I pulled up to the school and parents were picking a couple of the last students up. I saw Matthew and walked over to him. He saw me and kinda looked away but I guess we were okay because of this. He stood up though after a moment and walked over to me, "anything?" I shook my head, "well I know that a tall blond with a tattoo has been asking about me but that's about it." He seemed to process that, "know any blonds with tattoos?" I lightly laughed, "wouldn't be here if I did." He sighed, "guess I knew that." I gave him a smile, I could tell he was down. I knew Angela liked him but the way he was acting it was only friends, I don't know as much anymore but well I still feel more a friend vibe.
"I'm trying," I said. He nodded, "I know." I groaned, "why couldn't they have just busted into my class." Matthew looked at me weird, "how would that be better?" I shook my head, "even if I couldn'tfight the guy off I could have at least had a better chance of well everything." Matthew sighed, "I guess." I sighed, "I just hope they continue being stupid, either that or Angela somehow gets them to me." Matthew looked at me with worry again, "but if they have her and go to you that wouldn't be good." I shrugged, "then I would know who has her." I looked around for anyone else here who might have saw anything. I sighed as I didn't see anyone and looked back a Matthew, "did you notice anything on his arm?" He thought for a second, "I-I don't know, I cant remember." I nodded, "its okay, I'm gonna go see if I can find her." With that I turned around and tried to think where else I could go.
I saw Bry and walked over, maybe he knows the bartered. "Bry," I said in a tone stating I meantbusiness. He ignored me till I grabbed his shoulder and spun him around. "What?" he exclaimed. "Do you know anyone with blond hair and a snake tattoo," I asked. He sighed, "no why?" I rolled my eyes, "cause they have Angela and me and everyone from poker are getting her back." He just shrugged, "I don't, and if I did who cares if they have the bitch." I wanted to slap him but did, truth was I did hate her. I think the only reason I'm doing this is because its my fault, well that and the fact we doesn't know how to fight like this. She is more a bitch fight and bitch slaps then kick ass kinda girl, which is good for her.
I was about to walk anyway from Bry but he stopped me, "is Blaze there too?" I nodded and walked over to my car, thinking about where else I could go. I should probably stop at home and tell my mom I'm gonna be late, I'm sure the school called all the parents. I drove home wondering where else I could go. I know Marley knows some people in jail maybe I could see them, figure out if Blondie was in jail. I pulled up to my house and walked inside to see my mom looking worried, "mom?" Her eyes snapped to me and relief filled her face, "where were you?" I couldn't tell her where I really was, she would kill me. "I was out with Blake," I mumbled, it was half the truth. She nodded and sighed, pulling me in a hug. I hugged her back then my phone buzzed, signaling I have a text. When my mom let go of me I glanced down at the text and hope entered in my eyes. The text read, 'we found him, game time :)'
Angela
My breathing was quick and each breath hurt. Tear marks streamed my face and still tears fell from my eyes. I'm pretty sure I have two black eyes, a couple ribs are broken, and every part of my body was bruised. I gave up trying and I told them as much as I could but apparently that wasn't enough, never enough. They want to know stuff like where Blaze lives but I don't know shit like that. Maybe that skank Tara does but I don't. I'm broken now, I feel so much pain coursing throughout my body and each breath felt like a knife was stabbing me. It didn't help that I was crying, causing me to breath harder.
They couldn't just kill me? I swear it would be better. They left to go to the McDonald's where I said I saw him work the one time I went in, I hope he is there. Then maybe the will let me go. I asked them why they didn't take him when he was chasing us at the school and I still don't understand the answer. Something about it having to be on their terms and has to be a surprise. I couldn't move, they had my tied still and the re taped my mouth, making it harder to cry. How could a person do this to another person. I don't think they are humans, they are animals. Horrible, killers. I wish they would just go kill each other!

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A boy named Blaze
Teen FictionTara is a normal 16 year old girl except maybe a little more into parting. She is popular at every school she goes to, the boys love her, and always there is a fight to try to win her heart. She is a heartbreaker, a little bit of a bitch, buts thats...