Trina's POV:
I look at Jacey and see that she is hurt. I can't believe Jayvian forgot. Jacey quickly walks away from us and it looks like she is heading to class. I walk with Amanda and Rico to our first period class.
Third Person POV:
Jacey walks into class and sits in the back row. She waits for Jayvian to take the seat next to her. She rubs her arm and slightly winced in pain. Jayvian walks in the room and sits in the front row beside Gracey who coincedentally has the same first period as the two best friends. Jacey sighs in disappointment as she gets lost in her thoughts.
After class ends, Jacey tries to catch up with Jayvian but their class is in the opposite direction. She concludes that he is showing her to her next class so she goes on without him. She walks into second period and sits down next to Brae and Jane.
Jayvian walks in five minutes later and sits next to Brae on the end of the row because that was the only seat left. Soon after, the teacher walks in and starts class. And after a while, Brae starts a conversation with the guy who started it all.
Brae's POV:
Time to get answers.
"Jayvian, where were you earlier?"
"I was walking Gracey to class."
"Who is Gracey?"
"My girlfriend."
"Girlfriend? Since when?"
"It was during break."
"You mean to tell me that you lied to us? I thought you were running errands. You lied to Jacey! You lied to her. Does she know?"
"No. Jacey only met her this morning. Nobody knows but you right now."
"Well you better watch yourself. You know how Jacey feels about lying. You know she can hold a grudge too."
I turn my attention back to the class just as the bell rang for third period. I walk out with Jane because Jacey quickly dashed out of the room.
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Jacey's POV:
Third period went by fast and it is now time for lunch. Jayvian sat with "his boys" in third so I sat alone. I wait by the door and realise Jayvian had already left. I run to catch up to him but I see he picked up Gracey.
I quickly walk to the bathroom and go into the last stall. I rolled up my left sleeve and unwrap the bandage from my arm. Millions of thoughts. One action. Once. Twice. Many more on my arm. It all started the first night my daddy hit me.
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Lost & Found
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