Katie

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"So who's the hot bad boy?"


Amy asks me as we leave class. I should have known word would get around to her that I was hanging out with another guy that guy being someone who was doing everything right now just to avoid me like I had the plague.


"All I kept hearing about was this William guy at band rehearsal. Both Cameron and Scott were whining like little kids about him. So he's got to be hot to cause this much trouble."


She squeals following me to my car.


"He's just a friend that's all."


Trying my hardest not to blush when I think about me and him last in my bedroom. I thought that one time would be enough with him, that my cravings for him would go but it only made me want him more.


"A hot friend then?"


I pull me keys out of my bag until I hear Amy scream.


"What the hell?"


Walking around the front of my car, red liquid stains the paint and drips on to the concrete ground as a butchered bloody rabbit is tied to my car window wipers.


"Who did this!"


Amy screams at the other students who stop and stand to look what is going on. William wouldn't do this. Would he? Knowing he keyed Cameron's car in the beginning.


"I'm going to kill him."


Amy says as she looks out on to the street now noticing a large black tinted SUV speed away.


"Who?"


Amy points to the car that just speeded away.


"That's one of Scott's cars. Seriously I can't believe he would go this far. What did you do to make him dislike you so much?"


Nothing. Well apart from William beating him up but he had kept well enough alone since I should have probably called the police on him.


"Nothing."


I go to the driver's side to see if there was any other extra damage. Nothing. Until I spot a screwed up piece of paper stuck between the gap in my car seat. He had opened my car and been inside it. Pulling the door open I quickly grab the piece of paper as Amy walks around to stand near me. A strong smell suddenly burning my nostrils. What the hell was that smell?


"I'll drop you off home. We should probably notify the school and the police. Who ever did this cannot get away with it."


Her arm goes around the back of my shoulder as she guides us back into the school. Amy talks to the receptionist for me and hands them my car keys, whilst I open the paper up quicky making sure to give me and her plenty of room apart so she wouldn't be able to see it.

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