Some call it love, I call it lies

chapter nine

Chapter nine

It was a wensday when I asked him. I asked him in a note. This is what it said:

Robert,

I know there's something different about you. I'm in love with you, but i need to know. I can't go on knowing you have a secret and are hiding it. Please tell me. I wouldn't ever judge you, but I have to know. Please.

Love you always, Fang.

I gave the note to him after first period, then without another word I walked to second period hoping that he would trust me enough to tell me his secret.

As I said before I had randel smith in my second period which was history. It just so happened that we were working In partners that day. "okay class", said Mrs Welten, " get into your groups that were assigned at the beginning of the year." As you could probly guess, mine was randel smith. Randel wasn't too bad looking. He had brown hair and eyes that were almost... Grey. It looked grey but it could also be silver. It didn't look like he was blind though they were just simply, grey.

I decided that I was going to try to prepare myself for what the reply to that note was. As we were working on an essay about the world war two I brought it up. "so your friends with Robert?", I asked. "yea, we've been friends since we were toddlers. Same with the rest of the group.". He brought the group thing up for himself, so I went with it. "Group?" I asked as if I didn't know what he was talking about. "Yea. Including me and Robert there's seven of us. I'm the youngest in the group. The oldest one is Sullivan, sully, and the others are chancton wright, Matt Reston, reiley denton, and then Jake Ryans." well at least now I knew who the people were. "what kind of 'group' are y'all though?", I asked.

"we arnt a type of group, were just freinds." he replied. I knew he was lying, he had to be. I was going to get something out of him, I was deturmened. "look, I know there's something different about Robert, I'm not mental, what is it that's such a deadly secret that you can't tell me?" I said, anticipation in my voice. His face went blank and hard and for the slightest second his eyes turned red and then he said "Stay. Away. Stay away or you WILL get hurt. Don't get involved, or you'll regret it, that is if you would get the chance." something about him turned amazingly scary in such a short time. I didn't know what it was that this group was hiding, and I wasn't sure I wanted to know. But once again there was that something pushed me on, making me want to understand this. No matter what it meant.