Chapter 2

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Classes were over and it was lunch time. As we walked to the cafeteria I bumped into a guy and fell on my butt. He was black-haired and has about the same height as Cameron and his lips were bruised.

"Sorry." He helped me up and walked away just like that.

I looked at Cameron and Grace but they just shrugged and looked away, I'm sure they were hiding something.

"Ow s**t" I held my hand and winced in pain. I closed my eyes and saw a vision. I think this was part of the memory of the night I had snuck out the house. There was a guy but I couldn't see his face clearly, everything was blurry.

"Jordy. I'm really sorry. It's just that my dad's career is now at it's zenith and he wants me to transfer to Oak Hill School next year since we have only 2 months left of school." He turned away, sat down the steps and buried his face in his hands.

 "I just don't know what to do. I don't want to be finifugal but I have to end this. We have to end this. I'm so sorry Jordan." I walked in front of him and removed his hands from his face so he would look up.

"But why do we have to end this? We can work things out right?" I was holding back my tears, I didn't want him to see that I was weak.

"Because... I-I d-don't like you anymore Jordan." I couldn't hold it in anymore, I felt my tears on my cheeks. I couldn't just stand there like a sprunt, I snapped and punched his face, he fell back and held his cheeks.

"F**k you Lucas." Then I ran as fast as I could. I didn't know where I was going, I just wanted to escape and let my feet take me anywhere but here. Next thing I knew I was in the hospital.

*back up memory of my life has been turned on* (means she remembers everything about her life.haha)

"Jordan wake up, please." It was Cameron. I woke up and realized I was in the infirmary.

"W-what.." I managed to say before getting interrupted by Grace.

"You blacked out." She explained.

"I think I remember what happened the night of the accident." I sat up and leaned against the pillows.

"Really? What happened?" The twins glanced at each other and looked at me. There they go again.

"Are you guys hiding something?" I eyed them suspiciously and hoped for an answer.      

 "H-hiding s-something? Huh we're not hiding something Jordan. Are we, Grace?" Then he laughed nervously.

"Even though I don't remember much about you, Cameron I can see you're lying. You're stuttering, sweating like a pig, talking at an insanely fast pace and you can't look me in the eye.

"Good job, Cammie." She said sarcastically as she rolled her eyes and punched Cam's arm.

"Ow, you two are making me your personal punching bag."

"Wimp." I uttered and he glared at me.

"So?" I pleaded Grace. She was hesitant at first but she finally gave in.

"You had a boyfriend. "

 Lucas

I didn't want to leave her. I didn't want anything to happen to her. I didn't want to tell her that I didn't like her. But I also didn't want Blythe to hurt her. Yeah, you read it right. Blythe.

"Luke, Blythe has this thing for you." Austin, my bestfriend who was studying at Oak Hills, uttered and continued typing.

"Really? Too bad I have a girlfriend." But I wasn't regretting that I had one or anything.

"You haven't introduced her to me yet, you douche. Are you sure she's real?" He teased.

"Lucas, I like you." Blythe said. I didn't know how to respond, how to brush her off.

"Blythe, thanks, but I have a gi..." I was saying but she cut me off.

"Girlfriend. I know Luke, I'm not stupid. Then... leave her." I stared at her confusingly.

"Do it Luke, or I'll be forced to do something I'll never regret. I'm serious." She poked my chest and I realized I wasn't having a nightmare.

"But."

"No Luke, I'll force my dad to withdraw his investment in your bank which will make your company fall to the ground. Or better yet, I'll make her life miserable." Then she walked away leaving me glued to the floor.

"Hey Lucas, you're zoning out again. You're not even listening." Austin leaned back his chair and whined.

I still can't believe she punched me, now my lips are bruised. I've always liked that about her, she was strong.

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