Chapter. Nine. My Final Words To You.

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Brianna's P.O.V

He's staring at me, why? What the hell his boring his lip. Shit his coming over. Stand up straight!

He might be the bad boy, but he looks so hot with his glasses on.

"Hey, Brie."

Stop living in your head and answer the guy.

"Hey, Jake."

"I was wondering if you'd like to go get a milkshake after school."

I have an overprotective boyfriend with a gun, and he knows how to use it.

"I can't I have to look after my little brother."

"Oh, little Sammy I can help."

How the hell does he know my little brother. What else does he know?

"How do you know his name."

"Ted told me."

Oh, the gigantic ass, who hates my guts to hell and back.

"Oh, no thanks by the way, and plus I have a boyfriend."

"Yeah but Brie, I don't care. I just want to get to know you."

"Wow, you awfully persistent."

He is so not gonna see tomorrow.

"I somehow always get what I want."

"Cute, but I'm very hard to get. "

I wink and walk past him.

Why the hell did u wink, ugh you stupid!

I walk into Class, Kristen was sitting at the back of the class with Nick and Chris.

Charlie was sitting in her usual seat, listening to music. Nick looks up from his phone and waves at me.

I smile and nod. I walk over to my desk and bump Charlie's elbow.

She turns her music off and sits up.

"What's with the guys today?"

"Ever since the incident last week, they being cautious."

"Don't they have class?"

"I have no idea, Brie all I know is I'm tired and I need to rest my eyes."

She turns her music back on and slams her head on her desk and closes her eyes.

I walk over to the guys.

"The hell?"

Christopher looks up.

"We keeping you safe."

"What about Sammy or Thomas?"

"Both fine and protected."

I walk back to my desk. A teacher walks in and the class goes silent. She clears her throat and says.

"Brianna Olson Coulson please follow me to the office."

My eyes widen, I stand up and walk out with her, this was a first I've never been called to the office. I've never done anything wrong. Well, actually I've never been caught. Has Charles come back to kill us and his bribed the school to help him take us out one by one?

Her heels hit the floor so hard, you'd swear she was trying to crack the floor. She was no longer walking, she was jogging. I could hardly keep up.

She's so short yet she's as fast as a cheetah.

We reach the office doors and she turns the doorknob slowly.

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