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Tell No One TWENTY-EIGHT C
Tom had his party. And it was exactly what he wanted. Something to get his mind off of Lacey. But by morning everything came flooding back with a massive headache. So for another fix, he looked forward to Tate's party. Where he did it all again. Drank, got drunk and had a hell of a night until morning. They were great nights but by the end of the hours he was consumed by his thoughts of her. "Yeah dude I heard." Sawyer laughed over the phone. "Dad was flipping out. You wouldn't answer your phone so he called me." "Wait till you hear everything." Lacey's siblings knew about them so why not Sawyer? Sawyer had no connection with anyone in school... Besides Tate. He just had to know he couldn't tell anyone. He told him everything and Sawyer listened quietly. "She has to be one heck a girl Tom, cause even I blame you." Tom grunted. "So you want her back?" "Like crazy dude. The more I see her the more I want her back and" He sighed. "I don't know dude. It's driving me cra
Tell No One TWENTY NINE A
Guilty and fidgeting, the freshman looked around the library hoping no one was looking his way. Two other boys approached him looking more excited than him. "We're all here. Let's go." One of the boys who came up to him said. He was thinner than the one beside him and the fidgeting boy. "I don't think this is a good idea."The boy beside the thin one scoffed. "And you're just saying this now? Cory snatched a pack from his dad's stash. We're doing this. We're going under the bleachers and we're doing this." They whispered among themselves. "No we're not going to smoke this under the bleachers like every other student does." Cory stated... Cory being the thin boy. "The back of that burning house is perfect. No one goes there." "Because it's a burnt house. A little mishap and it just might go up in flames. I'm not doing this. It's really a bad idea." "Fine. Be a wuss then." The boy beside Cory said."Nothing is going to go wrong Joe. So come on. What happened to
Tell No One TWENTY NINE B
Anita caught Lacey just as she was about to lock her locker. "Oh look it's baby Lacey." She rushed to her with Fay and Bethany closely behind. Both chorused "awww..." Lacey smiled and turned to them. "No one say anything crazy okay? We don't want to upset our little baby." Fay said, patting Lacey's cheek. "I wouldn't dream of it." Bethany placed her hand on her chest. "She does look cute when she cries though." "So cute.""This is old guys. It's been two days." "Yes. Well, we've never seen you cry." Fay said."Yeah. We missed the last one." Lacey turned to Anita. "Last one?""Yeah. When you saw Dennis and Jody." Another reminder. "I didn't cry.""Really?" Bethany almost gasped. "At...""Drop it guys. If she cries I'll hurt you both." Fay warned before Bethany could continue. "Did you say something to hurt baby Lacey's feeling again?" Jody joined them. "Don't listen to them Lacey." She went to Lacey and hugged her. "But if you do cry, then I'm here
Tell No One TWENTY NINE C
Lacey opened up her locker and her eyes instantly fell on the items that had been left there. A neatly folded note and a pink rose. Could it be? Has Tom lost his mind and decided to leave a note and a rose in her locker? She took out the note, looked around the crowded hallway for any sign of the girls before she opened it. 'A Rose for you my lovely. Forgive the past and let us shape the future together. Lovely Lacey, I miss you. Please go out with me tonight and we can talk about everything and clear up everything. I miss you. I'll play you a new piece I did. Dennis.' Seeing the name written below it, she sighed. He was writing poems now? It wasn't even poetry, it was just words. The fact that the word 'lovely' was in there was enough to know it wasn't Tom. Frankly, it was disappointing. At least it wasn't Tom. Imagine if someone saw Tom opening her locker. How the heck did Dennis even get her locker open? And aside from that, did he really think mentioning
Tell No One THIRTY A
She looked at her with an itch to say something mean. Something terrible to hurt her feelings. Her intended victim didn't know what was coming. Not until she passed three sinks and stood beside her. She folded her arms, rested her weight on her left hip and glared at the mirror. The small smile on her victim's face vanished when she looked up at the mirror and saw her glaring at her. "Why are you here?" Was that rhetorical? She freed one hand and pointed at her in the mirror. "Seriously. Why are you here? And I don't mean in the restroom, I mean at this school. You have friends but I seriously can't see why they would hang out with you." A girl came out of one of the bathroom stalls just in time to give her comment. "Oh! Abby, maybe she's like a stray pet. You know, like those animals that people only take in out of pity." The tap was turned on. Abby laughed. "You're right. A little hippie pet for Jody and the others." "There was a flush and another girl appeared. "I
Tell No One THIRTY B
Lacey's right hand held up her head while she waited patiently for their next teacher to walk into the classroom. With each passing second, she got bored. It was easy to just pick a side and listen to the endless chatter that the other students were bringing up. But she didn't feel like it. And neither did she feel like going to sit with the girls. She let out a puff of air and closed her eyes slowly. When she opened her eyes again, there was a junior student nervously looking at her. "Umm... are you Lacey? He said to go to the girl with the ponytail." She nodded. Wondering who this he who said could be. Half a dozen roses were dropped on her desk, roses she didn't notice the junior was holding. Dennis. Who else would send roses. "Uhh... kid-""OMG!" And here come the girls surrounding her. He cleared his throat, took out a folded piece of paper, unfolded it and read; "Since you won't listen to me. Maybe you would listen to him..." "Is that from Dennis? Wow! This is s
Tell No One THIRTY C
That smug look on his face, she couldnt stop seeing that smug look on Tom's face when Tate walked up to her. What was he thinking? What was she thinking? She was furious, so furious that she pushed open the front door and walked in without closing it. She started up the stairs. "Lacey!" She heard her name. Startled, she missed the next step, nearly falling foreward. She gasped, stood up straight and turned around. Seeing Tom standing before the threshold, looking rage full at her, she walked back down. "What the hell!"He walked in. "What the hell me? What the hell you! Why?!" He slammed the door. "Why would you do that?" "To wipe that smug look off your face." She pointed at him."What? Why?" "Because you bloody knew! You knew he would do that and you let him." His anger was fading. Was she justified? "So you said yes? I did try to stop him." "Then you could have warned me.""What would you do then?" "I would have avoided him. Whenever I know somethi
Tell No One THIRTY ONE A
The girl slid her hands up Tom's chest. "Are you seriously like treating me this way?" He laughed nervously. Thank goodness for David taking Lacey away. He held her wrists and stepped back. "I haven't really had time. But tell me, how am I treating you?" He folded his arms. "Like Umm... well." She looked up, creasing her forehead as she thought. "Okay, for like, starters, you're treating me like I don't exist." He smirked. "Really? How so?"She gasped. "You ass." She hit his arm. "You're like totally not taking this seriously." "I might be." He laughed."No, you're not. "You're not mad at me anymore are you?"She rolled her eyes and folded her arms. "I so am. A whole lot more than I was five minutes ago." He chuckled. She eyed him. "Okay so I'm not." "Hey don't keep him all to yourself Shels." Another girl rested her elbow on his shoulder. "Thomas Wade, where the hell have you been?" He looked from one girl to the other "Uhh... school. My school. I'm allo
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Tell No One THIRTY-EIGHT A
Hands on her hips, a stern look on her face and her friends beside her, she watched Jody walking down the hall among other students. "Jody right?" She got the girl's attention. A smirk taking over the stern look. "Yeah?" Jody walked up to them."You're the witch's friend aren't you?" "I don't know any witch.""Ugh! Lacey." She rolled her eyes. "Oh! I said friend. But that's not remotely true." "What do you mean by that?" Jody folded her arms. "I am Lacey's friend." "You don't have to play that game with me.""I'm not playing." She scoffed. "Yeah. Sure. But, you did see me and my friends by her locker. I know that for a fact." "What are you talking about?""I'm not buying the fake innocence. She saw you" She pointed at one of the girls beside her. "Look at us getting into Lacey's locker, she saw you walk away." Jody wanted to speak, she cut her off. "The day the witch had that locker room incident." J
Tell No One THIRTY-SEVEN C
He didn't hear from Lacey after school and he didn't call her. Instead, he thought he needed to talk to someone older than him to make sense of everything. After all, she's upset with him and he's upset with her. No sense whatsoever. But when Sawyer rubbed his face, and shook his head, he couldn't help wondering why. He just heard the whole story and that was his reaction. Shaking his head and now a chuckle? He was quickly regretting his choice. "I wonder why I didn't just zone out when you started talking." Tom glared at Sawyer's face on his phone. "You're an idiot Tom. You know that?" "What?" "Maybe I should date her. And you stopped therapy." "What is it?!" His patience wearing thin, he chose to ignore those comments. "What did she tell you?" "The therapist?" "No! Lacey. When she said she didn't want Tate or the school to know about you guys, what was her reason?" His forehead creased. "Opinions. Something about opinions. What ab
Tell No One THIRTY-SEVEN B
After not particularly enjoying the party, since his mind was filled with thoughts of opposites and things in common, he went home. The silence of the house could have been soothing if he wasn't so consumed by what the two girls had said to him. The more he thought about it, he got restless. So he called Lacey. She picked on the first ring. "You are lucky I'm awake." "Damn it! I didn't even think of that." He clicked his tongue and rubbed his forehead. "How was it?" "It was okay. A lot of people asked about you. Kept telling them you were busy." "Wouldn't they expect me to be out with you next time?" "Then I'll tell them something else." He didn't wait for her to reply. "We're different." That wasn't how he wanted to bring it up. "Of course we're different. I'm a girl, you're a boy." "No. I mean, like we have nothing in common." "Ohhhh! Someone put it in your head didn't they? You're a little late to this party."
Tell No One THIRTY-SEVEN A
How hard could it be to pay attention in class? Cory shook his legs impatiently, trying desperately not to call out to his friend and tell him what he had heard. When the bell finally rung and students got to their feet, he wanted to go to him and report the news. But damn it they were still in class and who knows who might hear what. When they were out of class, he went to him. Joe following behind them, as if he knew something was up. Almost every time they talked they had to look over their shoulders, and this time was no different. After all, they started a fire that could have spread further than it had. "They aren't searching for anyone." Cory blurted out. They each looked around, though students were walking all around, in their own worlds. Who would care to listen to their conversation? "What are you talking about?" Their friend asked, Joe listened with crossed arms. "The fire." He whispered the phrase. "They aren't searching for a culprit." Co
Tell No One THIRTY-SIX C
"Enjoying the table Lacey?" She planted her hands on her hips. The group fell silent. Lacey cast her eyes down. It's all part of the getting it over with process right? "You had these two fighting." Abby stated. "So in the end I was right. I heard you've been together for a while. She did steal you from me!" The students around heard that. Tom scoffed. "It was after the kiss in front of the class." "So what? You are under her spell!" Everyone definitely heard that. "The little witch!" Of course he was under her spell. He's crazy about her. "Did you hear me say it was after the kiss in front of the class?" Tom got up, jaw clenched, clearly getting angry. "Do I need to repeat it?" "Bu-" "It was after the kiss in front of the class!" He yelled. He too knows how to get everyone's attention. Lacey bent her head to hide her smile. "You know very well why I broke up with you. So this crap has to stop. It is for the sake of your reputation that none of u
Tell No One THIRTY-SIX B
He hadn't gotten the chance to talk to Tom yet. He saw the videos and heard it from the guys but he hadn't talked to him yet. Seeing them standing there like he hadn't been asking her out weeks ago made him so angry. So angry at the thought of Tom doing this to him. Ready to hit something, something he had been waiting to do since he found out, he slammed his locker shut and stumped over to the new couple by Lacey locker. Tom saw him and his smile faded away. "Good. You see me. That's a perfect reaction." Tate punched him. Tom bent over, holding his left side below his ribs where the punch had landed. "You took her right from under me!" He went in for another punch but Tom dodged it, still bending. A crowd was forming. Lacey had stepped back. "She's not yours to take!" Tate hit him again. Tom can't fight his best friend. Not when his reason for being angry is right... ish. "You knew. You knew I- and you do this?!" He hit him. Over and over while the stude
Tell No One THIRTY-SIX A
Lacey pulled out the band that held her hair up the moment they drove away from the school. Becket glanced at her, worried. "Are you okay?" She was hiding her feelings again. Looking out the window, she answered, "No." She felt numb. The entire school had watched her call for Tom and then seen them together. Why had she shouted? She could have just called his cell phone. Now they aren't a secret anymore. The whole school really should have burnt down. With Lacey gone, all eyes were on him. It didn't help that of course, a few phones were out and obviously there are now many videos and photos of them. The silent crowd was beginning to chatter. Unlike Lacey, he could handle the crowd. He held his head high and walked back to his car. He looked at Shocked David and George standing in front of his car watching him and spoke before they could. "Move." "Dude wh-" "Move. Don't make me ask again." He cut George off. Damn it. He wanted everyone to
Tell No One THIRTY-FIVE C
Lacey stared at Becket who wouldn't stop smirking as he drove her to school. The motorcycle was not needed. "We would have made things better ourselves." There was no way Marvin and Darin would get that involved in her relationship with Tom. So who else if not him? "What are you talking about?" He couldn't stop smirking, his lips twitching. "You and Sadey. Getting Tom and I to talk." "What? Marv-" "No." "You're right." He sighed. "You both looked so sad. At least he did anyway. Always hiding your feelings." He stated. "I asked Sadey if you were fine and she said no. So. I thought you know... It took a lot to get her to agree." "Thanks. You might have helped before. But it wouldn't have taken anything to end that call the moment I knew it was him." "I'm glad you di-" His phone rang and he tapped on his bluetooth earpiece. "Good morning ma'am." "Are you taking Lacey to school?" Lucille asked. "As we speak." "Not on that
Tell No One THIRTY-FIVE B
He sat in his living room glaring at the TV. All his questioning and she hadn't said a word. Not a thing. The thought of it made him want to punch something. But his hands were already hurting. He looked at them and Becket's words came back to him. Why would he say that? He got to his feet. Why should he go back to Tate. What could Tate possibly say? He grabbed his car keys and walked out of the house. Why was he even doing what Becket said? "So you guys just kissed? After that life threatening threat?" He asked when he got the chance. Both boys sitting in Tate's game room. "Well not exactly." Tate answered.Lacey found the nearest empty class after meeting with the guidance counsellor and was pacing. Her forehead creased in thought. The girls were still busy trying to explain why they had been unable to help her with Abby. It was clear and obvious to her that Jody played a part in it. She was in the locker room after all and she came up with the game idea. The stupid
