Chapter 4

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School was done and I was watching Netflix when I got a chat request from Jason. I picked this time as the best time to ask him about the dirt.

Jason: hey what's up?
Me: Netflix and why did you have dirt on your hands and feet today?
Jason: oh that..
Me: yes that, tell me why.
Jason: I was burying something for my parents.
Me: and what would that be?
Jason: if I do, I will have to kill you.
Me: haha very funny. Seriously tell me.
Jason: I'm serious, I will have to kill you.
Me: fine don't tell me ugh, see you tomorrow.

I was furious. Why couldn't Jason tell me? Something is up and I'm going to find out.

    The next day, Jason looked the same, normal same. No dirt anywhere on his body. I knew from mystery movies I've seen, that you have to act like you don't know anything or that your even suspicious. And that was exactly what I was going to do. When chemistry class arrived, Jason sat next to me and wouldn't take his eyes off of me. After about two minutes of staring, I finally asked him why. He answered that he wanted to ask me if he could come over to my house later. I had to think about that idea for a while. I decided to say yes because I could probably 'dish some dirt' out of him.

    My parents weren't going to be home until later tonight. Being alone with stranger in my house gives me chills, but i need to do this. around thirty minutes after school, Jason knocked on my door. Went upstairs to my room and started doing homework. This was maybe the only chance I am going to have to ask him any questions I had.

"So, why did you want to come over today?" I said.
"We need to grow closer if we want this relationship to work."
"I am not so sure about this relationship actually, i mean why do you even want to date me? We only met a few days ago."
"Yes, but i don't want to waist time explaining..."

    Jason's sentence got cut off by the buzzing of his phone. He excused himself from my room to take the call. I need to follow him. His voice was fatal through the door so I couldn't hear him as clear. I could almost her him say "Don't worry, she isn't expecting a thing." Now I became even more worried. Before he ended, I could hear him say that he was going to meet him/her, who ever is on the other side of that call, over by the lockers in the main hall before school tomorrow. What ever those two were going to do tomorrow at school, I was going to be there too.

There was no car parked in the parking lot when I arrived early at school. Jason must have taken his bike or walked. I walked around the school so i wouldn't get caught snooping in on their conversation. I finished walking a few feet away from where Jason and whoever was supposed to meet. I saw a boy sitting on the stairs, it was Jason. He looked in my direction as if he could hear my thinking. I quickly turned around and hid behind a nearby tree. Seconds later, someone showed up to the school. No car or bike, just walking. This girl or guy was dressed in all black and hoodie over his head so I couldn't see his face. No hug or handshake, so this was strictly business. The other person with Jason went for his pants pocket and took out a clear tube. I saw enough to see that the clear tube had some clear liquid in it. The liquid didn't look like water, but i needed a closer look at it. The black hoodie, turned around and ran off school campus while Jason entered school. I jogged over to the side of the school from the tree and followed close behind Jason. Jason walked down the hall until he came across his locker. I thought about it, and decided that if I wanted to take a closer look at that tube, i would need to know his locker combination. I ran as fast as i could back to by car and drove home. I had an hour till school started, so I have time to spare. I made a list of what I could do to find out everything about that clear drink:
1. Secretly get Jason's locker combination
2. Get the tube
3. Go to the chemistry lab and test the liquid
4. Quickly put the voile back

    It was a flawless plan, but I needed to work fast. Oh, yes, I also need a distraction. Bailey is perfect for the Job.

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