The Trackers and the Trailers (Complete)

The Trackers and The Trailers

Hey! Okay, in my last upload, you saw that the point of view jumps around quite a bit. It'll do that, but I plan on making the sections a little bit longer.

~goddessoflife~

Chapter One

Trent

I steered my bike into the park and ended up next to the water fountain, as planned. I put down the kick stand and relaxed a little.

"What the heck, Trent?" Violet said, walking towards me.

I sighed, "Did you bring Pheonix or not?"

"What do you think, idiot! Is she here?"

I simply shrugged.

She came over and sat down next to me. "Why?" she whispered, "Why can't we trust him?"

"Believe me, you don't want to. That man is a little more than messed up."

She nodded, then said, "Why did you want Pheonix, we don't really even know her."

"You'll know some time soon...or far, I hope."

"Well," she got up and so did I. "I have dance now, so bye."

She gave me a quick kiss on the check. So, we weren't together, but she's always like that. I've never known why.

Caitlyn

I didn't want to face my mom and tell her that I'm "sick." Then she'd probably take me to the doctors' office and keep me out of school for a week. She's crazy...but in the good way...kind of.

So, I rode around town on my bike. I didn't have anything to do, so I went for the park. I hadn't realized how long had passed because I saw Trent sitting by the fountain, deep in thought.

I flew past him, and didn't even open his eyes. I'd never really talked to him, even though we're in the same grade. He always was quiet. Really unusual for a boy, too. I mean, he didn't bother with sports, and he didn't study much, I guess. I know he doesn't get straight A's, but he's never studying during study hall. I guess he just doesn't like attention. I've also noticed how his only friend is Violet.

You'd think she'd be the outgoing type, but they're almost always together.

I decided I could head home now, since school had gotten out a while ago.

Izzabela

"Haha, Trent, very funny. You know you were supposed to be home an hour and a half ago."

"Shut up, Izzabela!"

"Look at mister younger brother all in a bad mood," I laughed.

He glared at me, "You have no idea."

"No idea?" I asked, "Really? Cause I always help you, I never have hurt you."

"So? You don't even know what happened today."

Why am I so stupid? I should've known as soon as he was late! It happened today! But he doesn't know I know. So, I guess he should know that I know. "Listen, I know you think I don't know, but I do know, so that means Mr. Thomason called your 'girlfriend'-"

"She is not my-!"

"and that other girl were called to the office!"

"girlfriend."