Matt's POV:
I see JayJay run off and automatically look at Jayvian. I turn to see Jane with a murderous look in her eyes as well. At that moment, I knew what had to be done. Jane and I advance toward Jayvian as Tera, Miyah and my boys hold back Trina, Amanda, Gracey and Rico.
Jane goes in with the first punch and Jayvian tries to block. Unfortunately for him, he misses the block and gets a full fist in his face. Next, I grab him by his collar and start beating him with one hand. He tries to get out of my grip but he fails to do so. As I punch his face in, Jane's fists goes for his stomach and he attempts to curl up in pain. After a few minutes, Rico gets free and begs us to stop.
Jane and I turn to him and back to Jayvian. I look at him in disgust and disappointment.
"You come near Jacey ever again, I will personally see to it that you are six feet under in less than twenty-four hours.
I turn to her other group and say, "She loves you guys but hurt her once, she let it go. Hurt her twice, she gets depressed. I don't know what happens now. But, you better pray that she is okay or Jayvian isn't the only one I will be going after.
I look at my friends and nod at them. We all know that we need to find her soon or she will do something that could mean the end of her life.
Jacey's POV:
I walk through the hallway of the school going to my second favourite hiding place. I make my way to Room 5216, Mr. Johnson's room. I walk into the room and see a couple of students sitting around. I notice that Mr.Johnson is talking to Sammy Wilkinson, the schools bad boy. I walk over and they turn toward me.
"May I stay in here for awhile?"
"Sure, Jacey."
I walk to the nearest table and sit down. I pull out my phone and earphones. Next thing I know, my ears are filled with the music that can soothe me to sleep.
I sure hope that none of them find me anytime soon. I don't feel like talking anytime soon
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Lost & Found
Teen FictionA girl who was lost. Then she found her way when she realized that her best friend was the one for her. She wanted him. She thought she wanted another. Now, is it too late or is it fate? All we need in life is our soul mates. I am horrible at descri...
