Down The Street (Matt Espinosa)

"Bell, wait. Please! Bell, wait up!" I heard him panting loudly as he tried to catch up to me. Too bad man sluts aren't known for their running.

"What do you want? Do you even know why I'm upset? Or were you and Hayes too busy taking turns eating Angela's freaking face to realize what happened?" I yell, still speed walking further away from him.

It's too late. He catches up and puts his hands on my shoulders.

"Bella Scott, you listen to me." He said, "You and I gotta talk. Promise you'll meet me at our spot. You promise? Fifteen minutes, okay? And you can't tell Emma. About Hayes. Don't tell her."

I hesitated, but eventually I nod my head in agreement. My form of saying "I promise." I knew what 'our spot' meant. He meant the tree.

Down the street.