The Broken Ones

-Capter Ten-

Elijah King's POV:

    Not gonna lie I was confused. Really confused with little miss perfect, Victoria Jones.

We had been in the same school district for years. She was one of those kids that I never talked to but I thought I kind of knew, because of how long we'd been in the same classes.

But she really caught me off guard at the party last Friday night. I always thought she was such a fucking happy little thing that didn't have a mean bone in her body.

Now I'm really starting to rethink my view on her ever since the party.

I know I can be an asshole to everyone except for my best friend Matt, and my family. And when I am being an asshole most people leave me alone, some even fear me.

Yet, when I was a jerk to Victoria at the party, she fought back. Nobody ever did that.

To be honest I was shocked to even see her at a party, let alone tipsy. It didn't seem like her scene.

   I didn't even like parties that much, but I guess getting drunk and playing beer pong with the boys was what made them worth it.

   I left that party early after sitting on the top of the play set for a while. But of course I'd accidentally left my wallet where I was sitting.

    When I went back to get it I didn't expect her to be sitting there. I couldn't help myself from nagging at her.

  I was surprised when she talked back. I kind of found it amusing, seeing her get so worked up. It was a nice refresher that someone had the guts to talk back to me.

She said that night that 'I couldn't imagine half the shit she's gone through.' I mean what could have possibly been such a bad event in her life?

    I guess she was right I can't imagine it, she seems so innocent to me, always has.

   When, who I think was her brother, showed up she looked legitimately angry. Could I really have pissed her off that much?

   I was friends with Alec, one of her close friends. When I asked him about her once all he said was that she was one of the strongest people he knew.

   I was so curious about her. I really wanted to know more. But that didn't mean I liked her. No way in hell. She was just someone I wanted to learn more about.

   Maybe that made me nosy. But I didn't care.

   We only shared two classes; gym, and childhood development. After yesterday's encounter in gym, I couldn't help but glance to her from time to time.

   I was so deep in thought I didn't know I was spacing out while staring at her, until a hand waved in my face.

    "Hey, are you good? The bell rang like a minute ago and you haven't moved a muscle." Victoria said while picking up her backpack, getting ready to leave.

   I cursed under my breath, having missed the notes for this period. It's one of the few classes that I actually cared about.

    I gave her a gruff, "Yeah, I'm fine." Before shifting to pack up my stuff. I glanced up at her and mumbled a rough "Thanks." Before heading out the classroom.

   I noticed everyday she walked out with that girl Amber. It was another thing that struck me as odd.

   Amber wasn't seen as exactly the 'bad girl' of the school, but she was definitely rude and had an emo style.

    Amber was definitely intimidating, we shared some classes freshman year, and she could be a bitch when she wanted to be.

   It was weird to see how the two of them clicked. They had been best friends for ages. There wasn't one year that I'd seen seen them as enemies. I guess they were sort of like me and Matt. Stuck with each other through thick and thin.

   Once my last class of the day ended, Matt and I talked about our weekend plans. Alec has invited us to the beach Saturday, saying him and some friends were going. So we agreed.

    "Dude are you sure your good? You seem more spacey than usual." Matt asked snapping me out of my thoughts as we walked to his car.

   "Yeah just thinking....You know anything 'bout Victoria Jones?" He already knew about our exchange the party, called me a dick for being mean to her. Which was true.

   He raised an eyebrow at me, "Why? Somebody got a little crush on her?" He said while smirking and wiggling his eyebrows.

    I rolled my eyes, "Hell no, she caught me off guard at the party is all. I'm just curious." I said as we hopped in the car.

   "I don't know man, she's not exactly an open book." He said while starting the car, heading towards his house.

    "I know bro, but you know anything?" I pressed further. As much as I hated seeing him slightly smirking at my curiosity. I was desperate to find out more.

    "Well I know she keeps to herself, really is only open with that group of hers and her cousin." He answered.

    My eyebrows furrowed together, "Cousin? Who?"

    "You know Steven Jones the Junior? They practically look like siblings." He said. So, the guy that pulled her away at the party was her cousin not her brother.

    "Anyways, I know she lives with her cousin and Aunt." Matt continued, looking slightly confused himself. "But that's about it."

    "I wonder why." I thought out loud. Matt shrugged as we pulled into his driveway. It's what we did most days. Hung out at his for a bit, occasionally my house, then got some food. Then I'd go home.

After a few hours of hanging out and playing COD, we decided to grab a bite to eat before he dropped me off.

We settled on going to a diner about ten minutes away, they had outstanding food.

"Dude I don't get why we don't come here more often." Matt said as he pulled into a parking space.

"I know me either, it's so good." I said as we hopped out of the car. We walked into the diner and chose a booth that was in the corner.

We were looking at the menus when we heard the waitress walk up to the table.

"Hi my names Victoria and I'll be your waitress -
Oh hey." After she started speaking I snapped my head up and furrowed my eyebrows.

Why did Victoria Jones work at this small diner?