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WHAT AM I GOING TO DO!!!!!

I'm standing in front of the Hunter's missing poster plastered on the school's bulletin board. What he did he do to get himself and me in this situation? Like come on, why me and not his badass girlfriend. They've been going out for almost three years already, so why not ask her for 1.2 million dollars. She's loaded like a baked potato.

I hate this so much. I have other things to do then worry about Hunter. Sometimes I feel its my fault he's kidnapped, but at the same time it was his stupid decisions that put him in this mess.

Ugh! The worst part is that the night he disappeared was when we had a huge argument involving broken china that got me in so much trouble. I said things, he said things, but what I really regret saying was 'I hate you! I wish I never ever met you!' and I ran off in the rain. So cliché, right?

The next day he didn't come to school, so I thought that he just didn't want to see me. Then the next day after that, he was pronounced missing. There was police and many rumors saying he was murdered or he went to New York to become a model. It was stupid.

"APRIL!"

I let out a bloody scream and drop all of my papers on the ground. I sent a death glare at my best friend while people around look at me like I'm crazy or on crack. "What the fudge Malia!"

"Chill okay." Malia kneels down and helps me pick up my papers. "Why were you drooling over Hunter's missing poster?"

"Oh please, I wasn't drooling over his poster."

Malia stands up and dusts her hands off. "Uhuh, and I'm not a girl." She stuck her hand out to pull me.

"I was just looking at it" I grab her hand and pull myself off. "and I was not drooling."

"Okay sure." Malia said looking at me skeptical.

We both said our quick goodbyes and did our secret handshake. How long have we had that handshake? Um...I think it was since fourth grade? Not sure, but one thing for sure is that me and Malia are inseparable.

She's the only friend that has been with me ever since the accident happened. She never blamed me or even left my side. That's why she's my bitch and I'm hers.

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Someone please give me a barf bag, I think I'm going to throw up.

I hate PDA! Especially when the star-crossed lovers have their tongues down their throats. Nasties! Call me childish, but it just bothers me.

I'm standing in front of Hunter's girlfriend, Brooklyn and his best friend, Matt making out. Talk about bros before hoes. Am I making any sense. No. Okay, too bad.

Now, Brook is known as the badass of the school along with Hunter, so when the school found out they were dating it was no surprise. I mean the bad girl and the bad boy dating, the perfect match. Or that's what I thought. Looks like Brook got tired of waiting, puta.

Matt is a bad boy, but he is also a player. Like the 2 in 1 product. How sad, no? Who would have thought that Hunter's best friend, amigo, partner in crime would do this to him.

Especially when he's missing. Like he could be dead for all we know and his spirt is going to haunt everyone. Maybe the group that stabbed him in the back and sadly I'm part of that.

I turn my heals and make way to my car. As I get closer to it, I see a white envelope flapping in the wind.

"Are you serious? Another flipping parking ticket." I mumble some curse words and snatch the envelope from my windshield wiper.

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