Ch. 34- Not So Fast

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"Let's go." Allyssa murmured poking my cheek. She evantually stopped and started walking towards the door.

"Wait." I grabbed her arm allowing her to place herself where she was before. 

"Why?" She questioned. "Nothing bad is gonna happen..."

I didn't bother to answer. I was swarming away in my own thoughts. I wasn'tthe type of person to barge in a room that had been clearly empty because of the transparent door standing in front of us. What if we get caught? What will I do? My mom would kill me. But it was the only way to find out who took those pictures. It couldn't have been Allyssa, otherwise she wouldn't have dumped her boyfriend problem all over me. Also because she would have rejected my awkward offer of this weird mission... 

I scanned the door and the hallways making sure no one was in sight. I was kinda sad.. I was missing Science. That's my favorite subject. I remember I was thinking about herbivores and all that stuff. I remember it like it was 10 minutes ago. Cuz it kinda was... Heh.. :3

"Alright, Ally. The coast is clear." I whispered as I walked towards the door knob that was currently situated right in front of me. I turned the knob ever so gently waiting for Allyssa to make a reappearance by my side. "Ally!" I whispered in a harsh tone. I finally had the nerve to strangle that girl. In a time being like this. Rawr.

I turned around on my VANS and let go of the door knob to see Ally wasn't there anymore. What the hell? Where did she go...

I checked the hallways while turning my head here and there. Rawrr. That girl..

I placed my hand on the door knob once again and opened it just enough for my petite body to fit inside. I didn't actually need Allyssa. It was my problem. It actually was kind of nice of her to help me. Although the boyfriend struggle wasn't actually worth it. But it made me feel cared for. Considering she just dumped her problems on me that I knew for a fact she didn't tell anyone yet. That was so kind of her. When she needed someone to talk to, I was there. I am there. But, it still has me thinking, Are We Friends, Best Friends? Oh and 1 More thing... WHERE IS SHE?!

As I stepped in, I quickly, yet quietly stuffed my body inside before placing my hands back on the door to shut it. I turned my head to face the the transparent glass door. I still hadn't lost my grip on the door knob. My eyes roamed around the halls. "Over here!" A familiar voice interrupted my thinking. I bobbed my head in amusement as I spotted Allyssa sitting on a high stool with a shiny silver table situated in front of her.

I ran over to where she was sat and let my eyes roam around her "paperwork" 

"Ah, so this is where you went?" I asked as I looked closely at the newspapers in front of me.

"Yea. Why? Thought I was some kind of killer saying,"Over Here!" She asked with a grin plastered on her face. The joys of her humor.

"Of course not. I thought you were a monster..." I murmered with a smile beginning to etch my lips.

"Whatever floats your boat," Ally mumbled. "Anywho, let's work. So over here, I placed out the possible people..." She motioned her hand to the paper work she created in which she looked like she was poud of. "Here is-"

"Wait. Didn't you say Dustin might have done it?" I interrupted. She gave a steady nod. "Well, lets work on him first, I mean.. He is Mackenzie's cousin." I finished off. 

"Wait, did you say... Mackenzie's cousin?!!!?" I looked up from the papers scattered on the table to see a look of worry and pity streched in her eyes. Oh right! She didn't know that Mackenzie set them up. Jeez, now I feel bad..

"Mmhhhm.." I whispered. 

"EWWWWW!!!!!" She screamed. "I can't believe I kissed Mackenzie's cousin!" Allyssa made a 'yuck' face. She stared pretending as if she was going to barf right after she heard the worst thing in the world.

"Haha. Nevermind that, but I know it could've been Dustin." Changing the subject, I glanced at the newspaper in front of me with my pictures on the balcony.

"How so?" Ally leaned over to glance at the newspaper as well.

"You were set up. He's Mackenzie's cousin, and I found this rough draft of my 'incident' that happened with Brandon newspaper with Dustin's name written across it," I held up the rough draft as I studied Allyssa's face with amusement. "Just a lucky guess." I winked as a smile began to cross both of our faces.

"You're good," She grinned like a chesire cat as she leaned her arm over to grab the rough draft. Just as she was about to, a hand from my right snatched it away.

"I'll take that!" He smiled.

"Dustin." Allyssa glared at him sending daggers to his eyes. If looks could kill, he would have been long gone.

"So, what are you 2 young ladies doing in this room?" Dustin smirked. I bet Allyssa wanted to wipe that smirk right off his face. Hehe, I bet I woud too. He placed the rough draft behind his back.

"None of your damn business." She mumbled under her breath as she turned away.

"Fiesty, aren't we?" He grinned. As they were having their small talk, I placed my eyes on the rough draft he was currently holding in a loose grip by his sides. Without a second thought, I quickly reached for the newspaper and grabbed it out of his grip. I gave a knowing smirk to Allyssa as Dustin's smile fell upside down. 

"What?!" He simply screamed.

I folded the rough draft into a square and placed it into the back pocket of my jeans.

I turned to Allyssa and she gave me a nod as if we both rehearsed this. 

I gave a quick glance to Dustin. He had his arms crossed and he was standing there in shock trying to look angry. Aw. Pretty boy thinks he has an army. 

"GO!" I yelled to Allyssa and we both made a run for it to the door. We both glanced at Dustin and he was so confused he did't bare to move. As I turned the door knob and gave it slight of a push, me and Allyssa quickly gave each other a short high five and ran towards the EXIT of the school. I didn't know where we were going, but I just figured we were stopping by my house. 

Picture of Dustin on the side. Degrassi! :)

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