Head over Heels 1| j.b

Just us.

Next thing I knew the principal came in from the double doors, pulling them off of each other.

"What the hell happen?" Justin asked.

"Tiffany said something to Trish about Jonas."

"This is so getting out of hand. How did this whole mess start."

"I don't know, did you say something."

"No. But it's best for us to stop talking about it. He's gone, and there's nothing we can do." He said. I nodded agreeing with him. Close to the end of the day, I saw Trish at her locker. I quickly walked up to her seeing her busted lip and a couple of scratches on her cheek.

"Are you okay?" I asked.

"Yeah, fine. You could've helped y'know."

"Are you mad at me because I didn't help you fight your battle?"

"Whatever Adrian, forget it. I'm suspended for two days. We both are because of this. Ugh, I shouldn't have told you about Jonas."

"Hey! You can't get mad at me because you told me about him. I asked Justin, and he didn't open his mouth to anyone."

"Because he did it, Adrian, open your eyes. You're so blind by his baby face and Prince Charming bullshit he's trying to pull. I'll see you on Friday." She said slamming her locker walking off. I sighed walking out to the back towards the car. Great! Now I think my new friend here is mad at me. I don't know if it's because of Jonas or I didn't help her with her fight. Maybe both.

"We need to talk Adrian," Justin said leaning against his car waiting on me.

"Can it wait? I don't want any more drama."

"Do you honestly think I did it? Killing Jonas?" He asked.

"Justin I don't know. It's not my place to talk about it, I didn't know him or any of you guys, and I don't know why I'm sticking my nose in Trish's business. If you did then, I'm shocked by it. There's nothing more I can say."

"Adrian- you know me. This is insane."

"No Justin, I don't know anything about you."

"Are we still on for studying?"

"Of course, and whatever else you have to do, take care of it," I said.

"I'll come by your place. I'm sorry it's starting out this way."

"Me too," I said getting in the car going home. I saw my dad passed out on the couch; pictures were everywhere. I sat my bag and keys down on the table, picking every last one up finding a place to put them. I know he's in mourning, but it has been a couple of months. I even think about her too sometimes, and the thought of it bothers me. She didn't let us know ahead of time before she ended up at the doctor's office all the time, she was sick and everything. Until she came out and said, she had cancer. I hope us moving here doesn't jeopardize his work.
"Hey dad," I said. He opened his eyes, looking around looking at his watch.

"School over already?"

"Yeah. I guess you've been asleep for quite some time." I said chuckling.