Good Girl → b.t.

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Jessica's POV

We were all pushed back into our rooms.

Joey just died.

Just shot dead, left on the ground.

It was around 10:30 at night, and we found Joey's old notebooks filled with pictures he drew.

We got to the picture he drew of Luis, and Billy threw the book on the bed, went to the corner, and started crying.

I didn't know what to do honestly.

Carla has been asleep since we've been in the room.

She cried herself to sleep after what happened.

The guys haven't spoken to each other since it happened.

I was just kinda, left out.

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It was around 3 in the morning, and I woke up to the sound of the guys yelling.

"You asshole!"

Billy attacked Hank, then Hank pushed him to the bed.

They were signaling through the window.

I sat up and watched everything happen.

"We still need to follow through with the plan." Hank said.

"No, we're not, I've been a major fuck up my whole life, I'll y'all all killed."

"Your plan is just as good now as it was yesterday when we thought it was a great one."

Billy looked at the guys.

"Don't tell me we have to do it for Joey or I'm gonna fucking puke."

"We don't have to tell you why, you know why."

Billy looked at them all, and finally said, "Y'all are fucking morons, y'all know that right? Dumbasses."

"That's why we hang with ya Billy." Hank said, shaking his hand.

They all then started signaling back to the others.

I was still on the bed.

"Sorry you had to see me cry like a little bitch earlier." He said sitting next to me

"Don't be afraid to show emotion." I told him.

"You can never show emotion in this school."

I rolled my eyes, "Billy, you're not a little bitch for crying, that was your best friend."

He looked down.

"I know that, but, Carla seems to be taking it very well."

He pointed to Carla on the other bed, who was still sleeping.

I looked at her.

"Maybe she's trying to sleep it off." I shrugged.

"You're coming with me tomorrow, to help me with the plan."

I looked at him funny.

"Why me?"

"I need my girl with me."

My girl.

He looked at Yogurt and said, "He's also coming with me too."

"Me?" He pointed to himself.