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TWENTY-EIGHT C
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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
Tell No One THIRTY ONE B
"Have you seen her?" Tate asked Tom once he found him among some friends. "Who?""Lacey." What's wrong with just calling her name? Everyone always says her first. That isn't even the problem. What did he mean by has he seen her? Did he leave her again? He told her she could move around, did she do that? She had to be around here somewhere. Was she safe? She doesn't know anyone here, anything could happen. "No." He did his best to hide his concern. "She's you're date dude. Don't ask me." Tate tilted his head, he didn't like Tom's attitude. "Really?""What? I haven't seen her." Tate sighed and rubbed the back of his neck. "Keep looking, before she ends up drugged somewhere." That was his own fear. He shuddered at the thought. The second Tate turned away from him, he took out his phone and called her. "Where are you?" He said when she picked, walking away from the group. "Walking home.""Why?" He walked out the front door. He can't draw too much attention to himself
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