"What did you say Ms.Avery?" Mr. Fisher sounding shocked at what she said. Shit, I'm shocked too. I couldn't have gotten a little memo that she was going to say that.

"I said Damon likes Jaz. That's what we were talking about. Right Jaz?" I turn to her with wide eyes. She gives me a look that says just go with it. I turn back to Mr. Fisher.

"Oh yes-yes, of course we were talking about that. That us what you asked us to say, right?"

Before Mr. Fisher can interrogate us even further, the sound of the bell rings through our ears, signaling for us to leave class. I slowly turn to Avery, giving her a hard glare. Does she not know what she has done?!?!

"What?" I roll my eyes and grab her hand, pulling her put of the school, not before I grab my bag. As we go through the halls, kids look our way, or I should say my way. Some give me shocked looks, some give me the dirtiest glare they can give, I even heard someone mention I said that just for attention. I didn't even say it though! Well kind of.....whatever! Once we get to my old car, I turn to Avery's direction pissed off.

"What the hell do you mean what?!? You just told our freaking class that Damon likes me!" She shrugs her shoulders as if I were talking about the weather! This is serious! Damon is not someone you should mess with. He's not social with many people, except Blake, his best friend. If you turn him off the wrong way, he'll come after you. You would then be on his target radar, and not the good one.

"I didn't lie when I said this, you know". I look up at her with intrigued eyes, slightly getting closer to her. This is a true statement. Avery never lies. Ever. Ever since 2nd grade, when we met, she has never disowned me in any way, especially what happened in 7th grade when... That's not Tue point right now!

"What do you mean Avery?"

"I mean.... Remember yesterday when I had to stay after school for detention?" I think for a minute, my eyes furrowing in confusion, until I feel the sudden realization hit me like a tone of bricks. Apparently, our science teacher, Mr. Ross hates people talking in his class, so yesterday when we were talking in class, he only caught Avery talking, resulting in her having a detention. I know, very stupid.

"Yea, I remember. Why?" I question her. She let's out a breath before continuing, as if she were nervous to say the rest. She leans against the trunk of my car.

"Well when I was walking out of detention, I went to my locker to get s few things, but that's when I heard hushed voices speaking. Me being the curious one, I closed my locker and eavesdropped on the people who were talking, them being Damon and Blake. And ...... They were talking about you." I give her a questioning look. Why in the hell were they talking about me?

"How so?" I question. Again, she inhales and exhales a breath of air.

"Damon was talking about like, "I don't know if I can go through this. I've never been through thus before. She's making it difficult" Then out of nowhere, Damon shows Blake a picture of you. He also said something like, "I can't let her find out. It'll ruin everything." It was just really weird Jaz. I think they're hiding something. And sooner or later, you're going to be involved in it."

I just stood there, leaning against trunk of the car, like Avery, and just think. This is so confusing. Why would they be talking about me anyway? Then I think back to why we were talking about this.

"But how do you know he likes me? He could have been talking about something else... Right?" She gives me a shrug with her shoulders, starting to walk to her car.

"I don't know Jaz. When he mentioned you, he had this weird look in his eyes, as if he enjoyed talking about you, so I assumed he liked you." I blanch at this. But she's not completely sure if he does, therefore starting a rumor for the school to talk about!

" Ugh Avery! Now you started something, and you don't even know if you're one hundred percent right!"

She turns to me, about to get into her car, which was right next to mine.

"I'm really good at reading people Jaz. I wouldn't have said that if I wasn't sure if it was accurate. I know I'm accurate. See you tomorrow!!!"

I wave at her, saying bye, and get I to my car. Why was Damon talking about me? I mean, c'mon, he just can't like me. How would he? I'm not considered hot or pretty.... To myself at least. No. There I'd just no way he could like me. No way. But again, what was he hiding? How was it so important, they were whispering about it, after school hours? And why does it involve me? I barely know the guy! The only thing he ever said to me was "Stay away from me!" But it still makes me wonder...

I look up to start driving, but then I notice Blake running to where Damon is, a worried/pissed off look on his face, by his car. Blake mumbles something in Damon's eye and he flames up. He yelled so loud, I heard it from inside my car. Did I mention his car was right next to mine? The more I think about it, when did Damon get there? Probably after I got inside the car.

I don't think he knows I'm in here...

"Avery and Jasmine said what?!?" Then Damon spoke a little quieter when he noticed people staring at the both of them, but I still heard him. I more slightly more to the right of the driver seat, trying to hear more, my elbow slightly touching the horn.

"Jasmine won't know what's coming for her. I warned her to stay away from me, but I guess it hasn't fucking clicked in her head yet." I widen my eyes at this, causing me to slip from my position, my elbow jabbing into the horn, making everyone turn to the noise of the horn going off.

Damon and Blake turn to my car, seeing me looking petrified. Damon's eyes darken, storming very to my car. Before he could get here, I start my car and drive out of the parking lot, not before seeing him give me a glare mouthing,

just wait until tomorrow.

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I unlock the door to the house and walk in to see my mother on the couch, tapping her foot rapidly. Why is she so anxious? I haven't seen her like this ever since... Oh no. I run to her, dropping my bag by the front door.

"What's wrong?" She stands up, holding my shoulders. She let's out a defeated sigh and gives me a knowing look. Oh God, I know that look from a mile away.

"He's out of jail honey." I just stand there, thinking why. My eyes swell up with tears before they come crashing down like bullets.

"I-I t-thought he was l-locked up for g-good?!?" I sputter out. My mom comes to me, giving me a comforting hug, which I gladly take. She rubs comforting circles on my back, shushing me from my quiet sobs.

"Me too honey. But they sent a letter this morning saying he got out." I sniffle, getting out of my mother's warm embrace.

"We are gonna have to warn Avery about this. He hurt them too." My mom noticed I was about to cry, so she brought me into another hug, gently shushing me again.

"Don't worry honey. We moved out of New York for a reason. He can't find us now. He can't hurt us anymore. Ok?" I shake my head yes, continuing to hug her.

But how long will it take before he finds us again?

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