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Amara POV

The teacher flicked through my homework, her face growing more and more surprised as she turned the pages.

Pleased and shocked she turned to me.

"This is wonderful, Vickie. I knew you had it in you if only you tried."

I smiled wryly back.
"Just decided I might benefit in the long run from completing my homework," I chirped sweetly.

Peter chuckled softly beside me and I turned to him, leaning in close to whisper in his ear, "Remember our deal. No Destiny, no homework,"

He nodded.
"I sent a message to Liberty for the Bounded yesterday, they haven't gotten back to me yet," he said in a low voice.

"Tyler! Vickie! No whispering while I'm talking!" Mrs. Garnish called sharply from the front of the classroom, causing some of the kids to snicker.
I rolled my eyes.
Really, they were all a bunch of middle schoolers.

After homeroom I had science... where we would be dissecting a squid.

I almost barfed at the thought of it. The sight of it was even worse.

Mr. Quinn plopped a slimy, very dead squid on mine and Peter's plastic-covered desk.
I wrinkled my nose.
Peter did the same.
He was kinda cute wh— nevermind.

We both stared at the squid, grimacing, for a long moment.
I smiled through clenched teeth and turned to Peter beseechingly.

"Ty-ty! My man! Guess what? I'm going to let you cut it open!"

He rolled his eyes than smirked. "Anything for you, sweetheart," He purred, causing the kids from the desk over to laugh.

I squeezed my eyes shut tight as he slit the squid carefully open.
Ew.

I pretended to help, but mostly I just made Peter do all the work.

I nearly puked when we had to dissect an earthworm Freshman year.
No way I could do this.
This was like earthworm on steroids.

This kind of stuff is scarring, ya know?
Those images will stay with you your whole life.

After science I went to the bathroom and fiercely my hands a dozen or so times, using as much soap as there was in the little dispenser.

I made my way into the cafeteria, and as I suspected everyone had saved a seat for me next to Peter.
Sigh.

It felt like everything in my life was fake these days.... wait.

Chelsie's fake name was Gracie May. If she had the same relocation process I did she would have a Instalife under her new name!

(Cutting in real fast, sorry lol. Instalife is sorta a mix between instagram and iMessage)

I pulled out my cellphone later that night, smothering my grin.

Chelsie POV

My phone pinged right as I was about to drift off asleep and I groaned, turning over in bed and plucking it off the nightstand.

It was just a stupid follow request.

VickieQueenOfTheWorld wants to follow you.

The heck?
I didn't know any Vickie's.

I clicked on the username and it bought me to a profile.
I almost threw my phone across the room.

Freaking Amara?!

I laughed in disbelief, my hand flying over my mouth as I scrolled through the photos.
That was Amara, there was no question of it.
She was safe!
And relocated, just like me.

Wait?
Was that Peter?
I scrolled in close to a photo of a dark haired kid in the background.
It was.

I clicked that follow button and sent her a message as fast as I could.

Oh my freaking pickles and cream cheese! You're okay! And safe! How the heck did you find me? Where are you living? And how is Peter at your school? You know who he is, right?

I pressed send, and watched in pain as the little typing bubble showed.

t y p e f a s t e r

Slow down there, hon! I can't answer all those questions at once... or can I?
Yeah I know Peter.
It's hard to explain while we are at the school. Long story short I got in detention one too many times lol.
But Peter is Tyler here.
I go do district 211 High now.
I was looking at your posts, so you go to 340 now?
Who's that girl in your pics?

I smiled. Amara didn't miss a thing.
211... I mapped it.
She was only a three hour drive away from here.

Tyler? Lol.
Yeah, I go to 340.
The girl is Olivia. She's kinda been my only friend at this new school.
I miss you, Mara,

Amara replied after a few minutes.

I'm sorry that it's not that great at your school, Chels.
It's not the best here, but at least I'm alive. Heh.
I have a plan.

I laughed to myself. Of course she did.

Fire away.

Amara was typing.

Take the bus to falling heights Saturday, it's about an hour away from where you live.
There's a coffee shop called "Tender Loving Coffee" (TLC). I'll meet you there at 3:00pm.

I chewed my lip, thinking. I could tell Yulia I was going out with some school friends.

Okay.

Amara replied quickly.

I love you, get some rest. Miss you 😘

The activity sign by her username disappeared and I smiled at my phone.

Damn I missed that girl.

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I made a couple alternative covers while I was bored, tell me what y'all think of em!

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Short chapter today but hope you enjoyed it!