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THIRTY ONE C
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Tell No One THIRTY-TWO A
The chair scraped the ground when Tom stood up. He left the group without a word, just the same smile plastered on his face. When he backed them, the smile faded. He left the lunch bar and headed for his locker. The bell for the next class to begin would go off any minute. While he rummaged through his locker, Tate walked up to him. "Hey." "Hey." He kept his focus on his search."So, I talked to her." Awesome, the her thing again. "Who?" It's not like he didn't know who he was talking about. Tate shifted his weight. "Lacey. I swear mate, ask me who one more ti-" "Shut up. Say her to me one more time, and I would ignore you." It would be a good thing maybe. He definitely wasn't interested in hearing him talk about Lacey. "How do you expect me to know who her is when you also just talked about Lisa Stenton. "Good point. So I talked to Lacey..." He explained what he walked in on with Dennis and what she had said. "I didn't even know what to think of it. And I sti
Tell No One THIRTY-TWO B
Tom and Lacey stood by the door, both watching Sadey complain and give her reasons why it was necessary she went with them. Tom couldn't help smiling at how cute Sadey looked as she spoke, her big pleading eyes making him give in. He looked at Lacey who just kept shaking her head. Her will was stronger than his when it came to Sadey apparently. " I'll tell mom." "What? Why would you do that? This is supposed to be our secret." Tom said. "We might not be back till past your bed time. It's a school night and mother would be worried if she gets back and you're not here." "She'll be worried about you too and you get to go." She stamped her feet whining. "It's also a school night.""What if we get you something. Would you like that instead? What do you want?" Tom's suggestion had her excited. "Umm... choc- no! Ice cream." "There's ice cream here." He glared at Lacey, wondering why she would say that. "It's vanilla. I want strawberry flavou
Tell No One THIRTY-TWO C
"Toby!" Sawyer called out when his father's assistant walked through the door. Tom raised his eyes over his phone for a second and went right back to texting. "Hey! You got the suits." Why is Sawyer so excited? He looked up again and noticed the black suits Toby held in each hand. "What's going on?""You're attending a gala tonight." Toby replied. "Your father can't make it, so you would both be attending in his place." "Finally. I know why you're here." Tom stood up from the couch. "Well, you weren't answering dad's calls. He needed to know how you were and this just kills two birds with one stone. It's not a bad thing." "I never said it was. You should have told me. What time is this thing?" He asked Toby. "In two hours.""You still have time to do nothing." Sawyer elbowed Tom lightly, took his suit from Toby and headed towards the stairs. Tom sighed and followed after him. The boys stepped out of the car and headed up stai
Tell No One THIRTY-THREE A
Lacey slammed her door shut. What the hell was that? Standing in the middle of her room, she flexed her fingers and looked around, with Marvin's words repeating in her head over and over again. Making her grow hot with rage. Why on earth would he say that? That was his problem? But right now, she didn't want to be alone. She called Tom. "Hey. Can I come over?" There was no controlling the anger in her voice. "Yeah. Is everything okay?""No." She didn't want to vent or cry. She just wanted to be with someone who would comfort her without words. "Should I come pick you up?" He sounded concerned.She had no intention of telling him any of what had happened in the last ten minutes. Again all she wanted was to be around someone. Him to be specific. "No. I'll be there on my own." She adjusted her large t-shirt and leggings and rushed out the room. "The least she could do is defend herself." She heard Marvin say. "Lacey won't. She won't because
Tell No One THIRTY-THREE B
Tate's legs shook anxiously as he watched Lacey doing whatever it was she was doing. The fact that for days she had been giving him the slip and when he finally did get her to talk to him she just blurted at most four words and left was getting very annoying and frustrating. Yet no matter how many times he told himself to stop, he just couldn't. It may be frustrating, but it was what he wanted, a girl he would spend more time going after than he usually would. "She's really getting to you isn't she?" George's point brought him out of his thoughts. "It's not just me she's avoiding. I'm practically being treated the way Dennis is treated. She's like-" "Diana." David completed. "Remember how Bradley and Christopher both wanted to take her to prom and turns out Darin was hooking up with her?" "Maybe she has a Darin." George added.Tate shook his head. "She hasn't mentioned the boyfriend so I doubt it." He faced the boys. "Damn it! It's like she's this rear thin
Tell No One ONE
She tapped the door lightly and waited impatiently for whoever was on the other side to open up. With her hands in her pockets her feet tapped the ground, excitement running through her like warm water. The door flew open, and there with a smile stood his mother. "Good evening Lacey" his mother greeted. "He's in his room." she said pointing down the long hall way. Lacey nodded and headed down the hall. One more night, one more night and she would be gone for an entire year without being able to see her friends or talk to them. Her parents had said no distractions and she couldn't protest. The others did it already. She stepped into his room, arms stretched out, but stopped when she saw the picture in front of her. Her hands dropped to her sides, disdain in her eyes. "Jody?" She spat out in confusion "and Dennis?" she laughed, denial filling her every thought. Her friend jumped off of her boyfriend's bed in fear. "
Tell No One TWO
Her heart beat faster again as she stepped into the class room. Her eyes cast downward while her art teacher re-introduced her to the entire class. She raised her head sharply and spotted dear Jody in the far corner, eyes bent over her note darting from one page to the other. Then she bent her's again and took the closest empty seat which was the one closest to the door and the first in the first row. She took out her book as the indistinct chatter about her late entrance was quieted down by her teacher. Few moments later the class bell rung, and the entire class began to leave before the teacher could finish his last sentence. Quickly, she got to her feet and followed the crowd out the class and into the hallway. With her books tightly held to her chest, her long flowing gypsy skirt swished as the made her way to her new locker. Dreading coming back to school, she had managed to convince her mother to let
Tell No One THREE
Walking into her room she tossed her bag on her bed and went straight to her reading table, eager to write the things that had filled her mind all throughout school. She pulled her chair and took a seat, moving her laptop out of the way she took out a blue patterned note book and its matching pen and started: -Ialwayswonderedwhatitwouldbeliketodatethemall,theniceguy,thestarycrush,theonetime
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