The Secret of the Red Ice Tea

Previous school year was wonderful, nobody had bad grades and everybody got along quite well. The summer had ended and we were looking forward to seeing our new classmates. Since the previous year was the best school year everyone has ever had, we thought it would be the same this year, but we were wrong. My new classmate Dave was good at everything. He was very knowledgeable and athletic. Ever since he came to my class, my class had gotten a lot of attention because everybody was very fond of him. I had a bad feeling that something was going to happen but I decided to ignore that feeling. Dave was popular and that means everyone wanted to be his friend. I had seen Dave walk home with a couple of people a few times but it didn’t bother me that much. What bothered me was that they didn’t come to school the next day. When I asked my friends about them they would look at me confused and ask me who I was talking about. Because I didn’t pay much attention to the people who were with Dave I didn’t notice who they were. My friends told me that they probably came to school but I just didn’t recognise them. I decided to trust them. Then I fell ill. I had a high fever for a few months but I got better and was on my way to school. When I was walking, I noticed that there should’ve been more people walking on the same road. I clearly remembered that I used to walk to school with my friends. I wondered what had happened to them and kept walking. When I arrived at school and walked into my classroom, I was stunned to see how few people were in my classroom. Dave was sitting at his desk and there were some people around him, as always, but the rest of the classroom seemed empty. I took my seat and suddenly Dave stood up and walked right in front of me. He asked if I wanted to be his friend. I had a really bad feeling that if I rejected his request, something horrible would happen to me so I accepted it. After that he walked back to his seat, with a weird smile. When classes were over Dave asked me to come over to his place. I felt like I had no choice but to go. Dave and I were walking to his place and as we got closer I started feeling nauseous and was on the verge of tears. When we finally arrived at his place we entered a small house. When we entered I saw red liquid in a “Nestea” bottle. After that I collapsed.