I noticed Matt walking next to me. We both had French together next hour. I waved at him, but he did not wave back. He was giving me the death stare. He was getting closer and closer to me. I moved further and further away until I found myself walking into another supply closet. Matt raced in and locked the door behind me.
"What do you want, we are going to be late," I complained, confused. Matt was always so nice to me, I could not imagine what he was going to do.
"I know what you are. I heard every word," Matt snarled. I decided to play dumb.
"What are you talking about, we are going to be late!" I said, annoyed.
"Shut up, my parents are FBI agents. They will have you and your stupid family locked up for good," Matt threatened. I raced for the door, but Matt punched me in the arm. Hard. So hard, that I fell to the ground. I felt my arm begin to pound, I knew I would be getting a huge bruise
"Just leave me alone, you can't prove anything!" I yelled.
"Oh yeah?" he said dangerously. He pulled out his phone and played the recording of me saying everything. I began to sweat, unsure of what to say next.
"Just one mistake Peyton, this video goes to my parents," he said. I wanted to snap back, but I knew I couldn't risk it. I nodded. My arm throbbed. He opened the door. I raced to French. The bell rang just as I walked in.
As my classes passed by, I couldn't seem to think normally. I just so terrified over Matt's threat that I didn't know what to do with myself. I couldn't tell my parents. They would be furious that I had told Greyson. Maybe I could tell Meredith? I didn't know what to do.
As the final bell rang, Erin and I walked to our lockers.
"Everything okay? You don't seem yourself," Erin said as she stuffed a binder into her backpack.
"Yeah, I'm fine, don't worry about it," I replied, lying through my teeth.
"Hey, I'll see you tonight! It will be super fun! Your first football game as a cheerleader, dating the starting quarterback!" she exclaimed.
"It will be awesome!" I exclaimed, trying to distract myself. Greyson came up to my locker and kissed my cheek.
"Hey Greyson," Erin pepped, throwing her backpack over her shoulder.
"Hey, Erin, what's up?" Grey asked.
"Not much, I'm excited about the game tonight!" she exclaimed
"Yeah, me too! First game with you there," Greyson said looking at me. I smiled at him.
"I'll see you two tonight," Erin said. She left and gave me a wink with a thumbs up. I rolled my eyes.
"Ready?" he asked me and touched my arm. I winced. "You okay?"
"Yeah, we need to talk," I whispered.
"Let's go, we will in the car," he said. We walked together to his car. I said nothing, and Greyson respected that I wanted to stay quiet. He was so protective of me and it made me feel safe. I reached for his hand and he grasped it gently. I noticed the girls glancing at Greyson as we walked by. Erin was right, every girl wanted to date him. The question was why would he choose me? He could have any junior girl he wanted and decided to date a sophomore. It worried me in some ways because if he left me, he would know my secret. But I knew Grey better than that. He would never leave me, he was too honest and sincere. As we reached his car, he opened the door for me and I climbed in.
"Okay, so tell me what happened."
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Teen FictionPeyton Emerson is not a normal fifteen-year-old girl. When she was younger, her parents discovered the usage CRISPR on toddlers and illegally genetically altered her to become 250% as intelligent as a normal person. She has been homeschooled with he...
