Oliver-
"You can't just tell them things like that!" I tell Harry. "Not without all the facts."
"I think she at least has the right to know why Drag is actively trying to kill her." He retorts revving his engine as she and her boyfriend return to their crew she pulls aside her brother and they talk her boyfriend looks concerned before looking around surveying their surroundings.
"You've ruined their life." I tell him turning off his bike.
"WHAT!" Her brother yells making all of the campus turn to look. She shushes him. She gives him a stern look. You can see a fire in her eyes.
"It's my turn to go look for Drag since he's gotten out again, so if you don't have any other objections I'll be going now." Harry revs his bike once more before leaving the parking lot.
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"Mam!" I call into the house. "Da!" I call out. I look around their house frantically for a clue as to where they could be. With no trace of a location I walk out to see if I could find a clue. Rosalyn is standing waiting for me when I walk out. Leif with her.
"Where are you going?" Leif asks.
"To find my parents." I answer him slowly, "Why?"
"Today everyone 21 and over is at the theatre." Rosalyn says, "Remember?"
"The Avenue Board. Right." I say. "Let's go then." I get onto my bike and rev the engine tearing off toward the theatre. I purposely pass it heading to the Boulevard side of town. I stop outside the boarder at the mall where I first saw Marisa and park my bike.
I make my way through the Boulevard territory and fail miserably to blend in. I guess being leather clad doesn't
"Oliver?" Her voice the only one that doesn't hold complete detest as a greeting. I'll take it. "What are you doing here?"
"I want to explain what Harry meant."
"He was pretty clear about everything. The Avenues' manage to hold the longest grudge in the town's history."
"Don't think it's all the Avenue's it's not, we're just a very tight knit family. Darren's family and mine were best friends. Remember that story. His great to the x grandmother was in love with my great to the x grandfather. But he refused to marry her because of your great to the x grandmother. This whole thing is because of a unwanted love triangle. Your great to the x grandmother had no idea. My great to the x grandfather married out of the country and stayed. Darren's family vowed to get even."
"And why am I their target?"
"I haven't figured that out yet." I admit.
"When you do, if I'm not already dead, come tell me." She says.
"Mar," One of her blond friends comes up to her. "Ivan's been looking for you."
"Has he? We weren't supposed to meet up for another fifteen minutes. I'm early." She asks him.
"Greggor Braswell," He supplies holding out his hand for me to shake.
"Oliver Stone." I shake his hand skeptically.
"I know, I remember getting into that fight with you guys, my best friend died that day."
"I know. We've got our guys looking for him."
"He's out?"
"We've talked about this Greg." Marisa tells him. "That's the purpose of all the bodyguards. Why else would they be around 24/7?"

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