A crazy freshman year

Chapter 12

We explain what happened to Dava.

"I always knew there was something fishy about Geryon," Ava shaked her head.

"That explains the eye rolling at lunch..," Danny adds.

"You stalk them at lunch..?" Barry asks.

"What? I find Ms. Battleaxe's relationship drama somewhat amusing," Danny honestly declares.

"And people call me weird...," Ms. Battleaxe adds.

"Guys, we have to stay on the case here!" Ava orders.

We nod.

"We have to tell the police--," I remind.

"Sara, are you out of your mind?"

"No, Barr, she's right. Geryon deserves prison...he threatened Susan..," Danny informs.

"But what exactly did he threaten her with...?" Barry asks.

"Ask Susan. I don't know the details," Danny shrugs.

"He threatened to reveal the fact Lance and I are related," Susan chimes in.

"But you aren't!" Barry informs.

"So..that means...," Danny adds. "He doesn't have a proper threat!" Danny and Barry chorus.

"Exactly...but he can still reveal Susan's and Earl's relationship," Ava informs.

"Ava.. we're actually thinking we had a chance...," I confess.

"Sorry...I'm just saying..," Ava frowns.

"But Ava did looked at the other side of this case," Danny puts his arm around Ava. "And that could be useful to us," he smiles. Ava giggles.

Danny sure likes Ava... This is would go faster with Jiana....

*Diana's POV*

I just got a text from Sara. Ms. Battleaxe's creep is Mr. Geryon..it wasn't that big of surprise... But I hope they turn in Geryon and end this.

Meanwhile, I have to deal with my mom..who is making such a big deal of the Jiana hug...Maybe it's just best to tell her--but that'll cause more drama--which we don't want.

"Hey, Di...," Mom calls out.

"Yeah..?" I replay, wearily.

"Honey, I know I've been making such a big deal of the forever ago hug..."

"Yeah, it's ok..."

"Diana....what I'm trying to say is..," she sighs. "I trust you..."

My eyes lit up, along with my eyes wide open.

"I trust you enough...to let you d-d-date Jon," she confessed.

"Seriously..?"

"I know I've been hard on you for--"

"My whole life..?"

"Yeah..and I think you should have freedom to feelings...," she confirms.

"Oh...um, thank you, Mom."

"Oh and about Yale...you don't have to go to Yale...but whatever you decide, it has to be a good school...," she informs, wagging her finger.

"Yes, Mom," I try, with a giggle.

I can't wait to tell Jon.

Me: I hv  news

Jon: yea