The Hidden Truth

Chapter 20, Lunatic pt 2

Chapter 20,

I got some nasty food at the lunch line and saw Allison sitting alone.

I walked over to her.

"Are you mad at me?" I asked as I sat across from Allison and placed my tray of food down.

She ignored me.

I pouted at her. No one could resist my pout.

Or Scott's.

"No, Kimmy, not the pout." I pushed my bottom lip out further. Okay, truth was- I wanted Allison back together with Scott and I wanted my friend back.

She seems normal.. Unlike the rest of the freakin' school.

Allison sighed, "Alright, I was never mad at you to begin with."

I smiled at her.

"But you're mad at Scott." I wrinkled my nose. She didn't say anything but just kept eating her cookie. "If this means anything at all, he misses you...a lot."

She snapped her head to look at me and I shrugged, "It's true. All he does is mope around."

"Yeah.. But... ya know-"

"Nicely put," I said sarcastically as she grinned. "How are you? Since that day at the school?" I cringed at the day.

That day. It was horrifying.

But there are still more days to come.

"Couldn't be better, you?" I shrugged as in answer and she asked, "Want a cookie? My mom made them."

"Who am I to say no to chocolate?" I smiled as she gave me a cookie. I bit into it and..

"DAMN!" She jumped at my sudden yell. "That's a good cookie." Allison chuckled and then I see a silhouette sitting next to Allison.

Ah, Jackass.

I mean Jackson.

Wasn't gonna' lie, we're not friends, but we did get kind of closer from that horrifying, deathly day.

And he was wearing a leather jacket...

Derek.

He looked at me, then smirked, "You got a little something on your lip." Jackson indicated on his lip. I tried wiping it, but missed it. They both chuckled as I looked at them innocently.

I sighed. "Where is it?" I groaned.

"I'll get it." Jackson replied, leaning over the table and swiping whatever was on my lip with his thumb.

What the hell.

It was chocolate. Chocolate was on his thumb and he sucked it off, as Allison laughed, an I stared at him. Feeling uncomfortable.

They laughed and Allison turned to Jackson, asking, "You want a bite?" He suddenly looked terrified.

"What?" He asked, lowering his voice.

"Do you want a bite?" Allison asked slower, with a grin on her face.

"Oh," he let out a breathy chuckle, "no, thanks." He started rubbing the back of his neck and I looked at him, confused. Was that still there? Well, it depended what that exactly was.

"You okay? Ya know, when we were caged in here the other night?" I asked.

He nodded, "Better than I thought I'd be." I took a sip of my water and gave him a half -fake- smile.