The Bad Boy Effect (H2OVanoss) [Completed]

Chapter 12

Lui walked into class, a big grin on his face.

"Whoa, what happened to you? Scott finally get you some weed?" Marcel joked as his friend sat down.

"Oh no, I got something much better." Lui said, staring at us seriously. His grin still stuck to his face like glue.

"Oh, like heroin?" I tried to joke, but was creeped out by Lui.

"No, I mean I got another one for the group." He said, still smiling. Okay, that's getting a bit creepy now.

"Seriously? Who is it?"

"Craig fucking Thompson."

"No, you're joking!"

"I'm not."

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Craig wasn't sure what happened, but he was pretty sure that somehow, someway, Lui had conned him into eating lunch with him tomorrow, and his number was clutched in his hand.

Still trying to comprehend what had happened, he opened his locker, causing a folded piece of paper to fall on top of him.

"What the-" He said to himself as he bent down to pick it up.

Unfolding it, he read the message on the paper.

Lui may think you're on his team, but you still work for me, Cub Scout.

-E.F.

He shoved the paper into his pocket, out of habit, like Lui or Marcel was going to be hovering his shoulders, which he wouldn't be surprised about to be honest. Seriously, this rivalry was getting on his nerves.

But looks like he had allies on both sides now.

His phone buzzed, he opened the message.

Evan: Midnight. You know where. Delete this message after you've read it and change my contact name

Evan: don't question it, I'll tell you tonight

Evan: also, tell anyone, and I will display your body on the flagpole

Evan: don't test me

Craig gulped, shoving his phone into his bag and ripped the note in half. He understood what was happening to at least some degree.

He was a pawn. Evan's pawn, to be exact. What for, well, he hadn't gotten that far.

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"Hey." Craig's voice was normal, although he was highly suspicious as he saw Evan engrossed in his phone while everyone else was deep in conversation.

"Let's go." Evan's reply was instant, his eyes still glued to his phone as he stood up, slung his bag over his shoulder and began to walk.

Considering he only had one hand at the moment, it was honestly impressive.

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"Ev, are you sure everything's okay?" Tyler quietly asked as him and his best friend walked down the sidewalk to who knows where.

"Yes, Tyler, I'm sure. If there was something wrong, you'd be the first to know about it." Evan hated lying to Tyler, he really did, but he just couldn't help it sometimes. There were just things that he couldn't know about him.

"I know, Evan, I just get worried about you. You really haven't been the same since-"

"Tyler, don't." His voice got lower, like a whisper, desperate for Tyler to stop.