Kelly stared at her reflection in the cracked mirror, blonde hair pulled back in a tight pony tale, heart shaped face, with pink cupids bow lips, and large blue eye. A small spot of red rode high on her cheek as she critically assessed her perfect makeup. She rubbed the last spot away, steaming water fogged the mirror, as the last of the blood washed away. Kelly smiled a sweet smile that did not reach the pooling black depths of her cold blue eyes, as she stepped over the plastic wrapped body and adjusted the skirt of her cheerleader uniform.
* while listening to Seether and Stone Sour, and very inspired by Dexter Morgan
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