Chapter one: dog eat dog world

This is a shit world, one where someone would hate you just for the way you look, speak, maybe the colour of your skin? maybe it has to do with wealth or the music you listen to? well there are a thousand reasons someone could hate you however for Jordan Aslow these things are pretty uncommon.

Jordan is what one would usually refer to as an alpha, a top dog. popular would be the most common choice of word that someone would use. Surrounded by friends, loving family & charming looks Jordan definitely didn't worry about anyone hating him for reasons like the way he looked, the amount of money he was entitled to or any other reason, however there was one person he knew hated him down to their very core and that unfortunately was himself.

"hey Jordan you're looking nice today ~" said a girl blushing off from the side of the school hall way this was a common occurrence that would happen throughout the day usually two to three times but to this Jordan just smiled and cursed himself on the inside, he didn't like being complimented especially when it came to his looks 'shallow minded people honestly, only ever see whats on the outside' he thought to himself wishing someone would try more to find out about him on the inside tho they probably wouldnt like what they saw. It was currently monday and 10:00 am and that meant it was first period history and this was a class Jordan would often look forward to, a class where he could learn all about the past of his country, after walking for a few minutes Jordan finally reached the door to his history class to be greeted by miss flowers who always gave him a provocative look before heading into the classroom, this didn't bother Jordan tho as it was time for history!

"murder!" miss flowers shouted to the class, "murder has been something that has happened through history numerous times in different forms such as war, terrorism, crusades or plain and simple dog eat dog!" shouting was something she would often do due to the kids at the back of the room always whispering to each other, the solution was if the teacher was loud enough they wouldn't hear each other and so the whispering would stop, tho after a while this just became the normal in miss flowers class and she would still shout even without the whispering. 'murder' Jordan thought back into his head currently the reason this was being talked about is due to the class today focusing on WWII and how hitler murdered over a million jews but Jordan didnt care about that, tho he found it interesting same as many of the other kids he was more focused on that one word however after five minuets a hatred filled inside Jordan as he realised what was Happening, see the reason he hates himself is due to one fact and that's because Jordan often fantasies about killing.

It all started off when he was younger, he had watched a television show about a couple who had murdered a bunch of women one after another, tho this was in fact a sick act he himself found them to have been in genius! the luring in the pray, the killing their targets smoothly and the hiding of the body it was all simply breathtaking however what amazed him the most was the recognition that murderer got, it wasnt grand but people remembered them, for what they do is something considered bizarre in human society and at the time Jordan could only look at the screen in awe. but. as he got older he started to realise where in all these thoughts and beliefs how f*cked up it was, killing? ridiculous! recognition? who needs it! however as always theres that one but. Because no matter how hard he tried Jordan just couldnt escape this inhumane desire to kill and be the mastermind behind a good killing story, like jack the ripper or Jekyll and Mr Hyde, one being fact one fiction both being masterpieces that go unparalleled tho because of all these thoughts he began to slowly hate himself, believe he didn't deserve what he currently had and would often wish it all away.

after history Jordan had four more classes that day they went History, French, math then a double lesson on science another lesson he would look forward to, it was in his first year of secondary school that he learnt how to melt a body with lime, tho this was not directly taught to them but just a conversation the teacher had with the class because someone had found it interesting and asked the teacher how it was done, the teacher at the time was a middle aged man called albert wineston he had a big body shape with a beard that fell to his adams apple and a high voice that didn't match his physique, Jordan remembered liking this teacher alot and thanks to him he had started to take quite an interest in science and a few of the fields that would be found in the topic, biology and chemistry being his favourite two subjects. currently his teacher however was Dr P. frans who went to university and had earned himself a doctors degree, what he was doing teaching in some run down council estate school no one knew but his lessons were hard but interesting. Jordan sat in the middle of his class with a girl in front of him and at the side of him followed by a boy behind and tho sometimes he didn't know for certain a boy on the other side of him, this boys name was Christian, ironically an athiest with long hair and a pretty face, Jordan would sometimes watch Christian in class and doubt his gender but after having Phys ed with him last year he was sure he was a guy. after the lesson was done the bell rang and it was time to go home...