i sat in my room listening to you're gonna go far kid by the offspring.when my phone rang, "hello?" i said. "hey," the voice said. "who is this?" i asked, "uhhmmmm that doesnt matter, just come to spike's place tonight at 7:00." the voice mysteriously said, "i'll, i'll try." i nervously said. "okay, see ya blade." the person had hung up." blade...nobodys called me that since i was in 7th grade..."i wondered out loud. it was 6:30 so i grabbed my jacket and walked to spike's, spike was tall, slim, and a sophmore (like me) and alltogether, my enemy. his family owned a gas station next to their house, so i sat at the gas station "well, look whos here, its tampa," spike sneered. "its tanya" i grunted, "tampa, tanya, who cares?" he said shoving me, "johnathan-" i got cut off. "spike, leave blade here alone...." a deep smooth voice grunted. "sk-sk-skylar?" i stammered. i remebered him from 8th grade, he had been my boyfriend. i had broken up with him for a specific reason, he was into drugs, although i hav no clue how he got them. "yes?' he grinned. i suddenly go serious, "what do you want" i growled. "haha still feisty i see." "skylar,, dangit what do you want!" i pratically hissed, pulling out the knive i had got my nickname from years ago. "come with me." he said giving a sly look to spike who began cirleing me ready to pounce. "and if i dont?"i said deffiantly. "well either way you lose your knives....and if you dont we just take you anyways." "how did you know i had more knives?" i grunted. "now it just wouldnt be like you to only have one" he smirked. "so the pot didnt completely fry your only brain cell." i sneered knowing this would make him mad. i noticed his hand twitch, and soon spike had me pinned and knocked out, i woke up in skylar's car handcuffed to the seatbelt, i saw my knvies piled out of my reach. "crap," i muttered, "hello?' i called out scared. noticeing i was parked in a garage i reconised as skylar's. "ahh, your awake finally." said a smug looking skylar. "dangit skylar what do you want" i screamed. "haha you'll see, oh and we went over this 2 years ago, call me sky" he winked. smiling he asked " can i trust you enough to hav the hand cuffs off without being dumb?" "i dont see what i could do, we're 5 miles from even a gas station." i muttered, and with that he unfasened the cuffs. i stood out side of the car rubbing my wrists. "is something wrong?" he said looking thourughtly concerned. "nothing, just peachy" i spat, throwing my fists at him, he caught them and pinned me to the wall behind us, he looked me in the eye and murmered, "dont, just stop, i dont want to hurt you, but if i have to, i will"
