which is why i was suprised when Erica came to me one day to ask for help with homework. 'Hi Gary' she said, i was opening my locker, 'Hi' i sighed, 'Can i ask you for a favor'? (Erica said with a smile on her face.) 'Sure' (i answered), 'I need help with some subjects im almost failing in math and chemistry and i was told you could help' (She laughs, her brown hair gets in her face). 'Wheres the punchline'? (I asked), 'What do you mean'? (She responded) 'Your Erica Deville, the most popular girl in school, what are you doing coming up to me, it has to be a joke' (I said). 'No silly' (she giggles), 'i really do need help with my homework, lets meet up at my place after school' (My face then got beat red) 'Okay' (i stuttered). 'Great' (she smiles and runs off to meet her friends waving at me doing so, and i walked down the hall that day thinking something bad was going to happen).
(Later that day after school, i went out onto the parking lot, where my ride was an old beat up van, that sputtered when the engine started, i sighed)
'I need a new ride'. (I got in then started the engine, hearing it squeal and sputter louder than a locomotive, i pulled out of the driveway of Jethro High and drove slowly down the street, questioning why Erica Deville would even talk to me, be nice to me when she never did before, i turned on my Gps and followed the directions she gave me, after a half hour i arrived at her house, pulling into the driveway i notice that her house looks too bright in the sunlight, little did i know that, that house would be the scene of Erica's Demise, she comes out of her house and runs to the van)
'Sweet Ride' (she jokes), (i get out of the van slamming the door) 'Its a real piece of work' (i said kicking the door). 'Come inside' (She motions to the door, we both walk inside to see a grand staircase, with a crystal chandelier above our heads the whole room was white). 'My parents arent home, so we can go upstairs to my room to study' (Erica says grabbing the banister, my mind then went crazy) 'Im going into her room?' (I thought, following her, she then turns around and looks me up and down) 'You always dress like that'? (She said pointing to my bright blue jeans and tucked in shirt) 'Yea' (i said). 'That will never do' (She laughs then brings me into her room, opening a box of clothes and pulling out a leather jacket, ripped jeans a band T-Shirt and Old black Chuck Taylors) 'Here, go put these on, these were my ex boyfriend's' (she says handing me the clothes) 'Okay' (i stuttered, i then walked into the other room, carrying the clothes in hand and start to get changed, after i was done i went back to Erica) 'Much better, but theres still something missing' (She then looks at my long messy black hair and glasses) 'First take these off' (She takes off my glasses) 'Erica, i need those' (i scrambled to grab them) 'Adjust your eyes' (She says) 'They are so blue, you should show them more, come with me' (She walks into the bathroom and pulls out a pair of scissors) 'Is this really necessary, i thought we were studying'? (I asked, with blurry vision), 'Hold still' (Erica responds taking the scissors to my long black hair, cutting it) 'Erica', 'Hold still or im going to mess up' (Erica scolded me, after a few mins a pile of hair appeared on the floor) 'Done' (she says putting the scissors down) 'Look' (she turns me to the mirror, my eyes then adjust to see a guy who should belong in a punk rock band, i looked completely different the only thing i still noticed was my braces) 'Wow' (i said shocked) 'You seemed like someone who needed help' (Erica smiled) 'Is that why you came up to me' (i stood up) 'No, i just thought a guy could get girls looking a little different than he originally did. (Erica responded). (I kept looking at myself in the mirror) 'I dont even look like me anymore', 'We'll i helped you reinvent yourself' (Erica said). 'Erica, thank you' (i turned to her and then for no reason at all i kissed her, i pulled back and my face got beet red) 'Im sorry, im sorry i didnt mean to....'
'Its okay its okay' (She reassured me), (a noise came from downstairs the sound of the front door opening) 'Erica' (A womans voice called) 'its my mom' (Erica sighed) 'Lets go downstairs' (We both walked downstairs to see a blonde haired woman just as attractive as Erica, if not more) 'Oh honey, i didnt know you were with someone' (Erica's mom looked at me suprised) 'Yea mom, this is Gary Grady (She motions to me), 'Little Gary Grady from down the street? (Erica's mom asks) 'You look....different..grown up'. 'Yes ma'am' (i said looking at Erica) 'I thought a change was needed, um Erica my dad just called he wants me home' 'Okay' (She smiles as i walk down the stairs past her mother). 'Um we'll catch up on studying some other time okay Erica' (i stutter, i then walk backwards towards the door my bookbag in hand and i trip over the door falling outside, Erica laughs then i walk to my van and drive home, on my way looking at myself and questioning the entire day)