Later that day, I found myself sitting at a table alone. I didn't want to sit with either Tweak or Craig because I knew that both would put me in a bad situation. So here I sat alone once again. It was fine, though. Having friends for a day was nice, but it was full of drama. Drama that I did not want.

"Did you pour catnip on yourself in the girls' bathroom?" a monotone voice asked.

I looked up to see Craig and my who face went red. "She said it was really good for your skin..."

He looked at me for a while longer. "So you poured it on yourself..."

"Well I uh....yeah," I quietly muttered.

He burst out laughing. "You're weird. Why are you sitting over here? Was it the catnip thing? Are you embarrassed? There is no need to be. All the guys thought it was equally as funny."

"I um- Tweak talked to me today," I said.

Craig's amusement faded quickly. "What did he say? What happened?"

"It was nothing serious. He just wanted me to start hanging out with him. That's why I didn't sit over with you guys. I just don't want to start anything," I explained.

Craig quickly sat down, keeping a serious face. "(Y/N), I'm only going to say this once, you cannot trust him. He looks like a sad, nervous, helpless boy, but he's not. He'll use that to manipulate you."

I began to get all confused with what I was supposed to be doing. I was confused with what to trust. I wanted to trust Craig, but as Tweak as bad of a guy as Craig made him seem?

"Craig, can I talk to you, like after school or something?" I asked. "I'll sit with you today, but like I really want to talk to you in private."

"I have practice, but I can come pick you up afterward?" He offered.

"My parents don't really let me leave the house late...but I could probably make something work," I smiled.

He gave me a small almost unnoticeable smile before we got up and walked to the table, where the boys continued to ask me about the catnip.