The moles (a Hatfilms fan fic)

Chapter 5: the project (pt 2)

Abree's pov:

I had finally finished my homework in study and began to pick up my stuff but my books where quickly pushed down.

"Hey nerd." I heard a familiar voice say. I sighed looking up to see a devious smith.

"What do you want jack ass." I said and a smirk appeared across his face, his mesmerizing blue eyes locked onto me.

"We have to do that stupid project remember." he said. I glared at him.

"Why do you care, it's not like you care about your grades anyway. You only care about how many blow jobs you get weekly." I said and he laughed shaking his head. His laugh sounded almost fake.

"My dad's going to kill me if I get another bad grade." he said "So let's do this before I get condemned ok." I sigh and roll my eyes at him.

"Not now, I was about to go to the book store-." He cut me off

"Wow you are a nerd." he said. I hit the side of his face and he flinched slightly. I'm surprised I could even reach his face.

"Do you want me to do this project with you or not curly." I said, he let out a small fake chuckle. I had never seen his comical side with me it was more I'm going to kill you act 100% of the time, or maybe he was putting up a facade so he could get me in on the project.

"Cut the facade by the way." I said grabbing my bag and my books. He clenched his jaw and grabbed my shirt collar. I looked at him bluntly not showing the fear I had inside.

"What ever nerd." he said letting go of temptation and letting go of my shirt collar. I was dominate in this situation, because he needed me.

We walked out of the school library trying to not be next to each other and as far away as possible.

"We're taking my car." he says not looking at me. I sigh brushing aside a piece of hair and placing his behind my ear. We began walk to his black car but he paused staring at a few cheerleaders.

I sigh at first thinking how much of a perve he is but then I realize someone from the school news paper is there interviewing them, camera in hand. It is known that the head of the school newspaper runs the gossip girl site, one picture of us together..... gossip begins.

"That slut URGH I hate her." he said "She put up a rumor that almost made Ross kill me." Spreads stupid fake rumors, revenge may be in order.

"What rumor did she spread making Ross want to kill you." I asked. He sighed watching the head news girl walk away letting her blonde hair flow perfectly.

"coast clear." he says and walks to the car. I follow him and question him again.

"What was the rumor!" He opens the car door not answering my question. I follow his action and open the passenger side.

"Wow you can be up front. I thought they didn't let you up front because your so tiny." He said giving a genuine laugh and I punch him in the arm. He gave me a smirk and started the car and we drove away. I rested my head against the window and stared out into the passing shops.

I cuddled my book closer to my body feeling the rim of the book wondering what the rumor could be.

Murder, noooo smith isn't that evil right.

Stealing, possibly just taking something but that's not really something to kill over.

secrets, Smith spreading around a secret again possible.

Cheating, very possible.

"Seriously tell me why the rumor was!" I said. He sighed giving up to my constant questioning.

"Ok fine, a fucking rumor was going around the Ross has a fetish for eating shit, and that news girl slut put it as the front page article calling him eat shit boy." He said gripping tightly onto the steering wheel. "The fucking slut told him that I gave her the idea and wrote the article for her."

I began to contemplate a scheme. Stalking would be involved... wait why am i getting revenge for smith! I dont like him! Do I? URGH! I banged my head against the window putting smiths attention to me. He opened to his mouth to say something but then stopped and put his attention back to the road.

Kill me.

Violets pov:

I held onto trott as we drove on his motorcycle. He seemed to grow to me holding onto him for dear life. We stopped at a stoplight, and I glanced at our surroundings. I saw a few cheerleaders from our school come out of a cafe and watched as their eyes widened at me and trott. They reconized me holding tightly onto trott. I saw them whisper silently to each other. I quickly pulled out my special finger, showing it to them, as the light turned green, and we speed away.

"Nice finger" Trott said laughing. I blushed slightly and pushed my face in his shirt hiding it from his sight. I loved the feeling of being this close to him.

Sadly we reached the destination too soon for my liking. I took off my helmet to see Trott already heading for a Willow tree. I walked through the grassy field following him.

"why are we here." I ask. I look over to see him crouched by a stone implanted in the ground.

In memory of

Alyssa Trott

1999 October 4th -2012 september 12th

I look at him my mouth agape slightly.

"She was autistic and she had leukemia." He said. I noticed tears rimming his eyes. "She died before she could finally turn 13." He stands up wiping his eyes. I walk closer to him, and pull him into a hug.

"She was the sweetest kid ever, and people use to make fun of her." he cried on my shoulder. "they didn't see her heart before her skin."

"if we're sharing personal shit I'll talk." I mumbled leaving his hug.

"When I was born my father didn't want anymore children after me." I said. Tears began to rim my eyes. "But my brother came along When I was 8."

"My mom wouldn't have a abortion, and when he came into the world she couldn't give him up." I held my breath, sitting down against the tree.

"He kicked us out, forcing us to live on the street. I remember we had to sleep in a subway bathroom once Because it was raining too hard. After a while someone began to knock on the door. My mom started crying." tears began to roll down my eyes "My mom never cried in front of me before. I knew it was bad so I was so scared." He sat down next to me and I rested my head on his shoulder.

"What happened after that." He asked. I glanced up at him And sighed "The door was opened by a worker at the subway. Her name was Laura. She often took homeless people in and helped them find a job. Without her we would still be on the street."

"Welp I think we learned a lot about each others past." He said giving me a smile. I smiled back. Then something happened that I never thought was possible.

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his lips were against mine

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We need ship names STAT!

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