The trial room was large, with sixteen wooden podiums for us to stand on side by side in a circle. We all took a podium, and soon they were all full. Well, except Shelby. Her podium had her picture with her face X'd out.

"That is so creepy..." Ashlie, who's podium was next to the picture, muttered.

"Alright Peeps! Get this trial going! We'll hold a vote at the end to guess the guilty menace." Monokuma said, sitting in a large, cushy chair on one of the walls.

So it started.

"Nick did it!" Corey said, pointing an accusatory finger at him.

"What! What makes you think that dude?" Nick cried.

"I believe Corey is referring to Shelby's dying message" Em said.

"Right. Those letters. NIKC." Red said.

"Those are the letters in Nick's name." Sasha said.

Nick looked panicked.

"Guys, I promise I didn't kill her!" He said.

"I didn't know her that well, but I'm pretty sure she could spell." Dan said.

"Maybe not," Max said, " I mean, she was writing upside-down, and she must have been dying. She could have made a mistake."

I could see the others considering this.

"Monokuma, you saw what happened right?" Nick asked. "Help me out here!"

Monokuma yawned.

"Sorry, no can do Twitter. What happens on the security cameras stays there until you chumps figure it out yourself!"

"Nick, if you didn't do it, just give us some proof."

"If he can" Corey said.

"Shut up Camera Face!" Nick yelled.

Olivia, who was in the podium across from mine, was suddenly looking at Corey, her eyes wide. I could tell something had clicked in her mind.

"Well, I personally am not comfortable standing next to a cold hearted killer." Ross said.

He scooted as far away from Nick as he could, well, in the podium at least.

"Actually, Nick might not be the killer." Olivia said.

Everyone in the court room turned to her.

"What do you mean?" Jess asked.

Olivia turned to Corey.

"Corey, what was the name Shelby called you yesterday? During the entrance ceremony?" She asked.

He scowled. "Nikon. She liked making up nicknames for me." He said, shrugging.

"And how do you spell that?" Olivia pressed, unwavering.

"What is this, a spelling bee?" Corey asked, flustered, due to the red that spread over his camera face like a colored lens or filter.

"Just spell it Corey," Ashlie said, "you have nothing to hide."

He seemed to roll his...eye? And said, " Nikon, N-I-K-O-N, Nikon. Happy?" He asked.

Olivia nodded.

"Very" she said.

Nikon... I thought running it through my head. N-I-K-O... it finally clicked. Olivia must have noticed my changing expressions, because she asked,

"Have you guessed it too, Lizzie?"

I nodded.

"I think so..." I said.

"Guessed what?" Dan asked.

I took a deep breath.

"The C... the one Shelby wrote... it might not have been a C at all." I said.

"What do you mean?" Corey asked.

Did he look...worried?

Maybe.

"Shelby wasn't trying to write a C, she was trying to finish an O. And I'm sure she would have written an N if she hadn't died before she could." Olivia said.

The others processed this, and then Corey was being stared at by everyone there.

"Corey... Did you really kill her?" Max asked.

Corey was silent for a moment, then he snapped.

"DID I KILL HER? OF COURSE I DIDN'T FREAKING KILL HER! THAT'S TOTAL B. S.!" He roared, his camera face dilated.

Yep, he was freaking out.

"Here's what I think happened Corey," Olivia said, cutting across him before he could rant more, "You went to Shelby's room last night after curfew. You said you wanted to talk about escape. She trusted you and let you in"

"He must have search for a weapon in the room he could use on her" Em said.

"He saw her sewing kit on the top of her desk and grabbed the scissors." Ashlie said.

"It explains the bandage I saw him pulling his sleeve over this morning" Adam said, " Shelby must have fought back and cut him".

"Then he stabbed her" Sasha said.

"And he probably walked away smiling." Nick said.

Corey's head was down, not looking at us.

"Why'd you do it, man?" Tommy asked.

"Why?" Corey asked, his voice quiet,

"WHY?"

His voice rose as he yelled, "BECAUSE SHE HAD IT COMING! THE NICKNAMES, THE WAY HER VOICE MADE MY EARS WANT TO BLEED EVERY TIME SHE SPOKE!! THERE ARE SO MANY REASONS TO KILL HER! I'M SURPRISED NO ONE BEAT ME TO IT!"

(Quick apology to Corey for turning you into a psychopath). Max looked like he wanted to punch Corey. Then Monokuma interrupted for his throne-like chair. The first time he'd spoken since the beginning of the trial.

"Alright losers, let's get the voting started."

Our student handbooks buzzed, except Corey's, and from there, we voted on who the murderer was. Not that it was hard. What looked like one of those slot machines popped up on the large screens above our heads. One by one, the slots all stopped on Corey's face.

"Ding! Ding! Ding! You scrubs managed to find Shubbles' killer! I watched Camera Face do it from the cameras, and man was it a fight to remember!" Monokuma cried.

He seemed to smile, as he said

"I knew he had it in him! And now it's execution time! Oh goodie!"

Corey backed away from the bear, off his podium, saying "S-stay away from me!"

"Oh, I ain't gonna touch you, Camera Face" Monokuma said in a menacing voice, "I can't promise for my  friends though"

"What fri...?" Corey started, but then chains curled around his wrists, pulling him back.

Monokuma had disappeared, and the
rest of us followed Corey, who was yelling. There was a chain link fence in front of us, Corey on the other side. He was on the seat of a dunk tank. He was still chained at the wrists, and another chain had wrapped around his waist. A shudder ran down my back. There were electric eels in the water below, anxiously waiting for something to fall into the water. Monokuma was there, a baseball in hand.

"Hold your breath!" He called to Corey, who looked terrified.

Monokuma threw the ball hard and fast, and before it hit the target, Corey muttered,

"I'm sorry"

The ball made contact, sending Corey into the infested water. His screams were gargles under water, as the eels deliver electric shocks again and again. Finally, his camera face short-circuited, the focus broke. Corey was dead.

Surviving Students- 14

Dun! Dun! Duun! It was Nikon! Aka Camera Face, aka Corey. Shout out to the real Corey, I'm sorry for making you kill Shelby, and for making you kind of sociopathic. Hope you guys liked this chappie, and tell me in the comments who you think will die next! Also, if anyone feels like this story needs a cover, feel free to point me to someone who could help, or make one yourself! It's up to you. Luv you guys! ~Lizzie<3