Chapter 9

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Avalon River's POV

When I walked into school all eyes were on me, and not in the good way. Gossip travels fast everywhere but it travels faster than the speed of light in Rosewood; I would know I'm usually the one who starts most of it. Everyone in the school had obviously heard about what I was now referring to as the 'ditch incident'. The doctors at the hospital had removed the shard of glass from my leg and I had to have stiches. The bruises that covered my face were easily covered with concealer but I couldn't say the same for the hideous white bandage which now took residence on my leg. I had to wear jeans to cover the bandage. Jeans. Avalon Rivers has never been caught dead in jeans before today. Unfortunately I didn't have a choice. I wasn't allowed to wear high heels either which is probably why probably half the population of Rosewood High were staring at me, I hadn't gone to school in anything that didn't have a heel since middle school.

"What are you staring at!?" I yelled at some freshmen girls who had gotten in my way. The yelped and scampered away. I mentally gave myself a high-five, even in jeans and flats I still had some power.

I spotted my best friends sitting at a table and I quickly made my way towards them.

I plopped my bag on the floor and collapsed on a seat. "Hey guys." I greeted my friends.

"Hey Av." Everyone replied except Brielle who had her head buried in her History textbook.

I scrunched up a piece of paper and threw it at her head. "Hey Brielle!"

Brielle jerked her head up from her textbook. "Oh hey Av."

I leaned forward and propped my head on my hands. "What are you studying for? You don't even have a test this week."

"You never know when teachers are going to surprise you with pop quizzes. I need to be prepared. Because if I'm not I'll get a bad grade which is basically like losing and I don't lose!" Brielle exclaimed.

"You need to chill out." Scarlett said slowly taking the coffee from Brielle's hands.

"How much caffeine have you had today?" Charlotte asked.

"Just enough to make sure I wouldn't fall asleep yesterday night." Brielle said laying her head on the table.

"I know what you mean." I agreed. "It was impossible to sleep after being locked in a basement for hours. I feel like every time I close my eyes A is going to attack me."

"How did your parents react when they came to the hospital?" Scarlett asked.

"Surprisingly I didn't get in trouble at all." Brielle said. "Sure they asked what I was doing but I just lied and told them that I went for a run, fell and hit my head."

"And they believed you." Charlotte said in disbelief.

"Yep." Brielle stifled a yawn.

"What about you Avalon?" Scarlett asked turning towards me.

"They weren't suspicious at all. Honestly I think my Mom was more worried about me ruining my outfit." I muttered.

"Are you ok?" Brielle asked.

"Someone stabbed me with piece glass Brielle. Of course I'm not ok!" I snapped. I sighed. "Sorry. I just had a rough night that's all."

Brielle nodded and turned back to her textbook.

"Well guys I better get going but I'll talk to you all later." Charlotte said as she swung her bag over her shoulder and joined her boyfriend on the opposite side of the courtyard. They walked out of view.

"Where do you think they're going?" Scarlett wondered.

Brielle smirked. "They're probably just going to make out in the janitors closet."

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