Everyone can believe in the idea of being innocent until proven guilty but when someone holds the evidence to prove your guilt, how long can you continue to run from your inevitable fate?
After moving to America in an attempt to escape her troubled...
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Chapter 19:
Plan A
The familiar feeling of gravel crunches under my car tyres as I come to a halt, parking outside Sophie's front door. Half a dozen cars are already parked and I know that means that I'm one of the last to arrive.
It's probably a good thing. Although I'm a part of the group, this Amelia problem doesn't affect me anywhere near as much as it does to them, especially George. None of them have seen her since the party, they've never planned to see her again and the shock of her return was evident in the group's reaction at lunch today. I know I'm needed at this meeting to be kept in the loop but at the same time it ultimately doesn't matter if I am here or not, but if Steven's right, if Amelia is going to target me because I've 'replaced' her, then I'm going to need this meeting more than anyone.
The whole way here my stomach felt sick. I have no clue what I was about to walk into. Our group is known for being laid back and carefree, yet I have a feeling that tonight, we are about to be the complete opposite.
I stand patiently, pressing the doorbell once, waiting for the door to open.
"Hey, come on in." Sophie says as she opens the door, clearly overwhelmed with another person arriving.
Taking a final deep breath of the chilly autumn night air, I step inside, following Sophie through the house towards the garden. The group are gathered around on logs by a small fire, a few metres away from the lake.
I was right, I'm the last to arrive. Taking a seat next to Zara and George, I sit quietly, trying to figure out what the mood is which I can feel lingering in the air.
"Look George, all I'm saying is for the sake of the group's reputation and you not getting into trouble every 5 minutes, you can't react like you did today every time you see her." Blake warns.
"I don't see why it should be any other way. She almost ruined everything. My relationship with my parents, my education, my future in general, she can't just come back into our lives and expect everything to be fine." He harshly replies.
"Boys please, what happened today has happened, we now need to work on what we'll do next." Sophie begs.
Anger and worry. Those feelings hang in the air like clothes on a washing line.
I look over to Zac, he gazes into the distance, chewing nervously at one of his nails. His eyes don't look over to anyone, worry has flooded him like a disease.
"Now everyone is here we can finally discuss the reason as to why I called you all here today." Blake announces, taking the lead as always.
"I want us all to come together right now, we can't afford to turn against each other or fall apart for the sake of our friendships and the fact that this is our Senior year. It'll be what Amelia wants, to take everything away from us like we did to her, no matter what we can't let her win. I've organised this emergency meeting tonight so that we can come to some kind of agreement on a plan."
