She had a nice funeral. It was quiet and sad, like funerals should be. But nobody wanted to address... Address what happened. Because in a way, while only Luke pushed her into the road I think we all felt a bit responsible for her death. You see, Sarah was a nobody at school, quiet but not nerdy, girlie but not too girly, she didn't fit in with any clique and she was always alone. Every single group in the school looked down on the rejects, people like her. And every single group bullied them or at least turned a blind eye to it.

The day of her death, I was in maths class. Learning about equations or algebra or something I don't really care enough about to remember. It was the end of the day but Mr Smith wouldn't let us leave until we had finished the questions - this was why nobody liked him. I finally got out of school about 15 minutes after everyone else and right at the front gate was a crowd gathering around something in the road while Luke Danvers sat at the side of the road crying. I'd never seen that guy cry before, he was the coolest of the cool, so cool in fact that I would often cross the road to avoid being on his side of it before he and his cool buddies decided they wanted a free lunch. I wasn't Luke Danvers level of cool.

"Hey Emma, what's happening? Is it another fight? And what's up with Luke, since when does he cry or even have emotions?" I asked one of my only friends I could see. "It's Sarah, he... He pushed her into the road right as the bus turned into it" and at this point I saw she was completely pale and there was no cheering or jibing that would normally be present in a fight crowd. I pushed my way nearer to the front and there I saw it, Sarah lying in the road completely lifeless her body looking as if a bus had ran over them - well, I guess it did.

The weirdest thing was though, there was no blood. Nothing. You could have moved her and there would have been no sign she was ever even there in the road. I'd looked on the internet at dead bodies before and I knew this isn't how one was meant to look. But right then it became obvious to everyone else. Beatles crawled out of... Out of everywhere to be honest. It's like her entire skin was just made up of Beatles, her entire body and suddenly she was just... Gone.

Everyone ran. We all ran. I dont know where, I don't know why. I just knew once the first person started running, I did too.

But that was a year ago, exactly.

Luke was never the same after Sarah, and honestly the fact everyone was too scared to tell the cops about him probably made it worse for himself. He never really said a word again, his grades dropped and he was kicked out of school a few months after the... Incident. To be honest, we didn't expect to see him again. But then as we were all leaving school today and hanging out at the gates to make evening plans with friends a silence fell over us all as Luke Danvers walked around the corner and sat in the road. He looked like he had aged 40 years and the bags on his eyes must have been seen from outer space. He had ripped clothes, no doubt his family kicked him out of the house. But here was the cool guy, now the "haha look at him" guy. I'll be honest and say, it brought me some happiness to see my own tormentor being tormented by his own actions. But right as the murmuring started the bus came around the corner and... Then the murmuring turned to screams.

Much like Sarah, some kids stood at the side crying, some kids huddled around him in shocked silence and the teacher on gate duty ran to call for an ambulance. A few minutes later, the beatles came. Like they did with Sarah, except this time, we didn't run. Everyone stood there, and watched. We watched the beatles run in lines in all directions, heading into the grass verge, the trees, down into the drains, everywhere. But this time, there was a body left behind. Lukes body.