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Ch. 15

Allison's POV

A few weeks went by and they opened the school again, and the weird threats stopped for a while. I was still freaked out about the scorpion, I inspected every inch of my room to see if there was any type of animals.

I was walking down the school, when I saw Tracy. I walked up to her, and she had a pale face with red eyes. I felt so bad for her.

"Hey." I said.

"Hey." She replied back, but I barely heard her even say it.

"What happened to your car." I said trying to bring up a topic.

"I didn't feel like driving it."

"Oh." I wrapped my arm around her shoulder and we entered the school. We still couldn't go into our homeroom, so we had to walk all the way to the other side of the school. But we first walked to our lockers.

Max was coming our way, I smiled at him while Tracy just took out her stuff that she needed for her next class.

"Hey." He said.

"Hey." I replied.

He looked at Tracy who had her head in her locker.

"What's wrong with Tracy?"

"It's kinda personal for her."

"Oh... Also, where's Dylan?" At the mention of Dylan, Tracy started to cry. I looked at Max and gave him a glare. Why did he have to bring Dylan up.

"You're an idiot."

"What happened?"

"Dylan has been missing for 3 weeks and they haven't found him."

"I didn't know."

I took hold of Tracy's arm and guided her to the bathroom. While we were on our way, Gina was walking with her new little group. And that group was with Haley and Bailey. The clueless twins, yeah, ever since Mackenzie came up with that, we called them that because they seriously were clueless.

"Hi Allison." Gina said. I ignored her and just kept walking with Tracy. Gina followed us until we were at the doors at the bathroom and I got it of it.

"What do you want?"

"Oh nothing, I was wondering how you could still hang out with her." She pointed at Tracy who looked so vulnerable. I wouldn't let anything happen to her, I'm her best friend, we're more like sisters. And if you hurt her, you hurt me and things get ugly.

"She kissed your boyfriend, and you still forgive this slut." You do not call my best friend a slut, whoever calls her that is a slut.

"You, know I've been getting threats and a weird package a few weeks ago and I wouldn't be at all surprised if you were involved in this."

"Why would you think that."

"Don't act innocent, first you come at this school to act all cheery and happy and manipulate people with your stupid smile. But under all that, there's a venomous snake who just spits out her poison wherever she is!"

"Don't say things about other people when you're just like that. You're going out with two guys. Tell me, which one have you done it with first. Cause I'm guessing you have just like you're mom did." At her last words, that made my blood boil. My hands turned into balls of fists. How could she talk about my mom like that. How did she even know about my mom.

"First of all, you have no right to talk about mom or anyone like that! Second of all, I'm not going out with two guys or did it with them. And third of all, your going down!"

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