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Lucinda Andrus:

My father died when I was seven. My mother left me at ten. And my family rejected me at twelve. And I left my crush Alex at thirteen, well Alex died. I am now sixteen.

I know your wondering ?How is she surviving?? Or ?Where is living now.? Well that can be answered.

I am living with my friend Nicole. I call her Nicky. She and her family have agreed to keep until I turned twenty-one.

When I was seven the police said that my father had his own killer. They said that they found some of his blood on the ground that my father died on.

I guess my father tried to fight back.

My father?s killers name is Cody Miller. Cody Miller is Seventeen and still living. The police are still trying to find him.

Well here?s my story.
*
September 14/2009: Phoenix, Arizona
1:15pm

“Lucy!” Nicky yelled at me.

I dropped my phone startled and confused. “What?” I said slowly checking for teachers while I picked up my phone. It was all clear.

“Lucy, your almost sixteen, and I was thinking-” “Not now Nicky, please. I seriously don?t want to start thinking about me in a dress and-”

A dark figure came up to us. “Lucinda, phone please.” Mr. Simons handed his hand out. “What?s up S?” I said clamping my hand down on his.

I usually called Mr. Simons S Because I never respected him. “Hi Mr. Simons.” Nicky said waving at him. “Hello Miss. Dean.” He smiled at her then scowled me.

“Give me your phone Lucinda.” I rolled my eyes and put it in his open hand. “And that?s a detention.” He smiled and put the phone in his pocket and walked away.
*
September 14/2009: Phoenix Arizona
Detention.

I slid into my chair and stared at the room. Filled with same amount of people and the same people.

Miss. Gonzalez was writing on the board what time would be served for us. I leaned into my chair real deep then into my pocket to find my Mp3 player.

I really didn?t like I pods. Oh well. I plugged the ear buds in and turned on the music.
Then some hot guy entered the room.

Weird I never saw him on campus. His blonde hair hung in his face and I stared at him. He looked familiar.

S was escorting him I think. S looked at me then shouted. “Lucinda! Turn the music off and give me your Mp3 right now! And put the Ear Buds away!”

I jumped out of my seat and walked toward him with the Mp3. “Here ya go S. Enjoy!” Then I walked back to my seat.

“Ahh very well then. Everyone listen!” People jumped and some went out of their seat. S grinned in pleasure.

“I want introduce you to this new years trouble maker. His name a Bager. That?s what his ?buddies? use to call him. His real name is-”

S stared at me. “Lucinda! Give me your? your phone?” I looked at him and said. “Nah, maybe later.” And continued looking at my phone.

I had another phone. J

Lucinda, its time to give me your phone.” I got out of my seat again and walked over to him to give him my phone. Then that Bager guy smiled at me.

I felt a wave of heat enter my body as I figured out who he was. “Go sit down now.” I did staring a the guy.

“Anyways Bager?s real name is, well, Elliot Raese. Everyone say hello please.” That guys name was not Elliot.

I sat in my seat unable to talk. “Go sit next to Lucinda now okay.” I heard his footsteps coming closer and closer each second.

This was not possible it was my crush? that I thought died?It was Alex.

To Be Continued?

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Chapter 14

I get dressed in a few minutes and begin to apply makeup when Ian steps out in only a towel. I can?t help but stare. He notices and he blushes before quickly heading to his bag.

“I forgot my clothes.” He says quickly and runs back to the bathroom. I look at my mirror and see that my face was just as flushed as his. What the hell is wrong with me. I hardly know this guy. He emerges after a few minutes and mutters a sorry as he puts on his shoes. His hair is still wet and I can already smell his cologne from here. I clear my throat and Ian looks my way.

“You okay?” He asks while tying his shoe.

“I?m fine. you almost ready?” I ask.

“Yeah just let me find the badges.” He moves around the room and searches through his bags. The little bit of comfort we formed in the car is definitely gone now. All I can see him as is the guy with the secret and how am I supposed to trust someone like that.

“Got them. Let?s go.” He says heading for the door. I follow in foot. Again the car ride to the arena is awkward and silence ensues until we get to the hotel where the event is being held. We both plaster on fake smiles and enter the room. Immediately I see so many authors I?ve been reading since I was little and can?t help but become a fan girl. My heart starts beating fast and I cant help but let an “oh my god” escape my lips.

Ian of course with ears of a bat hears this and turns his head towards me. “You never fail to surprise me.”

“Uh thanks?” I say as I start to walk taking in all my surroundings.

“Hey listen.” I turn to him expectantly. “Uh.” He shakes his head as if to clear what he was thinking. “Let?s split up. We?ll get more interviews done if we do. So I?ll take the right half and you take the left. We?ll meet up and get dinner. Sound good?”

“Yeah sounds great.” I was overly excited not for the fact of eating dinner with Ian but that my favorite author was on the left side. We split up and I?m in complete bliss if only Logan was here. I always used to make him read the sappy romance books I fell in love with. He acted like he hated them but I think he secretly enjoyed them.

After I interviewed most of the authors my stomach growled. The sandwich I ate here for lunch did little for me. All the authors seemed like they loved meeting fans which I loved about them but I couldn?t do another interview because I realize I didn?t have anything to eat since yesterday. I went to go find Ian and spotted him finishing up an interview with a male author. I don?t think I?ve ever read one of his books but I certainly knew who he was.

Ian?s back was facing me as I approached and waited till he was done. I couldn?t help but overhear. The author glances up to see me but looks back at Ian who didn?t notice.

“So how does it feel being the minority in your profession?” Ian asks.

“Oh I love it.” The author laughs. “Think about it. I?m surrounded by women who love the same thing I do?.romance. People just loved to be loved. Ad providing people with a story that expresses that is purely fun to do regardless of my gender. There are plenty of men who aren?t solely obsessed with sex and I?m a good representative of that.” I smile maybe I?ll give his books a read.

“So do most of your stories have a certain formula when you write them?” Ian asks.

?Well I feel like the whole genre has a certain formula what I try to do is break away from that and come up with something new every time.”

“Interesting. I have one final question.” Ian begins.

“Of course anything for a fan.” The author states. Ian?s a fan?

“In your latest book the plot is intertwined with love and betrayal. And through most of the story the protagonist has to try to tell his love his secret that of course I won?t reveal. How did you come up with the scene where he is revealing his secret to his love.” He looks at me then back at Ian once more.

“Well like you said the whole story is about what this man did and how it affected his marriage. It was the toughest thing to do to make him seem like the person you were rooting for but at the same time hate him for what he did.” Ian nods

“Would you have done the same thing if you were him?” He asks.

The author pauses to think. “No I would have told her right away.”

Ian contemplates this for a bit. “Well thank you so much for making time to meet with me. I wish you all the best of luck.” He gets up and shakes his hand.

“Thank you. And I wish you the same luck.” The author nods his head in my direction and Ian turns his head to catch my eye. I look away as if I was busy looking through bumper stickers for another author.

Ian and the Author say their goodbyes and he walks over to me. ” So how did your interviews go.”

“They went fine but I?m starving. Food please?” I beg.

“Of course. Let?s go.” I stay in step with him but can?t help but think the question Ian asked was about him and I. Was he getting relationship advice from Romance authors. Not that we are in a relationship. I don?t trust him as far as I can throw him.

“What are you thinking about?” Ian asks interrupting my thoughts.

“Food.” I lie.

“Well good thing we?re here then.” He says gesturing to this restaurant which looks really fancy.

“Uh Ian. In case you haven?t forgotten. I?m in college. There for I am broke. And aren?t you a starving artist or something.”

“I?m a ?feeding myself enough? artist. And I?ll pay.” He says walking towards it.

I don?t move. “This sounds like a date.” He turns around.

“This isn?t a date.” He tells me.

“Okay I was just making sure.” I say walking into the restaurant with him. We are seated and given menus. I browse the selection and was pretty much spot on with the pricing.

He surprises me by saying. “If we were on a date you would know.”

“Oh really?” I ask.

“Oh yeah. If I?m on a date with someone they wouldn?t have to ask.”

“Okay if we were on a date what would be different. Because this seems kinda date like.” I say honestly.

“Well if we were on a date I would be holding your hand like this.” He grabs my hand and begins to run his thumb over it. It send chills through my body.

He lets go. “Then I would probably order your favorite for you. which in your case would be chicken parm.” He says as he tells the waiter my order and his.

I look at him. “How did you know?” I asked baffled.

“Because that?s what you ordered that day at the cafe.” He smiles proudly.

I laugh. “Wow you have good memory and for the record I never actually ate it you wouldn?t let me because you whisked me off to?..” I trail off remembering where he took me. I can see him wince remembering as well.

“Lori.” He starts. I wave him off not wanting to have that conversation. Not yet at least and not here.

“So go on with the date. The hypothetical one that is.” I say sipping my water.

He looks at me then says “Well now I would compliment you and say that when I was holding your hand it was so soft and it gave me chills.”

I gulp. “have you been on many fake dates?” I ask trying to lighten up the mood.

“No this is my first one so I?m kind of nervous.” He says smiling.

I lean closer and he does the same. “Well don?t be nervous this is my first one too.” I whisper smiling and sitting back.

For some odd reason we went through the actions of being on a date while never actually being on one. Throughout the whole dinner he demonstrated what he would do on a date and I reacted the same way. I don?t know if he was feeling what I was feeling but it felt like a real date to me. He asked me questions, we ate each other?s food, we held hands. To any one other person this would be a date so why wasn?t it to us. Ian is the most confusing person I?ve ever met.

We played these parts all the way to the hotel. We stopped at the door of our room.

“Well I had a great non-existent date with you. We should do it again sometime.” I said laughing.

I reach for the door handle to let us both in but he grabs my arm and I look back at him curiously. “You know,” He begins stepping closer. “If this was a real date I would kiss you.” He so close now that I can feel his breath on my cheek.

This is the same position as this morning only now I didn?t hate him as much. how is that possible. He has done nothing to make me trust him more yet the only thing I want him to do is lean closer and close the gap between us.

“So?.so why don?t you?” I ask my voice not very strong.

He looks at me. “Because we?re not on a real date of course.” He smirks and steps around me into the room. I moan as my heart beat begins to slow down. I calm my breath and step into the room only to lose my breath again at the sight of Ian taking off his shirt. Not for me of course but to get changed into a different one.

This shouldn?t be weird. I have an older brother and I?ve seen nick without a shirt plenty of times so why does it have such great effect on me. plus I saw him this morning and gotten over it quickly…ish. but now after our non real date I feel slightly more for him. which is extremely bad.

I also just noticed I’m standing in the doorway just staring at him changing. if he turned around he would think I was checking him out.

Which I’m not of course…..well not exactly.

I clear my throat and he looks up he then realizes he’s not wearing a shirt. He bends down to grab his things and walks up to me. He looks like he’s about to tell me something important. Maybe his big secret he’s hiding from me. My heart begins to quicken at the anticipation of finally knowing.

But instead he says “I?m gonna take a shower.” and steps around me.

I mumble some dumb response along the lines of ‘okay have fun.’ as he enters the bathroom.

How on the fake date am I able to speak clearly but in real life the thought of having a real date makes me sick to my stomach and not in a food poisoning way.

I hear him start the shower and look at the bed. If this were a real date we would share it.

To bad reality sucks. “I’m taking the floor.” I shout to him.

“No you’re not.” He shouts back.

I groan this is going to be a long night.
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Magi’s Eighth Grade

July

Dear Dearest Diary,

In two months eighth grade will begin. I’m going to go shopping with my friends today. Oh It’ll be so much fun, I can’t explain it!
TTYL,
Magi Bertram

“Ring Ring!” “Okay, okay I?m coming!” Magi put away her diary in her purse, with a Velcro hat and makeup and her I Pod touch screen. She walked out of her room and opened the front door. ” What?s up Magi? Are you ready?” All the girls screamed. “This is going to be so much fun!” Magi Laughed. Eddie came to the front door and whistled. “Oh you girls look so tight!” The group looked at him. They burst out laughing. “Eddie get out of here!” Magi shouted. ” Let me think,” Eddie started. ” No way Jose!” Magi grunted. “Mom, Eddie is bothering us!” Mom walked into the room. ” Edgar Allen Bertram, if you bother these girls one more time, no play station, no friends, no dessert, and no getting out of the house or watching TV. All of that for three months. So stop it.” She took his ear and dragged him to his room. “Let?s go to my room.” The others nodded.

They walked up the stairs down the hall and into her room. ” Oh Magi I love your room!” Magi blushed. ” Thanks.” There were 5 girls in the room. Magi Bertram, Emmy Albertan, Kari Kooks, Nicole Dale, and Rosalinda Parker. Magi has hazelnut hair, green eyes, a purple parka, blue jeans, a white shirt, and flip-flops. Emmy has short red hair, a blue frilly dress, and black JC Penny shoes. Kari has black hair usually in ponytails, a pink shirt saying Apple bottom jeans and a short ABJeans skirt. Nicole has curly brown and black highlights hair, and a green shirt-sweater, and Khaki shorts. Rosalinda has looong blonde hair, a colorful strapless shirt, and a beautiful white skirt. “I think I’m speaking for all of us,” Nicole began.” That we are a B-E-A-U-T-I-F-U-L group!”

“Yah. You?re probably right.” Nicole, Magi, Kari, and Rosalinda laughed. Emmy was always the joker. “I know what everyone plays in this group,” Rosalinda began. The others looked at her.” What do you mean?” Magi asked. ” This. Emmy’s the funny one, Kari’s the nice one, Nicole’s the out of the normal one, and Magi’s the fun one.” Emmy was surprised. “Really?!” she said.” Am I really funny?” Kari nodded. “This is you. Why’d the turtle cross the street? To get to the SHELL station!” Then Emmy laughed hysterically. Nicole looked sad.” Am I really not normal?” Magi laughed. “That means you’re thinking up new things and being a great dancer and stuff!” Nicole smiled. “Oh Okay. I get it now.” Kari smiled.” Am I really the nice one!?!?” Nicole nodded.” You let me share your lunch if we forgot ours.

You let us share your supplies. You do about one million three thousand five hundred million nice things a day.” Kari smiled more. Magi stared at Rosalinda. ” You are wrong. I’m not fun. I am boring. See you would take us to Hawaii, Emmy would take us to PGN,Kari would take us to the library, and Nicole would take us to her grandparents house with all the party?s. I bring you guys to my room. What?s so cool about my ROOM! Face It. I am just the boring one.” Nicole frowned.” If you think you?re not the fun one then you are the most stylish one. Ritzy bitsy napery dashy. Oh got you! Now you can?t say no!” Magi smiled. She knew she was stylish. Of course she was. Once a couple asked her only not the others if her mom or me had a fashion shop. That was cool.

“Oh no!,” Emmy squealed.” I forgot my mom is waiting for us outside! She had to tell us something.” The girls ran out of the room and outside. “Well she’s gone. I guess we should start off for the mall. I mean its like two miles away.” Nicole explained. The others nodded. They walked with linked arms. They stopped. ” What is it Magi?” they asked. “I forgot Silverette!” She ran back home and took her purse too.She caught up to her friends. They were talking to some people. “Hey guys what?s up?” Magi looked at the couple. They were around their thirties.

The woman had curly blonde hair. The man had black combed hair. “Magi this is Mr. and Mrs. Ornate. They asked us if we would like to baby-sit their kids.” Magi nodded. She put her hand out and said,” Hello Mr. and Mrs. Ornate. My name is Magi Wiseman. I live three blocks away. I would love to baby-sit your kids. Here?s my phone number. Call me anytime.” They smiled and shook her hand. “Goodbye children!” We waved. “Yes I landed a job!” The others didn?t look so happy.” What?” Magi asked. “Well,” Kari started.” They have 10 kids.” Magi said,” Ok. What about it?”

“Magi they only let two of us baby-it them. Only two a night.”
“Oh. I?m good though. No bigge.”
“Magi, they said to baby-sit their sisters kids too.”
“How many kids is the total?”
“Well,a lot. Including their brother?s kids and their kids, and their sisters kids.”
“So. We can do each of them separately.”
“That?s the problem. We have to do them at the same time.”
“Only two?”

“Yup.”
“Oh.” “They said if we can?t do it they?ll hire trained ones.” “How much?” “The money is 1 dollar an hour.”
“How many hours?”
“10 to 12.
“TWO DOLLARS?!?!?”
“Yeah.”
“The ages?”
“The Ornate kids:
Julia: 6, Yvonne: 5, Eliza: 13.”

“The Rodriguez kids: Tina: 15, Laura: 16, Shauna: 2, Kathy: 7, Bailey: 6, Gina: 15.”
“OMG. Why would we baby- sit some one older than us?”
“Exactly. The Palos kids, Ben: 15,
Rodney: 11, Doug: 10, Greg: 13, Daniel: 14, and Paul is 14.”

“Wow. We?ve walked four blocks already. Lets sit on this bench.” They agreed and sat. Then a group of boys and a couple of girls came near them. They were the Palos kids. They stopped next to them. “Hi. I?m Gregory. Call me Greg.” Emmy took control. “My name is Emmy. This is Magi, Nicole, Kari, and Rosalinda. You know your mom asked us to baby-sit you guys?” “Oh you mean Mrs. Ornate. Yah. She’s over protective.” Magi nudged Rosalinda’s shoulder. “Can you give Silverette a quick walk? Pretty please with a cherry on the top?” “Sure.” Rosalinda took her leash and stood up. ” How old are you girls?” “We’re all 13.” “Um, Rosalinda, can I walk with you ? I have a dog too.” Greg asked.” Sure,” she said. After he got his dog, they started out. “What’s your dogs name, Greg?” Rosalinda asked. ” Well Rosa, his name is Barter. Um a few months ago, my mom was at work. My dad died. So I was home with my brothers. Then we saw someone looking out the window. Someone with a black hood. Then he tried smashing open the door. Luckily my mom came home. Our door opened before she got out of the car. He was inside.”

“That is so scary!! What happened next?”
“The police were in our neighborhood. They shot him but he got me and poked a slot with a knife in my leg. Then we moved. From New York to Washington.”
He showed her the slot. “Rosalinda come on!” Emmy screamed.
“Um, thanks.” Rosalinda said and ran away.
“So…” Emmy locked her hands with the other girls and Rosalinda. ” What….”
“Nothing he just said his dog was named Barter.” Rosalinda quickly said.
She looked the other way and waved at Greg…..

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Fallon hahaha, I will add that to the list of things that happen when Jayden gets caught lol haha I should have named it that? that would have been much cooler now I know who to come to when I need names and yes, Sariah came? she drove Lexi?s car remember? And she will be in this chapter a little. I absolutely love your name though

Beatrice I based Trae?s personality off of this guy I really like Most of my characters are based off people I know? hahaha that?d be amazing!! Thanks so much haha I know right! I love the pic so much hee hee that?s why I chose it for him

Esmeralda thanks I was trying to post yesterday but our internet was down : (

Darshanetta I?m very sorry I didn?t post sooner, stupid internet was down.

Evie Thanks a ton!! thanks for commenting? don?t worry about not commenting before, since you commented now. I just love going on to buzzle and seeing how many comments I get. It makes me feel amazing I hope you like the next chapter

So I tried to post this yesterday but our internet was down. I?m very sorry for the wait.
And the pic is a different pic of Carson, since the first one I had was a little blury.
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Chapter 21

When I screamed, Sariah came running out. “Lexi, calm down! It?s okay!” I looked up at her. “He?s not here? What happened?” I turned to Trae. He looked horrified. “Um, Trae, I?ll see you later, okay?” He just nodded, so I ran inside with Sariah.
“You called me Lexi out there! Hopefully he was in shock or something so he won?t remember it! What happened?”
“Steve lost his key and busted the door open? it?s a very flimsy door. And then mom and dad had a fight about it, and mom through an apple and it broke one window, and then she hit the other with an orange, yelling about how ?the house was already wrecked, why not make it worse??” She sighed and sunk onto the couch. “Do they always fight?”

“They didn?t use to. They only started after I broke up with Jayden and he started being a creep. It?s all my fault.” I ran to my room, shut the door, locked it and flopped onto my bed.
I was thinking about Seth and Alia, and wondering if they would go in the old house? and if they did, would they find what I?d taped to the wall?
Sariah knocked on the door. “Lexi? Alexia, open the door. Please?” She paused, waiting for an answer. “Lexi please!”
A few minutes later, I heard Trae?s voice outside the door. “Melody? Melody open the door! Please. You have to explain to me, what?s going on?”
I just shoved my head under my pillow, wishing it would all just be a dream.

Seth?s POV
I was sitting on the couch, watching TV. Well not really watching it, just staring at it. Sarah walked in and sat next to me. “Hey little bro. You okay?”
“I?m fine.” I said, knowing she?d see through me.
“Uh huh.” She said, unconvinced.
“Yeah. I?m gonna go outside and walk around.” I said, getting up. She grabbed my hand. “Be careful.”
I just nodded and left. I didn?t really have a plan as to where I was going? I just started walking, letting my feet take me. I ended up at her old house. Lexi?. I groaned. I just couldn?t stop thinking about her.
“Hey!” Someone called out. I turned to see Alia running up to me. Aris was waiting in a black car with a boy? I think it was Kale.

“You okay?” Alia asked.
“No.” I answered truthfully, knowing she wasn?t either. Her hair was slightly messy, her eyes were red and she looked depressed.
She nodded at my answer. “Yeah I didn?t think you were. I?m not either.”
“The door?s not locked.” I said, randomly turning the knob.
“Aris! You guys go. I?m gonna hang out with Seth today!” She hollered. Aris nodded and they drove off.
“Are you going in first? Or should I?” Alia asked.
“I will.” I said walking in. Alia looked around to make sure no one noticed, then quickly came in and shut the door.

“I don?t want anyone to see us, because this is most likely illegal.” She said when I looked at her, confused.
“So, you never really told me, why did Jake break up with you at the dance? That?s kinda lame that he?d do that.” I asked, just because I didn?t know what else to say.
She looked a little troubled, but said, “He said I wasn?t pretty enough for him anymore.” She rolled her eyes. “Whatever. I don?t care what he said. If he broke up with me just because I wasn?t ?pretty enough? then he can jump off a cliff for all I care.” She finger quoted ?pretty enough? and deepened her voice for that part, making me chuckle slightly. She smiled and then looked up at me, seriously. “You know the real reason that Lex had to leave, don?t you?” There was curiosity in her voice, and she sounded a little like she was accusing me, and I realized that she didn?t know.

Crap! Was I supposed to tell her? I wasn?t supposed to tell any one. But she was Lexi?s best friend. I struggled with trying to decide what to do, before finally deciding to tell her. “It?s because of Jayden. She has to be in witness protection until they catch him.”
“I thought it was something like that.” She frowned, unhappily. “I hate him.”
“It?s so empty in here.” I said, trying to get the subject off of Jayden. I really hate hearing his name.
“I know? I wonder if they left anything.” Alia started wandering through the house. I followed, slowly. She squealed and came running back with a piece of paper.

“Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh!” She was carrying two envelopes. “This was under her lolcats poster. I took it off the wall to bring home since I knew it was her favorite and I wanted to have it? an I found this taped to the wall!”
She handed one of the envelopes to me. It had my name on it, written in Lexi?s handwriting. I tore the envelope open, excited to see what she?d written. Alia was ripping hers open, shrieking with happiness.
?0 fdf mery ghg d jhl tandish ddg ejjt ove lky exi
L7lemrs dfr?

I looked at the note, completely confused. “”Well that didn?t really make much sense. That sucks.” I tossed the letter onto the ground, upset.
Alia picked it up. “It?s in code. In case somebody found it, who shouldn?t have. Like Jayden. It?s a code we used to use, when we were little and we didn?t want Steve reading our notes. We used to leave them in the hollow tree behind the house, whenever one of us was having a problem with something. It?s an easy code. Let?s go to the park and I?ll read it to you.” She pulled me out of the house and started walking, but stopped at the ice cream parlor.

She got a vanilla cone, I got chocolate and she sat me down at one of the picnic tables. “I just wanted to be here instead of Lexi?s house, you know, in case Jayden or one of his friends was there spying on the house. And in case someone was there, they would go to the park, not here. I hope. Anyway, it says 70 emery rd Standish maine. Love lexi.”
“So, what?s the code? And how did she know you?d be with me?”
“She probably didn?t know but just hoped that you?d show it to me if you found it. And the code is?” She paused? “Um, I?m gonna show you. That?ll be easier than trying to explain it. I?ll use Hi Seth, Love Lexi.” She started writing down on the back of the paper.

“I write I eth ove exi.” And put the two missing letters after the message. HSLL. But to make It more confusing, we put the last l, then the first h, then the other l and then the s. Then we put three random letters in between every word. So the finished message for Hi Seth Love Lexi would be something like, I dyt eth hdj ove bvx exi nbm lhls.” She showed me the paper.
“That?s still kind of confusing, but oh well as long you know how to read it. So she gave us her new address possibly?” I asked.

Alia nodded. “Yes and mine said, Seth has my address, when you write make sure you use two envelopes. Meaning, you write from seth or whatever on the outside of the first envelope, but then you put it in a second and write her address and a fake name on the return label, or just write “to resident of” and then the address. That way, the” She lowered her voice “fbi can?t find out if they?re monitoring her letters.”
“Oh cool.” I was definitely excited.
“And she will probably mail them in cover letters to. Most likely she?ll drop them off in a post office in a town away, from Alanna, and then some random address.”

“You seem like you two have done this before.”
“Well, don?t laugh, but we watched a movie where this girl had to be in the witness protection program when we were eight, and for like three years, we played a game like that, and we?d send letters to each other in code, and in cover letters. Strange how it?s actually useful.” She laughed a little. “Wow. That?s the first time I?ve even sort of laughed since she left.”
“Yeah, this is the first time I haven?t thought of her and felt like crying? well I still feel like crying? but not so much? now that we can write to her.” I admitted.

Lexi?s POV

I woke up, and looked at the calendar. Wow. Exactly one year since the day I moved here. It was still hard to believe I?d been here for a year already. I realized this day was coming last week, but it just sort of surprised me. “Sariah, we?ve been here for exactly one year.” I called as I walked down the hall.
“That sucks.” She said back coming out of her room, her hair in curlers. Oh yeah, she had a date. With some guy named Parker. He was really nice. And she definitely liked him. I laughed. “You look like an old lady with those in your hair.”
She laughed back. “I know.” And went back in to her room.

My cell rang. I answered. It was Trae. “What?s up?” I flopped onto the couch turning on the tv.
“Nothing. Just talking to you.”
“Oh, so I?m just nothing?” I in mock sadness.
He laughed. “No. You?re not just nothing. You?re completely nothing.” He teased. “Oh, I looked at the calendar today. For once. We graduate in three months.”
“Yippee!” I was excited. But sad. I had hoped I would be back at my old school, graduating with Seth. At least we were able to write every once in a while. We didn?t too often though, because we didn?t want to get caught. Mom was already wondering why I got and kept so much of the “junk mail” as she called it.

Of course, to me, it was definitely not junk mail. But she didn?t know that. She still thought I hadn?t heard anything from Seth. I think Steve knew what I was possibly doing. But if he did, I knew he wouldn?t tell.
I thought of the day, a year ago, when I?d come home from bowling with Trae to find the window broke and the door busted open. I almost laughed about it now. Trae had heard Sariah call me Lexi. And we had somehow convinced him, it was just her nick name for me, because my favorite kids book when we were little had the main character name Lexi. He somehow believed it. I am so glad he was that gullible.

Of course, it was pretty easy to explain the broken door and everything, just basically tell the truth. It was a little harder to explain why Sariah had said “He isn?t here.” But we had just told him she had meant he as in anybody, like a robber or something. He believed that too.
“So, you wanna hang out today?” He asked, bringing me back to the present.
“Sure I guess. What do you wanna do?” It seemed as though we?d spent every day of summer together, and he was always over here, hanging out. We swam a lot in the in ground pool in the back yard. We?d walk to the mediocre deli, or occasionally The Pizza Place, now that they had started making better pizza. Sometimes we?d go bowling. Which, I now fail at every time. I must have just had beginners luck, because he beats me every time we play.

Oh yeah, Carson had broken up with Arianna when they finished shopping. And he had tried once to get me, but Steve went out and talked to him. I don?t know what he said, but I barely ever seen him anymore. Thankfully.
?We could go to the beach, with Missy and Zack.”
Zack was Missy?s boyfriend of three months. They were definitely the cutest couple ever. Zack was about four inches taller than Missy, and he loved doing things for her. He gave her piggy back rides, and would randomly scoop her up like a baby and spin her around. They were really cute. “Sure that?d be fun.” I said. “What time?”

“Well, they want to leave in ten minutes. I told them I?d call you. Will that be enough time?”
“Yeah.” We said goodbye and I ran to get changed. I wore my sundress over, and grabbed a towel from the bathroom. I stuffed it in my pink beach bag, along with my sunglasses, which I didn?t feel like wearing just yet. A horn honked and I ran outside shouting over my shoulder to mom that I?d be back later.

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The next day, I strode into 1st period with a huge smile on my face. I walked through the door and Ms. Kassinger looked baffled when she saw me.
“Ah, Ms. Limnek, good day?” She smiled at me.
“Mhm,” I smiled back at her. I went to my seat, and put my book bag down. Thomas was reading from his notes again, and lifted his head up slowly to look at me.
“Hey you,” he gave me that million dollar smile again.
“Hey,” I said as I found my supplies.
We were still working on the apple crumb cakes and I didn?t even care that this was the easiest recipe for me. I worked with effortless moves and I could feel Thomas?s eyes on me. The whole period seemed to fly by. Before the bell for next class rang, Ms. Kassinger got the class?s attention.

“Now, my fine students, I?ll be handing out your partner project for the semester. Partner up with another person, and get to know them very well. I can assure you, you will be spending a good amount of time with one another,” She smiled at us, with a toothy grin. You could see the smeered bright red lipstick on her front tooth.
“Partners, beautiful?” Tom said to me.
“Sure thing,” I smiled at him.

When the bell rang, I gathered my things and agreed to meet Tom tomorrow for our first baking experience together. We had to make a dessert of our choosing. I walked to my locker, getting my history books for my next class. I put in my combination and opened the lock. Zach appeared next to me, and I jumped in surprise.
“Zach! God, you just scared the hell out of me.” I said to him, still not looking him in the eyes.
“Sorry. I didn?t mean to do that. But Leah, I need to talk to you.”
“About what, Zach?” I felt the anger creeping up into my voice.
“Listen, I know I messed up. Big time. But, you?re right. I?m with Shannon. I shouldn?t have done that. So, I was wondering, can we just go back to being friends again? I really, really miss you, Leah.” I looked at his eyes then. He looked so tired, with bags under his eyes. He even seemed upset about the whole thing. Like I always do, I caved in too easily.
“Okay. Fine. Friends. I missed you too,” I smiled at him.
“Great. Thank you so much, Leah.” He came closer and gave me a huge pick up hug. I laughed at how he squeezed me tight and took off my feet. When he put me down, he smiled and told me he would talk to me later. I shut my locker door and headed for history class.

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When I came home later that day, they were arguing again. I couldn?t take this. It was everyday now. I slammed the door, like I always do to make them shut up.
“No! You?re insane! I?m not moving out. I?m not made of money you know. Where would I go?” I heard my Dad scream to my Mom.
“Somewhere else! I can?t take you being in this house anymore! You cheated on me! For all I know, you probably still are!”
“No!” he screamed back.

“Yes! Out, now!” she screamed back. Even from a distance, you could hear her tears.
“Crazy bitch!” he screamed back to her. I was in the kitchen when I heard someone open the door to the room they must have been in. I heard footsteps and my Dad muttering to himself a variety of cuss words and how crazy this was. He stopped in his tracks when he saw me standing by the counter.
“Oh. Leah, honey, I didn?t know you in here. I didn?t hear you come in.”
“Yeah, I, uh, just got in. Is everything okay?” I asked quietly. I knew what the answer would be.

“That?” he said, pointing his finger upstairs. “Yeah, that?s fine. I?m uh, going to be going to Uncle Pete?s for a while though. You?re mother and I just need a break.”
I felt like I could cry. Even though I kept complaining about how much they needed a divorce, now that it was happening, the moving out process, it seemed like too much.
“Oh, okay. You?ll be back though right?” I pleaded to him.
“I sure hope so, honey.” He came over to me and hugged me tightly. “I sure hope so,” he repeated again.
He sounded like he was convincing himself more than me. “Well, I got to get started on my homework.” I said to him.
“Okay honey. I?ll email you every chance I get okay?” he called to me as I strode out of the kitchen.
“You better!” I said to him.

The next day, Tom came over so we could work on our culinary project. I was sitting on the couch, watching reruns of some MTV show. I heard the doorbell ring and practically jumped off the couch to get the door. When I opened the door, he gave me that million dollar smile.
“Hey, beautiful,” he said.
“Hey,” I smiled at him. I let him and we walked to the kitchen. “I?m sorry. It?s like really messy in here. My dad?s usually the maid of the house, but he?s uh?on a business trip.” I know it?s wrong to lie, but I didn?t feel comfortable talking about my private life with just anyone.

“It?s cool. So, this project, what are we making?”
“Um, I decided to choose Cinnamon Streusel Muffins, just because it?s kind of easy, you know?”
“Cool,” he said. I walked over the cabinet where I left all of my cooking things. I pulled out the flour, salt, vinegar, cinnamon, everything. I got all the utensils and set up everything on the table.

A half an hour into our work, I could feel both of us getting kind of bored with it. It was an easy recipe after all.
“This is boring, right?” I asked him.
“No,” he said. You could tell he was lying. I gave him a look to show I knew what he was thinking. “Alright, it is kind of boring. I?m sorry, but this is so easy.”
“Yeah?I know,” I said, going back to my place to finish up. I looked at the bag of flour and got an idea. I slowly put my hand in the bag and took out a handful of flour. When he wasn?t looking, I threw it right in Tom?s face. The look on his face was priceless.

“Oh, now you?re really going to get it,” he smiled evilly. He grabbed the bag from the counter and started throwing handfuls at me. I picked up another bag and threw some back. We ended up chasing each other around the kitchen and the flour was everywhere. After a while, Tom managed to corner me. He had flour all over his face, his shirt and in his hair. I only managed to get flour a little bit on my shirt. He was looking down at me with those bright green eyes. We were both breathing heavily from the running. I lifted my arms slightly to show my surrender and grinned at him.
“I give,” I said, still breathing heavily. I put my bag down and he did the same.
“You uh,” he said, breathing the same, laughing slightly, “have flour on your,” he pointed to my lower lip.

“Oh,” I blushed, feeling embarrassed at myself. I went to go wipe it off, then Tom did the job for me. He slowly reached his arm out and, with his thumb, wiped at my lower lip. I shivered slightly at the sensitive touch. I hoped he didn?t feel it. Then, after he gently wiped it off, he slowly moved his hand to my cheek. His hand stayed there as he leaned in and kissed me lightly. I did the same, moving my hand to the back of his hair. He moved his hand to my side, pulling my shirt to pull me closer. The kiss lasted for a few more seconds until he pulled away. Both of us, still breathing heavily. He smiled at me. I smiled back. We stayed that way, staring at each other, until the alarm chose this time to go off. I smelled something burning.

“Is something,” he sniffed a bit, “burning?” He looked over at the oven and I followed his eyes.
“Crap!” I ran over to the oven, shutting it off and opening its door. I took out a mitten and took the burning tray out. I frowned at the black muffins. “Man, they?re fried to a crisp.”
Tom walked over to me, standing behind me. “It?s alright, babe. We?ll just make another batch.”
“You know how long that will take us? I don?t want to keep you here if you have plans or anything,” I said as I looked at him.
“I can stay here as long as you need me,” he smiled at me.

That night, I got a disturbing call from Zach. He said we really needed to talk. That it was really important. I really didn?t want to talk to him right then, but I knew I least owed to myself to know what was up. I walked over to his house and he was sitting on the porch. I sat down next to him, making sure I wasn?t too close. This brought back memories from the night I cried in his arms.

“So, what was so important that you needed to talk to me so late?” I turned to look at him. I had nothing but seriousness in my voice. He turned to me, his eyes looking soft and sensitive. I knew it was something that was bothering him.
“Leah, let me say everything I have to say before you interrupt me, okay?”
“Sure?” I didn?t know what he was going to say next. One part of me hoped it was something good. That part wanted something good because I?ve always been in love with Zach. I?ve always wanted him to feel that same way. It?s been three years and his numerous girlfriends and you would think I could handle it by now. After that kiss though, well both I should say, everything changed. I couldn?t handle it anymore. But the other part of me didn?t want his news to be good towards me at all. Everything was going so good with Tommy. Tommy actually really liked me. We were so good together. He would give me butterflies just by smiling. At least he felt the same way. At least I didn?t have to hide my feelings from him.

“I broke up with Shannon,” he said. The sentence was so simple. It was like it meant nothing to him. I figured he would be upset about it. At least show a little bit of remorse or pain for it. But no. He was actually sort of?relieved it seemed like. “I broke up with Shannon,” he said again. “For you.”

The bratty rich girl was about to sock Vanessa in the face, but then Vanessa said,” Um..excuse me but not to be rude or crush your dreams..but Jake’s my brother not a lover, so please don’t hurt me otherwise Jake would hurt you..”, but before they could do anything the final bell rang and they ran into the classroom. (Vanessa’s thoughts: *phew* that was close… I could have been done for..) When Vanessa stepped into the classroom the teacher Mrs.Vandepol saw Vanessa she said, “Everyone, this is Vanessa Lopez a new student here at Beverly Hills-High, please try and get along with her.” When Vanessa looked around she saw that everyone had cold..dead..furious eyes looking at her like hawks’. When Vanessa sat down she she saw a note on at her desk and opened it… 1. Another threat. 2. A love note 3. detention. 4. Friendship……. To be continued at 3 p.m. (1:23 AM- now). Please comment, vote, or discuss.

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Jackie’s P.O.V.
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So here I sat…. between two slutty girls, staring at me judging me by my looks. I looked over at the clock on the wall that only read 8:45 pm. I changed my glance to Hunter who was playing pool with Jared. They finished and Hunter came over by me. The two girls I was sitting between gave him flirty looks, giggling softly and smiling, thinking they would have their way with him tonight… but they wouldn’t and I knew that for a fact. I stood up and he pulled me over to a different couch, far away from the girls.

‘You still nervous?’ he asks me.

‘Yeah.’ I breath but give him a smile. He leaned forward to kiss me but I turned my head so he kissed my cheek.

‘What’s wrong?’ he looked concerned.

‘Um… well I-’ I was cut off by my phone ringing.

‘I’ll be right back.’ I say. I needed to go somewhere quiet. I left the RED ROOM, down the hall, where I heard a rapper singing ‘ima star’ out the back door. I flipped open my phone.

‘Jessica?’

‘Yeah.’ I hear her worried voice threw the phone.

‘Oh my gosh your a life savor.’ I breathe, leaning against the brick.

‘Yeah, we have a major problem.’ She said, tonight my forte team was going to a competition with out me. which was fine because it wasn’t a major one.

‘What is it?’ I ask.

‘I can’t find the CD for our set!’ she said.

‘Okay, first breathe.’ I remind her. ‘second, have you looked in your dance bag?’

‘No, why would it be in there?’ she asks me.

‘Cause you took it home to practice last week remember?’ I remind her.

‘OH! Yeah, thanks hun, YOUR the life savor this time.’

‘How are the girls?’ I ask.

‘Freaking out because you not here, but we’ll do well. Hows the night going?’

‘Fine… the girls here are sluts and I don’t feel comfortable.’ I tell her honestly looking down at my black heals.

‘Well, hang in there. We will do the same. Got to go, bye hun! Good luck!’

‘You too.’ I say before flipping my phone shut again. I took a deep breath and head back inside.

I heard someone singing to ‘I like it’ by Enrique Iglesias. I snuck back stage to watch the show from behind. He was gorgeous. His black hair waved in front his face. He had all the eyes of the girls I didn’t realized there was another boy on stage, this one was blonde and not as handsome but just as smooth. They both had the girls screaming with their smooth dance moves. I just nodded along with the music, smiling.

‘Baby I like it! Baby I like!’ his angel voice sang over the speakers. That’s when the blonde haired boy started rapping with him. They were good….

‘Don’t stop baby, don’t stop baby.’ he said making eye contact with a girl standing right in front of him who screamed and looked like she was going to pass out. The song stopped but I was still struck by them. They ran off the stage, not even noticing me until the blonde looked at me then did a double take. He stopped and nudged his friend pointing at me. I just blushed.

‘Well hello.’ the dark haired boys said with a thick Italian accent.

‘Hi.’ I say, shifting my weight.

‘What is a pretty girl like you doing in a dirty place like this?’ He asked.

‘Um…’ I stopped thinking about how to play my words… “play it cool” I remembered Hunter telling me. ‘i have a friend who raps here.’

‘I wouldn’t mind being your friend.’ blonde said.

‘What’s your name Miss?’ the dark haired one asked.

‘Jackie.’ I hold out my hand. he took it and kissed the back of my hand.

‘Pleasure.’

‘And you?’ I ask.

‘Pauly.’ he smiles a movie star smile. ‘and this is my friend Troy.’ Troy quickly held out his hand and I shook it politely.

‘JACKIE?!’ I hear Hunter call for me. I turn around to see him looking around for me. I wave him over and he came, narrowing his eyes as he came.

‘Ah-ha.’ Pauly said like he just figured something out. ‘so this is your friend?’ Hunter had his arm around me protectively, which kind of bothered me.

‘Boyfriend.’ Hunter said.

‘Oh, really? Jackie, here, just said you were a friend.’ Pauly said smoothly. I sighed.

‘Jackie, would you like something to drink?’ Troy offered.

‘NO,’ Hunter said quickly. ‘that’s okay Troy, no need for drinks here.’ Hunter looked a bit cooler now. But he must know them, they both didn’t offer their names yet Hunter knew them.

‘Hunter, man, let the woman answer.’ Troy says just as slick as Pauly did.

‘Yeah right. Listen boys, she’s taken, so stay away from her.’ Hunter says turning away to go, dragging me with him.

‘Nice meeting you, Jackie.’ Pauly said with a flirty smile.

‘You too!’ I throw over my shoulder before I was pulled back into the RED ROOM. No one was looking at us when he pulled me into a room and turned on the light. It was a closet.

‘What the hell was that all about?’ I ask him.

‘I thought you were just getting a phone call.’ he claims.

‘Yeah and when I came back in, I saw them playing and I watched, when they came off stage they seemed friendly.’

‘Yeah friendly until you wake up tomorrow morning, naked in a bed you’ve never seen before, and have porno pictures of you all over the internet. Trust me, you don’t want to be involved with them.’ He said harshly in my face. I don’t know why but I felt like a little 6-year-old girl who just got scolded by her dad. Tears pushed at my eyes.

‘I’m sorry.’ I mumble. He could tell I was about to cry, he sighed and wrapped his arms around me hugging me close.

‘I just don’t want anything bad happening to you. But those guys pretty much brain wash you so you’ll get drunk and things happen from there.’ He pulled away putting his hands on my arms. ‘you okay?’

‘Yeah, I’m fine.’ I say sadly. turning away from him to walk away, for the length of the closet was quite large. I didn’t want him to see me cry… I didn’t even know why I WAS crying.

‘Come here.’ he murmurs. I turn around and walk back to him. He wrapped his arms around my waist kissing me. I relaxed into him moving my arms swiftly around his neck. I pulled away and smiled up at him. He sighed and smiled back at me.

‘It’s time that I go. Come on.’ He took my hand leading me back to the RED ROOM. they hadn’t even noticed our presence. We went back stage where I saw Troy and Pauly undressing me with my eyes which made me feel sick.

‘You ready Mr. Hunter?’ a girl asked with a clip board in hand. She was just like every other girl here, flirty and wanting something tonight.

‘Yeah.’

‘Alright, now here’s the mike.’ she amazed me because everything, every movement, every word was flirty. ARE YOU SERIOUS WHORE? I thought. ‘and go knock them dead.’

‘Thanks.’ he mumbles to her. He turned to me kissing me before running on stage. The music to ‘Not Afraid’ by Eminem started and he was amazing tonight. Not only was HE amazing, he LOOKED amazing. He looked…free. Like there were not troubles in the world and nothing could bring him down that this point. Once done he came off and miss clipboard asked him,

‘Would you like some water?’

‘Sure, that would be great.’ he smiled at her. She got a glass and a bottle, pouring the water in the glass when she twitched her hand so some of it fell on Hunters shirt.

OH MY GOSH! Are you seriously that desperate?

‘I’m so sorry’ something about her tone said she wasn’t sorry. ‘let me get that. she said taking a napkin and started patting his shirt… It was just a excuse to feel his body.

‘No,’ I smiled at her. ‘let me get it.’ I took the napkin and cleaned it up myself feeling his abs under his shirt.

‘Thanks babe.’ Hunter smiled giving me a peck on the lips, understand completely what was going on. The girl looked annoyed as she glared at me, I just raised an eyebrow as if to say ‘ha’.

‘Let’s get out of here.’ Hunter says wrapping an arm around me. As we pasted Tony and Pauly they stared at Hunter with jealousy and I just laughed. Once we were back in the truck we sat in silence on our way back home.

‘Why didn’t you want to stay?’ I asked him.

‘I couldn’t stand that slut and Pauly and Troy looking at you that way. Plus, I’d rather be alone with you.’ he shrugs.

‘What do you want to do? It’s only 9:45 and I told my dad I’d be back 1:00′ I tell him.

‘D-do you want to go back to… my place?’ he asked kind of awkwardly.

‘Sure, I’d love to.’ I smiled at him. We arrived at a trailer home and he walked me inside.

‘I know it’s nothing like your place. But you know it’s a roof over my head and I wish I could show you something bigger and better but-’ I stop his babbling with my lips.

‘It’s fine.’ I smile. ‘i love it.’

‘Don’t lie to me.’ he chuckles. I shrug and go back to kissing him. It just got more and more passionate ‘mmm’ he moans. My arms around his neck pulled him closer as he picked me up so I could wrap my legs around his waist, knowing what our plan was for the next two hours.
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Hunter’s P.O.V.
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The way she kissed me in the living room made me shiver… she’s never kissed me like that. Once I picked her up she shrugged off her leather jacket she had on covering her from the cool April air. I carried her to my bedroom and somewhere along the way I lost my jacket. The way she breathed against my neck made me go hard and I moaned. I laid her down on my large bed where we lost the rest of our clothes.
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Once we were both satisfied, I was laying with her wrapped up in my sheets. Her eyes were closed and a smile was on her perfect lips. My hand was placed on her neck as I let my thumb rub against her cheek. I leaned in and kissed her neck and she giggled.

‘That tickles.’ I loved the sound of her voice. I brought my lips up to hers and kissed her smile, which only made her smile more. I slid my hand down her bare body to her waist. Her eyelids slid open.

‘Jackie.’ I sigh. ‘i love you.’ I open up. She slowly traced my cheek with her finger tips.

‘I love you too.’ She said but frowns.

‘What’s wrong baby?’ I ask hating it when she frowns. She turns away, bringing her back to me. I wrapped my arms around her running my lips against her shoulders and collarbone.

‘Did… did you ever love Blaire?’ she softly asks.

‘No.’ I tell her in a low voice.

‘Well, then why were you with her for so long?’ she asks. I staid quiet knowing if I answered that I would seem like a complete pervert. ‘Hunter?’

‘Do you want the truth?’ I press my lips to her shoulders, loving the way I held her, and not wanting to ever let go.

‘Yes, that’s what I would like.’ I could hear the worry in her voice.

‘I… I thought she was good in bed.’ I say. I could feel her sift away from me.

‘Excuse me?’ I look up at her worried face, she was sitting up covering herself with the bed sheets.

‘I thought she was good in bed.’ I repeat, knowing the words pained her.

‘You disgusting pervert!’ she says getting off the bed. I didn’t get a good look at her naked earlier, but now… she looked…. perfect. Her flawless body stormed around the room grabbing her clothes.

‘Oh,’ she stopped to give me a sarcastic look as she said, ‘and am I as good as Blaire in bed?’ she stormed around some more before stopping again. ‘now it all makes sense, you wanted me just to see if I was good in bed too! This was probably your plan all along. You didn’t want me to go with Tony and Pauly cause you wanted to test me out first!’

I got off the bed and took her shoulders.

‘Jackie!’ I yell. ‘Stop.’ this time I was a little more calm. ‘don’t leave me. Just listen.’ She staid silence as if to tell me to continue. ‘When I say I love you, I mean it. I mean ever single letter of it. I love you, and I wouldn’t want to do anything to hurt you. And NO this wasn’t a master plan just to get you in my bed. No, I didn’t even know we were going to do this tonight. I wouldn’t let Tony and Pauly touch you, ever. You aren’t like a car, I’m not going to ‘test you out” I say putting air quotes around the line she used but I continued. ‘you changed me. I used to get drunk, have sex, and do drugs because I though their was no point to life.’

‘That’s not true.’ she murmurs.

‘Exactly.’ I explain. ‘you showed me that their is more to life. I used to be with Blaire only for that reason because I didn’t believe in love, or any of that stuff but when I met you I realized there was more to me and life.’

She just stared at me. Her curls tossled and her eyes sparkling. I sighed and she dropped her clothes and reached up to kiss me. ‘I’m sorry’ she says. ‘i over think things to much and I was worried that you only said I love you cause I gave you my purity. I didn’t think I meant that much to you.’ she explains herself.

‘You mean everything to me, Jackie. I know it hasn’t been long but I love you. I love everything about you. I love the way you can be completely innocent than completely sexy. I love the way you open your mouth when someone pisses you off. I love-’ I was stopped by her kissing again. I felt her tongue enter my mouth again and I moaned, relaxing because she understood. I laid her down on the bed for one more go around.
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Jackie’s P.O.V.
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‘Oh my gosh.’ I breath when we were almost done second time around. Hunter was kissing my neck when I said, ‘stop. we have to stop.’ he pulled his lips away.

‘What?’ he asks just as excited as I was.

‘I need to get home.’ I say looking at the clock. 12:40

‘Five more minutes.’ he whispers in my ear pulling me down with him again. I moaned at the places he touches me. But I sat up again.

‘Seriously. It’ll take me five minutes to get ready and hide the evidence.’ I say pointing to my neck where a hickie was. He sighed.

‘Fine.’ he pouted like a little boy. I laughed and kissed him.

‘Be a good boy.’ I tell him. I got up and put my clothes back on while Hunter watched and frowned. ‘Hunter, you have to get dressed to, you have to take me home.’

‘Fine.’ he pouted again. I looked in front of his full length mirror at my red strapless dress, black long sleeve shirt put under it along with the black fishnets and heals. Arms wrapped around me and just smiled at him in the reflection. He was clothed now in a white shirt and jeans.

‘We should go.’ I say.

‘I wish you could spend the whole night with me.’ he sighs.

‘Me too. but I have a family waiting.’ I tell him.

‘Okay, let’s go.’ he grabbed his keys and he drove me home turning off the engine in front of my house.

‘Thanks for tonight.’ I tell him.

‘Any time baby.’ he tells me kissing me one last time that night. ‘i love you.’

‘Love you too.’ I smile getting out of his car. we were five minutes early actually and I once I got inside I told my daddy goodnight and headed up stairs to bed for the night. I was in perfect contentment as I snuggled under my covers.
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Vanessa opened the note…and it said:” meet me after school, behind the gym..at 2:30 p.m…and if ya don’t come we’ll put ya brother Jake in a small place..without his inhaler and oxygen….from-None of Ya Business.” when Vanessa finished reading the letter she felt awful and scared….(Vanessa’s thoughts:I-I don’t know what to do anymore…should I tell Jake…no then that would make it worse for him since he’s popular..I-I can’t decide..:’( …help…) Vanessa got out of class her face was blank and pale… And she just stood in front of her locker doing nothing…then someone touched her shoulder..when she turned around she saw Jake. Then Vanessa tried to give him a smile,but failed and came out sad.. then Jake asked, “What’s wrong..you were happier early..did something happen when I left or when you went to class…is someone picking on you..cause if they are..?”, then he banged his fist into the locker and it made everyone else’s stuff come out(15 people), then Vanessa looked down and saw that Jake’s entire hand was covered in blood and started crying.

Then Jake asked,”It was Brittany Hills wasn’t it…she probably saw me give you a kiss and got jealous,right?”, then Vanessa said,”Who’s that?”, and Jake said,”You know a bratty rich girl who says “Ya” and rhymes a lot…” ,then Vanessa used a lie and said,” W-What..no she didn’t do anything..I-I ahh..just not feeling well..that’s all, a haha…(Vanessa’s thoughts:I’m such a horrible liar I hope the bell rings so I can be lucky and run away before he walks me to class…). But before Jake could say anything the bell rang and Vanessa ran away to class,but she dropped the note and Jake picked it up and read it…. When Vanessa got into p.e.she didn’t know what to do, she was about to ask a teacher but then she bumped into someone and they both fell and got knock out….( Vanessa’s thoughts:maybe I should’ve told Jake about the note…), then someone shook them and they opened their eyes and then Vanessa was shocked who it was and couldn’t believe it..it was some kind tall shy girl who had long black hair all the way down to her knees and she looked pretty, but scared of Vanessa… Then Vanessa asked,” A-Are you ok..” , but before Vanessa could finish the girl pointed nervously and said, “Look b-behind you….”, then Vanessa looked behind her and saw….to be continued…

“You ready honey?” Ann named out from downstairs.
“Almost!” Kara known as back. She took one last appear in the mirror. She let her lengthy brown hair fall down her shoulders and had it straightened. She wore just jeans and a white V-neck; casual but not too casual.
Ann came into the room and looked at Kara. “You look fantastic.”
“Thanks, Mom.” She sighed. “Man. I actually want him to like me.”
“I know. I want him to like you too!” her mom laughed.
“Do you feel he does?”
“He asked you out, didn’t he?”

“Yeah, but was it like for an actual date? Or was he just becoming a friend? I mean, I’ve been wondering if our relationship truly means one thing.”
“Well, you will discover out tonight.” Just then the doorbell rang. Kara sighed, then squealed. Ann laughed and went downstairs even though Kara took an additional appear in the mirror.
“Here goes absolutely nothing!” She heard voices coming from downstairs and left the room.
“Hey Kara,” Michael greeted her as she came down the stairs.
“Hey.” She smiled back.
“She looks so gorgeous,” he thought. He had been wondering if she was interested in him, or if she just regarded as him as a friend. It was driving him crazy. He was hoping that tonight would give him closure…

“That was fantastic!” Kara exclaimed as they left the auditorium. Your brother did awesome.
“I know. I’m so proud!” He began looking about for his brother. There were about two hundred folks there. The show was quite well done and Kara did have a whole lot of enjoyable. She met Michael’s parents and older brother, who was equally as cute. She wondered if they liked her.
“Good job man!” Michael said to his brother, hugging him.
“Thanks.” Jake smiled. He was only ten, but he played the portion of Jesus.
“This is my friend Kara,” he introduced me.
“Hi Jake. You did awesome!”

“Thanks,” he replied. “Friend, huh?” He turned to Michael. Kara blushed.
“Yeah, just friend.” Michael pushed him playfully.
“We’re gonna go,” his mom started, “but we’ll see you later Mike. It was good to meet you Kara.”
“You too,” she replied. They all stated their goodbyes and walked to the car.
“Wanna get some coffee?” Michael asked.
“Sure.”
“I’m glad you came tonight,” he said, backing out of the parking lot.
“So am I. Your family’s good.”
“Yeah, not when we’re at residence. But glad you thought so. That’s important to me.”
Kara looked at him and smiled.

“Fruit?” Michael asked.
“Lemon.” I took a sip of my mocha.
“Lemon?” He laughed.
“Yes, lemon. Can I not tell you my favorite fruit?”
He laughed again. “Well yeah… so do you eat it entire? Like with nothing else?”
“Yup! I really like the flavor.”
“So you like sour items.”
Kara’s eyes lit up. “Definitely.” Michael loved it when she smiled. Frankly, Michael loved anything Kara did. He just did not know how to tell her.
“So how did you really feel about tonight?” he asked.
“Feel about?”

“Just the whole night.” He wondered what she was thinking.
“I had a great deal of enjoyable.” She smiled, wanting so badly to tell him she liked him.
“It wasn’t awkward or something?”
“No, not at all. Why would you believe that?”
“I’m just wondering. Since I wanna do this again soon.”
“Oh, undoubtedly.”
“Good.”

“Which means….?” Kara thought, eyebrows raised a bit.
“I want to ask you one thing…” He cleared his throat. Kara waited in anticipation. “What I mean by this, is… I really like you. And I desire to go out again. You know, to get to know one another a lot more.”
“I’d like that,” Kara smiled. Inside she wanted to scream. “And I like you too.”
“Really?” He was relieved.
“Yeah.” Kara was so excited for this new relationship.

I sometimes really feel alone. In my own family. I feel unwanted or that no one listens. It makes me a bit sad.
I just need to go into my own globe. I really feel like sometimes men and women don’t appreciate me. I don’t need to need to prove myself to individuals. Perhaps I’m annoying? Possibly I’m too over the leading?
Being eighteen indicates, I guess, that I have to be very mature. Which, I am mature, but I don’t constantly act it.

I say the wrong issues a good deal. That gets me in trouble. I’ve a fairly massive mouth. Yet I actually attempt my greatest. I attempt to do the correct issues. Getting sarcastic is me. Getting over the best is me.
Do individuals not like… me? Is there one thing wrong with me?
Sometimes I really feel like I’m all alone within the globe. Then I believe about how God said He’d never leave me or forsake me. That shows me I’m not alone.
I guess you’ll find times when issues don’t go as planned, points appear wrong. But God knows how my life is, and He knows exactly how I’ll get via the trials.
Trusting in Him is a tough thing… but it’s one thing I have to do to survive in this globe.