Plan B

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I have been thinking... of telling Alex about Michael. I have to. I dont know what to do anyways. Alex knows who Michael is. I told her about my past before. Only she and Liam knows. But I cant tell that many people. Michael has eyes everywhere.

In school I took Alex with me to the toilet.
"Got your attitude back?!" She asked me in a sassy tone. I roll my eyes.

"Nows not the time," I say.

"You remember Michael, right?" I ask her slowly. She widens her eyes.

"Duh,... What's wrong? Did something happend?" She takes a step closer to me and looks me in a worried look. I nod.

"I keep getting texts from him." I say slowly.

"What kind of texts? Nudes?"

I give her a disgust look.

I showed her the texts from Michael and told her what my plan was about her and Liam.

"What the fuck? Go tell the police or your parents! This is dangerous, Viola." She says. I cross my arms. She keeps thinking I'm a little kid when I do something wrong.

"If I go,... someone might die. You know very well that he knows every step someone takes." I lower down my voice and start to whisper. "He might be even listening to us now-" I get cut off by Alex.

She talks to me in a loud tone. "Oh for goodness sake, Viola. You are overreacting. No one is going to die. He will get caught and go to jail. We all know that." She says.

A long silence appears.
Then-

"I have an idea. Plan B. But you've got to help me." I say. Alex nods slowly and asks me: "What?".
"We have to pretend this conversation never happend."

I ran out of the bathroom before she could even answer. I have an idea.

I walk through the hallway and see Thomas at his locker.

"Hey,... can you do me a favor?" I ask Thomas.
I send him a text on my phone from Michael.

"Can you figure out from where this message was sent."

He looks at his phone. "Michael" he reads.

"For what do you need this?"

"Research." I say shortly.

"I'll tell you the anwser if you tell me why you need it." He says and crosses his arms.

"RESEARCH." I say loudly again.

He studies me. Quite long actually. I cross my arms.

"You owe me..." he says slowly.

I let out my breath.

"Me, you, after school, my house." I say.

We walk together to music class.
Jake, a boy in our class, who is one of Thomas friend, screams: "Did Thomas moan?" Everyone started laughing.
What is wrong with this generation? My cheeks started burning. I share a look in class and I see Sam looking at me. We catch eye contact but then he looks away.
Okay.

I take a seat next to the only seat left.
Next to Sam. I look at Alex and give her a questioning look. Beside her is Liam. She shakes her shoulders and mouthed "sorry".

I look at Sam. He is reading a book. Shakespeare in love.

"Seriously, if you are trying to impress me-"
I get cutoff.

"Dont flatter yourself."

I role my eyes.
The teacher walks in with a shocking expression. "Since when do you read, mr. Griffin?" The teacher asks Sam.

"I-" Sam gets cutoff.

"Viola... wow. Coincidence?" He lets out a chuckle. "Viola. Do you know your name is in that book? Viola de lesseps." He explains.

No shit.

I nod.
I look at Sam. He shakes his head annoyed.
I can see he is starting to blush.

"BLUSHING" screams a kid in class.

"I'm not blushing." He scowls.

I turn my back and face Alex.

"3 more days of school" I say.

We both let out a smile.

After school me and Thomas went to my house. He took out his computer and did the work while I made a peanut butter sandwich.

"Hows it going?" I ask Thomas.
"I'm almost done."

After 25 minutes he shows me an image.

"That's him" I say

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"That's him" I say.

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