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Location: Gym to Pool
Thoughts: "Loose walls? Hm I think they're just looking at my personality not me."

Her brow went up and a few light balls went on. "That doesn't sound too bad. My house is perfect for a party and my parents aren't home for a month or so cause they have a shoot." She said. The thought of it made her happy making her more around people. She tapped her chin and gave out a cute yet serious face. "We're having a party. I don't care who shows up and how but we freaking are." As she did she looked at her phone and her poker face showed. The text she received from Leighton was enough for her to think it was for shits and giggles but she was slowly starting to think he was serious as a mofo. "So I'm in labor you guys!" She said loud and chuckled. As she was cheery and happy Leighton scared her with a sudden shoulder touch. She jumped and stepped away with a goofy karate stance. She realized it was Leighton and she pouted and crossed her arms. "You scared me Leighton!" She complained. She sighed and hugged him as a sign of an I forgive you.

She looked at Issiah and Eyree looking like a married couple. She chuckled at that thought and turned back to her friends. "So Leighton Jane and I possibly might make a party at my house. What do you say?" Parties were her thing and she loved going to them. Leigh-Ann is a classy girl so she won't dare step into a party Amber-Lynn would make but possibly everybody else might. If not well fuck them and everything they fucking stand for. Thats her favorite come back and will always use it no matter what they say. She stretched her arms up to the ceiling and dropped them. "Okay well since we're in the gym we can go to the pool! I think its unoccupied." She said taking Jane's and Leighton's hands dragging them to the pool. As she was at the door it was opened by Melissa Yale who left with her speakers leaving the pool deserted.

"Lets swim!" She said prepared for anything especially when it comes to swimming. She started tying her hair up in a ponytail and started taking off her clothes revealing a swimsuit instead of a bra and underwear. She was a rebel like that. "Please don't make me the only one who actually wears a bathing suit the whole time!" She pouted and her puppy eyes kicked in. Amber-Lynn looked down at the water falling inside the water on purpose letting her body touch the bottom of the pool. She hoped someone would enter.

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Location:Kingdom Crest High--->Mall
Thoughts: Shoes. Shoes solve everything.

Leigh-Ann did want to stay and talk to Nezario, he was perhaps the only person face she wanted to see right now (other than Harley Rose who she just found out via Twitter had just arrived back in town). But now Leigh-Ann wanted to do nothing more than to high tail it out of the school she claimed as her Kingdom and meet Rose to discuss some serious matters.

"Um. We'll talk later, okay?" Leigh-Ann said to Nezario while flashing him a genuine smile that told him that she meant it and a light squeeze of the hand to reassure him that she would make sure that conversation was sooner than later. Not giving him the chance to respond to her, Leigh-Ann bypassed everyone that was still present in the room and in no time the diva was in the parking lot, tossing her designer handbag into the back of her red Jaguar convertible and hopping in herself.

Usually Leigh-Ann was a safe driver, for the simple fact that she had Jasmine in the car most of the time and she just could never forgive herself if her little sister was hurt because of her own stupidity behind a wheel but her sister wasn't in the car and Leigh-Ann's stiletto couldn't seem to stop from pressing hard on the gas. The usual twenty minute drive to the mall from the school was cut in half as Leigh-Ann swiveled into a parking spot, beating another car in who threw up a middle finger at the diva teenager, one that she happily returned as she hopped out of her car and heading inside of the mall. Her eyes scanned about as the instant chatter and the cool breeze from the tickled her face. The mall always made the honey blonde feel better but even as she made her way to her favorite shoe department in up on the second floor, nothing could calm the rage that was building inside of Leigh.

She could understand that Victor probably saw her tweets with Nezario and that he probably got angry. She could even understand that he would get back at her with his own flirting with someone but never did she expect to log on and see a rather...friendly discourse between Rose, perhaps one of her closest friends. Leigh-Ann could be brutal and even down right cold-hearted but she would never show the disrespect to Victor that he was showing her. He always complained about the girls in her clique and now he was openly joking and flirting publicly? And Rose was accepting? As Leigh-Ann entered the store to try on her first pair of wedges, she began to grind her teeth together to keep herself under control as she waited for one of her friends to arrive or even Victor--everyone knew that the shoe department was the first place Leigh went.

Issiah Rojas
Location:Rec Center


Issiah didn't realize that he was watching Eyree so closely with Adrian until he heard her speak out in Spanish. A sheepish smile crossed his features just as he raised his hand to the back of his head to rub lightly at his thick auburn dreads. It was obvious that he had issues relaxing when people were around his son but usually when it was Eyree it was never a problem. Though in the Rec, they were surrounded by people and even strangers that he did not even know and that made him uneasy for reasons. When his son was lead off to the pit of what he called "no cheese" (little Adrian had tried to eat it before and found out the shocking truth), Issiah didn't take his eyes off of him until Eyree sat down beside him. Dark brown eyes stare intently at her vibrant locks as she rested her hand on his arm. A devilish smirk crossed his strikingly handsome features as he lifted his hand and took hold of a lock of her hair.

“I’ll tell you about my break, if you tell me about the color change.” When she stood up, his gentle hold on her hair dropped and he watched as Adrian placed a affectionate kiss on his Titi’s cheek before he was put back down to play in his own little world. Sitting back with his hands propped behind his head, Issiah took the time to actually relax now that there was hardly anyone around and out came his phone. One watchful eye on Adrian and casual one on his phone he was able to enjoy a nice conversation with his friends, mainly Carmen who always seemed to care about Adrian’s well-being.

Just when he was putting his phone down to keep both eyes on Adrian, it vibrated to show a text from Nezario. A smile crossed Issiah’s face when he read it. He thought of the Italian male as a brother to him, they both seem to bond over the same sport and both came from a different country and were tossed into an unknown environment that they had to adapt to.

To: Nezario
From: Issiah
Of course, hermano! Sí, stopping by?
Message delivered.

After sending the message, Issiah looked up and just in time to see Adrian trying to stuff one of the foam cubes into his mouth. “Adrian! Spit that out!” Pushing himself up by the palms of his hands, Issiah abandoned his phone in his seat to make his way over to his son who looked up at him with wide eyes as if he had just been caught with his hand in the cookie jar.

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Location: Gym to mall
Thoughts: "Another friend hates me. What else is going to go wrong?"

As he punched the punching bag a few more times close to breaking it time went by quickly notifying him that it is now time to go to the mall. He took off the boxing glove only to see blue and purple fists. He sighed not even sure if it hurts. He walked to the lockers to retrieve his stuff and change into something less covered in sweat. He drank some cold water and sat down on the benches that are inside the locker room. He sighed knowing Nezario is much more suited for Leigh-Ann since he sweet talked the fuck out of her. As he was thinking about the most worst things that could happen things got even more shittier for him. He looked at Jane's text and he sighed. Maybe he was just too oblivious to her feelings. Maybe he just thought of her of a sister and got a bit annoyed with her words that he said the wrong thing. He got up and walked towards the wall and banged his head a few times and left the locker room with his stuff and changed clothes.

He left the gym without caring about the people near him smiling. It felt like everything was oblivious to him and everything was in slow motion and mute. He got on his motorcycle and started the engine hearing the loud purr as he started it. His bike roared and left in speed. It was like his motorcycle and him are in synced emotions. As he felt the wind through his hair the helmet hitting the seat as he drove made him remember some stuff about Leigh-Ann but whenever he tries to think of Leigh-Ann the most negative things pop in his brain about her and Nezario. He wanted to kill Nezario but then Leigh-Ann would have the permission to kill Janette. He was jealous but he couldn't get mad at Leigh-Ann. They were good friends and he wasn't in charge of her life and she wasn't in charge of his.

Victor got to the mall parking his motorcycle right in front so he wouldn't have to walk so far. He was a bit lazy from all the punching but his rage was still alive. He entered the mall unsure where Leigh-Ann is but she probably went shopping to kill time like always. He walked to the huge fountain where people would throw coins in there and wish for the silliest things. Victor thought it was stupid but at the moment he was desperate. A friend told him he can only wish once. There was two things he could wish for, Leigh-Ann's love or Janette's friendship. The most hardest decision in his life. Which one was more important to him and had much more of a life changing experience for him. He sat down not wanting to wish but instead of making him feel more worse than he already is he thought about it once more and threw the dime in and wished. No one knew which one he wished for but he hoped it came true. He sat down near the fountain and waited for Leigh-Ann. It was hard to miss him since the fountain was the center of the mall, the heart you could say.

He looked down and saw more twitter comments and more and more and more his blood started to boiled. He got up and decided to give up. It was obvious by the posts from twitter that she obviously moved onto somebody else. Anyway Nazario seemed to love Leigh-Ann more than any other guy in the world. He walked around the mall hoping to bump into Janette or even worse somebody from his clique.

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Location: Gym to Jane's house
Thoughts: "I have to buy chocolate ice cream and a horror film."

As Amber-Lynn returned to the surface she gave out a worried face as Jane rushed out. She got out of the water to dry off. She took a towel out of the rack. There was towels cause this was a swim team and the school provided towels. As she dried off she put on her loose clothes on. She looked at Leighton and wanted to ask him what happened but she had a feeling he didn't know nothing. As she dried her hair and clean out the smudgy eye make up she got a text from Janette and she just wanted to punch Victor in the face a few times. She was going to text her back but she received another text and knowing Janette the last text was full of horse shit. She wrinkled her nose a bit and moved her eye brows a bit and sighed. She grabbed Leighton's hand and dragged him outside. "We're going to Jane's and you're coming also." Amber-Lynn wasn't the type of girl who wanted no's at times like this.

"We have to go buy ice cream and rent some videos! Up for the challenge?" She looked at him with a big smile. "Well, you don't have an opinion on this so yes you are!" She pulled him inside her car and she got in the drivers seat starting the car and started driving as fast as she can. She stopped the car at a market to buy two gallons worth of ice cream and rented a horror flick. It sounds like Jane just got out of a bad relationship and it did. Amber-Lynn was going to treat it just like a bad relationship and the best part is her Leighton is going to be apart of their complains. She entered the car and put the gallons of ice cream on Leighton's lap. "Hold them for me please love?" She asked politely. Amber-Lynn started driving to Jane's house and the environment Jane lived in was completely different from Amber's. Amber-Lynn lived in a rich community and gated but Jane's was different. She never looked at the different communities. She liked the average feel the community had instead of the classy bitch feeling that her community spread off.

As she got to her house she parked in front. "Hm, well I think her parents are home and I don't think her parents want a girl with tattoo's and nose piercings in her house. They might think I'm passing her some drugs." Amber-Lynn said. She sighed and thought about it. Her idea was completely James Bond or Secret Agent double o zero. Ladder + Bed room window = Success, in her brain at the moment. "Okay I know how to enter the house! If I'm about to fall call the ambulance or my nanny." She warned. Amber-Lynn left the car and set up the fallen ladder and started climbing. As she climbed to the top of the ladder with a few hesitations she opened the bedroom window which was ironically unlocked. She entered the house flawlessly with a cut from the chipped wood. She tumbled inside and hit her head on the door.

"Ouchie!" She yelled. "I infiltrated Janette's house destroying her tears without no flaws!" She said smiling at her and hugged Janette. As she hugged her she realized she forgot the d.v.d's and ice cream and her heart sank. She ran up to the window and yelled at Leighton, "Leighton sweetie! Get the ice cream and d.v.d's and yourself here!" She said smiling big blowing him a huge kiss and waved. "So lets scarf down some ice cream and watch some d.v.d's pretending you just went over through a break up cause I know you ain't calm." Amber said nudging her elbow on her arm.

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Location:Mall
Thoughts: Shoes do solve everything...and Italian.

Leigh-Ann had walked inside her favorite soe store with an attitude that had the employees fearful for their jobs but as she got to her sixth pair of shoes, they were flocking to her in order to Leigh-Ann had walked inside her favorite shoe store with an attitude that had the employees fearful for their jobs but as she got to her sixth pair of shoes, they were flocking to get to her so that they could be commissioned for helping the wealthy diva. Something in her mood changed drastically since she had been sitting in the shoe department. The gritting of her teeth ceased and was replaced with a melodic hum, her snaps of rage towards the employees turned into friendly conversation when they came near. Leigh-Ann placed her mood on the shoes of course, believing that they made everything better like she always said but the honey blonde was not at all dense. Since she had been inside the store she had the liberty to calm down by speaking to a few friends and although her playful joking with Eyree and Issiah did help her mood, it was truly speaking to Nazario that made Leigh-Ann sigh with contentment. The Italian gentleman always had a way with words and he was the complete opposite of what Leigh-Ann was use to with Victor. But they were just friends and Leigh-Ann wasn’t thinking about rushing into a relationship, not after just getting out of her first serious one. No matter how much she tried to deny it, her feelings for Victor were immense and thinking about their broken relationship made the refined beauty’s heart ache. Shaking the thought of Victor from her mind, Leigh-Ann opted that at pair number eight, it was time to take her leave.

After paying a substantial amount and requesting that the boxes of shoes be delivered to her doorstep (there was no way she was going to walk around with eight boxes of shoes), Leigh-Ann left with quite a lighter heart than what she had entered with and breathed a soft sigh of relief. Gone were the thoughts of Victor and that wretched girl, Jane (who had made Leigh-Ann’s list), and away were the thoughts of Rose and Victor. She decided that she was Leigh-Ann Anderson, Queen of Kingdom Crest and Beloved leader, she ran things and no one or anything was going to tell her different. With confident strides, she strolled through the mall, checking her phone for the time. Rose and Harley would probably be there soon and what better place to meet them than the giant fountain that sat right in the center of the mall on the first floor. Taking the elevator down, Leigh-Ann’s confidence was back on top as she tapped her perfectly manicured nails on the moving rail.

Why did I even let this shit bother me? I’m a fucking Anderson. I'm beautiful, talented, and I don't need any male in my life that obviously doesn't want me. What am I, my mother? the diva thought as her stilettos touched base with the tile of the first floor. Her desitination was the usual meeting place of the fountain, knowing that either Harley or Rose would expect her to be there but now her heels were taking her in the direction of the food court, all of that shoe shopping had made her a bit famished and she could use something unhealthy and greasy; there was no scolding mother around to tell her otherwise. Just when she had opted to sink her teeth into a large slice of pizza, Leigh-Ann began to push her way through crowd, only to bump into a solid figure that almost made her stumble. If this was the halls of Kingdom Crest she would have more than likely snapped but this was the mall and with her mood brightening, the person was rewarded with the feel of her soft palms to their chest as she steadied herself and the sound of a soft whimsical laugh.

“Sorry, that’s what I get for wearing neck breaking shoes.” She said to what she thought was a complete stranger before looking up to see that it was a face that she was all too familiar with and one that if she would have seen only minutes ago, she would have slapped red.

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After exchanging a few tweets with everyone, Harley decided to invite herself to the mall and tag along with Leigh Ann. The mall wasn't a place Harley would normally like to hang out at--she preferred a place less crowded--but it would have to do. She needed to stock up on a few new outfits to match her newly bronzed skin tone anyway. Leaving her somewhat now messy room, Harley decided to grab a quick bite of food before she left. Calculating where Leigh Ann would most likely be in the mall, she thought leaving the silky haired beauty to a few minutes of shoe shopping wouldn't hurt. Besides, shoe shopping was Harley's weakness; she would never be caught dead in a pair of sky scrapping high heels. She usually gravitated more towards the flats and sneakers, which in return made her feel less feminine when compared to Leigh Ann. With this thought in mind, she got the ingredients out to make some grilled salmon salad. Why not take a few extra minutes to make something delicious and satisfying rather than throwing something together?
It seemed like her mother came running to the kitchen when she caught Harley in mid salad flip.
"Is that salmon I smell?" she asked eagerly. Her mother was dressed in her usual dress up of black, slimming clothes. Even during their vacation she wasn't caught in anything other than the depressing color. Harley smiled at her mother.
"Yes, yes it is. I made enough for two thinking you'd want some eventually. Want a plate while it's fresh?" she asked her. After a the exchange of plates, Harley poured them both a glass of white whine. Her mother didn't even bash an eyelash when Harley took a sip of the alcoholic beverage. While they were halfway into their meal, her mother had already poured herself two more glasses. Harley smirked as her mother started to become less uptight and more laid back. When her mother was like this it was easy to see where Harley got her attitude from. She just hoped she didn't gain the uptight part with age.
Finishing her plate, Harley kissed her mother on her cheek and took her mother's car instead of her own. She didn't want her mother driving when she was buzzed, and since Harley left the bottle on the counter, she had a feeling that buzz may turn into drunk rather quickly.
Her mother's car was a VW Passat Sedan that was a silver color. The air conditioning blasted the minute Harley turned the engine keys on. It made her eyes squint as goose bumps filled the skin of her arms. She then began the twenty minute drive towards the beckoning mall.

Spoiler:

When Harley's ballet flats entered the food court her nose filled with the smell of greasy, unhealthy food. She was immediately glad that she ate at her house instead of coming empty stomached, otherwise she would die of a Chinese food coma. Harley quickly ran past the food court and to where she assumed Leigh Ann would be: her favorite shoe store.
Harley could tell that the fashonista was recently here by the huge grins of the employees and the boxes that laid lying around. The only other place that Leigh Ann would be would be in the middle of the mall, their usual meeting place. The fact that Harley was late enough to miss her at the shoe store sent her into a somewhat panic. She didn't want to anger Leigh Ann if she was going to try and get information from her later.
Harley quickened her usual slow pace to a faster one to only find Leigh Ann in an awkward position. It seemed as if she had been falling and landed on someone who Harley had recently found out that Leigh Ann didn't want to be near. Harley walked up to the two and coughed.
"Hey! Sorry I'm late. My mom held me up. What's going on?" she sent Leigh Ann a look that meant 'Why are you talking to him if you two are broken up?'. She hoped her friend could read her look and know what she was saying when words couldn't be said. Harley looked up to Victor and smiled. It felt as if the air was filled with a small tension, and Harley could only hope that her presence lightened it at least somewhat.

(Author's Note: Leigh Ann did fall on Victor, right?)

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Location: Janey's house
funfunfun
Wearing:

Totally Awesome:

Leighton laughed at Janette and pinched her left cheek. "Sweetie, of course I appear everywhere. Whenever I hear a female in need I get places quicker." Amber Lynn told him about a party. Surprisingly enough, Leighton didn't go to parties. He did, but he ended up studying the entire time. Swimming wasnot his forte either, water ruined his hair and plus chlorine in his ears made him a bit paranoid than normal. All he did was shake his head no with a smirk and begin tweeting. He didn't even notice Janey was gone until Lynny the fish dragged him out of the gym. "If you would've told me rather than dragged me out here in the freezing cold, I would've prepared a song for Janey dear." Break up songs were easy for him to write. All he needed to do was listen to Taylor Swift and pretend some girl cheated on him with another guy.

Amber Lynn drove over to the store and picked up two gallons of icecream. He loved ice cream, especially vanilla. Leighton held the ice cream against his chest and rubbed his cheek against it. "Oh gosh I'm so hungry." He then looked at the horror movies that were selected and shook his head. Why couldn't they watch a chick flick, or maybe Harry Potter or something? He hated horror movies, specifically because some of the demented characters reminded him of his own mother, and he just didn't like that portrayal on the screen. But then again, Janette was the one in trouble, and he had no say in what they did to cheer her up.

Jan'e neighborhood was nice and tidy and screamed wealthy, but middle class. He loved the tiny, yet elaborate houses in a line. Leighton watched as Amber Lynn parked and pondered on which way to get. It's obvious, the window. Lynn finally realized Leighton's thought and climbed up the window, and it was unlocked, as if Janey expected them to do what they were doing now. Lynn called down at Leighton, and he shook his head. "Like hell I'm going up there." Looking up again, Leighton then decided he had no choice. Tucking each ice cream gallon under his arm, and putting the movies in his mouth, Leighton climbed the ladder with dexterity and agility, eventually landing in Janette's room on his feet.


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Location: Cafe
Friends!..
Wearing:

Just changed.:

Kevyn's water and cookie time was interrupted by Arun Barker standing over her and asking if he could sit. She wasn't going to decline, as maybe Sage and Delilah would be happy if another person joined them. You couldn't have too many friends, of course. Taking a sip of her water, and pausing the game she was playing, she gave a nod of her head. "Of course you can." Really, she didn't mind at all. Plus, Arun was a part of the council, so it wasn't as if she was invited a complete stranger to sit down with her and talk. Turning off her video game, since she was in someone's company, Kevyn looked up at Arun and pushed on her glasses.

"So...What did you want to talk about?" Conversation was a big part of eating with people, and she didn't want him to freeload off her table without talking. "So, what did you think of my idea?" She beamed and looked at Arun. "I think I might show up in a pretty dress for once." She needed to go to the mall ASAP, in order to choose the perfect dress in case the event was happening soon. Maybe it could be business like, or maybe just really really gamerish. Kevyn had no idea, and she also had no idea whether or not she should go to the event. Chip and dip parties for one were more for her.


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Location: Restaurant
Wearing:

Led Zeppelin:

Was she really cooler than Leigh Ann? The sentence struck a bit of a chord inside Freyjakiu, as opinionated comments were something she gave out a lot but never actually believed were always true. Leigh Ann was in fact, much much cooler than her, and Freyjakiu was not afraid to admit it. In the eyes of Kingdom Crest's Wannabes and Beloveds Freyjakiu might as well be planted as a rug underneath the queen's stilettoed feet. Then, to most of the Misfits, Musicians, and Badasses, Freyjakiu should probably have Leigh Ann planted as a rug underneath her combat -booted feet. It was all a matter of perspective. If you were closer to Leigh Ann than to Frey, the latter was inferior. Freyjakiu didn't want to admit it, but she never really was a stickler for holding words in. "I'm probably cooler than Leigh Ann in your eyes, Luna. And to that, cheers to you." She slowly raised her drink into the air and smiled.

Putting her drink down to her mouth to sip it, Freyjakiu marveled in the taste of what was called water. "I'm not jealous of you for being nomadic, I must admit. I prefer staying in one place." Being that she moved here from England to France to this place, Freyjakiu didn't plan on moving in a LONG time.

Their food arrived and Frey checked the time. It was past 4, so she had enough time. Then it hit her; She was respnsible for getting Kevyn home. With her mouth full of Udon, Frey shuffled through her bag and took her phone out, dialing her cousin's number. It rang twice before she heard her cousin's voice on the other line. "Hello?" Frey spoke urgently into the phone's reciever. "Fis ith Frey, 'r yew hoam?"

"What?" Freyjakiu swallowed and spoke once more. "I said, are you home?" Kevyn's voice drawled out a 'No.' "WHERE THE BLOODY HELL ARE YOU THEN?" She whispered loudly. "The Cafe."

Freyjakiu nearly hit her head on the table. Of course Kevyn would eat food before going home. "I'm hanging with my friends." She sighed, relieved that she didn't meed to bring Kevyn home tonight. "I also took the car too." And now Frey would need a cab. "Whatever. Just tell mom you're out, alright?" Kevyn agreed, and hung up. Freyjakiu finished off the rest of her noodles and soon got a text from her aunt.

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From: Kelli
To: Freyja-San
Kevyn told me about her being out with her friends. She also told me that you skipped out on both class AND the meeting. In thirty minutes you better be home, and you are in so much trouble young lady!

Looking up to Luna, she grinned sheepishly. "Aunt's blowing a gasket. In thirty minutes I gotta be home in time for what seems like an all out war." Oh how she hated it when Kevyn was a snitch.

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With every joke told, every genuine smile she cracked and giggle that escaped her lips, Rose mood had changed positively. Finally getting up from her ‘hiding spot’ Rose headed to her… Sitting in the car she sent one last tweet before she had been ready to drive off in the direction of the mall but another tweet had stopped her. It was from Leigh. Frowning and wondering what she had meant she was about to send her a text and ask just that before she got another tweet to just meet her at the mall.

Wondering what Leigh could have meant. Looking on her friend’s timeline she sees multiple flirtatious tweets from Nazario to her. Hmmmmm She thought as she started her car and drove off. As she sped down the streets she debated on whether or not when she got there if she should ask Leigh about them. It wasn’t like Victor and her were together anymore but she knew they still loved each other. It wasn’t really right for Nazario and Leigh to be flirting out in the open for not only the world but Victor to see.

Parking in a free space Rose turned her car off and just sat there thinking. Leigh could be just doing this for what she thought he had done to her. Though it wasn’t a very good reason they both were as stubborn as ox’s. Getting out of her car she walked up the steps and then into the mall. Stopping to look around and see which entrance she had came from she then headed for the escalators. It could just be that Leigh just wanted someone to comfort her with sweet words. That would explain some of it but even if anyone of these things were true Leigh shouldn’t play with Nazario’s feelings like that. It’s pretty obvious that he likes her.

And then there was Jane. What had happened? She had planned to go for a quick shopping trip with Leigh just to blow some steam then go over to Jane’s house to comfort her. She obviously wasn’t in the best of moods according to her tweets. She need to make her happy she didn’t want… she didn’t want her to start that again. About to board the escalator, knowing that Leigh would be in the shoe department but then she saw Victor pacing around. Smiling she walked over to him. Hi. She said smiling before noticing his expression. What’s wrong? before she sent a quick text to Leigh

To: Leigh
At the mall be there soon

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Location:Cafe
Thoughts: Redheads, Tea, and Street racing, all in one day...

It didn't take them long to get to the Cafe, thanks to Delilah's rather skillful driving. As they drove, Sage was particularly quiet as she kept her phone company by tweeting back and forth with Leighton Lane. It was funny to her how she responded so easily through a gadget but in person, she barely spoke a word. Perhaps it was the fact that she she didn't speak much in public that people flocked at the opportunity to have a conversation with her via twitter, which she didn't mind--after all she was a relatively friendly person.

Once they arrived at the Cafe, Sage hopped out of Delilah's car and of course gave her a small smile of appreciation for getting her there in one piece, even though Sage wouldn't have mind if they went a bit...faster. But of course there was the issue with well--the speed limit; no one wanted a ticket now did they? Holding the Cafe door open for Delilah, Sage entered behind her and heads instantly turned to see who had entered, that was normal at the Cafe since it was a small place where everyone knew each other. The odd part was that Sage wasn't alone, that she was actually with another person. Everyone knew that this was the place where one could find Sage in the way back at the round table with only one chair sitting by herself as she indulged in a small cup of tea while reading. Usually people would pull up a chair to ask her some advice or talk to her and she would listen (In time she received the nickname as Sage Sensei because of it). But now here she was sliding into a chair across from Kevyn while Delilah took the seat next to her. Giving a small wave of greeting and smile to Arun, who she knew quite well through his sister, she turned her attention to Kevyn.

“Meet Delilah, an equally fun redhead.” Giving the two a chance to actually speak, she turned to Arun with a gentle smile. ”Did you enjoy your first day at Kingdom Crest High? Just the sight of him made Sage think about his older sister and it dawned her that she hadn’t heard from Luna all day…which was particularly odd. If there was one person that Sage enjoyed to be around, it was Luna. They both shared quite a bit in common and when they first met, they instantly hooked. If it wasn’t for Sage’s incredible IQ and mother’s complete hounding, she was quite sure that she and Luna might just be the same person, of course Luna was more outspoken than Sage. Now with her friend on her mind, Sage decide to check her text messages and sure enough she had missed a text from her close friend.

To: Luna
From: Sage
Have I ever passed up a race, darling? I’ll be at the Café awaiting your arrival <3.
Messaged delivered.

With that settled, Sage placed her phone away to focus on Arun once more. The simple fact that he was Luna’s younger brother made Sage actually want to hear what he had to say, anyone who mattered to her feisty raven haired friend, usually mattered to Sage.

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Location: Mall
Thoughts: "Well, God wish me luck!"

As he walked around with his anger growing every time he took a step he felt something hitting his back. He turned and noticed it was Leigh-Ann. As he was about to grab her hand and talk to her but Rose shows up and he smiled at her a bit. "um excuse us Rose, me and Leigh-Ann needs to talk for a bit." He took her small hand and pulled her to the side to talk to her. He lets go of Leigh-Ann's hand and sighed pushing his hair back not sure whether to yell at her or apologize. Something tells him to do both but he didn't had the right to yell at her. If yelled at her he would just be adding more fuel to the fire. He leaned back on the nearby wall. He took some time to think of what he was going to say. Friendship will get him no where since she always invaded his thoughts. Maybe it was stupid mending the broken pieces. It seemed like he wanted her just cause someone else wanted her. It just made him feel worse and gave him the thought that Leigh-Ann wasn't important to him and she is important to him. He looked at her and thought it all out ready for the worst and least expecting the best.

"Leigh-Ann I'm not going to apologize or beg for our old relationship back cause I know you and I are both stubborn bastards to even forgive the other." He started off. He knows it isn't going to go well since he started off pathetically. "I also know that you and Nazario are 'close' but I'm not going to tell you to stop talking to him or stop doing what you guys do since I did something like that minus the flirting and add the name calling. But I just want to say sorry. I didn't mean to be oblivious to your feelings. I don't mind that you don't want to be with me but I think I'll be a bit sad and kill Nazario in the process." He said adding a bit humor to his apology. He wasn't like Nazario who can woo a girl. He can't tell her how beautiful and how much she means to him. She just leave him speechless to say anything because if he called her the most beautiful woman it still wouldn't be enough because no words can be enough for someone like Leigh-Ann. "Also I want reassure you nothing is going on between me and Jane. We're just childhood friends being friendly with each other. I didn't flirt with her or be romantic with her. I treat her like my sister. For Rose I just wanted more friends cause you know I dislike my clique."

He explained hoping it was okay. He was watching out for all those bombs in the field of Leigh-Ann. "So if you want to talk about it we can but I just want to say I will never cheat on you. Not like I ever did." He muttered the last part to himself. He scratched his head and felt the awkward feeling around him. For some reason it felt more awkward now that they aren't a couple. The feeling of awkwardness fled as he felt like he chose Leigh-Ann over Janette. He loved Leigh-Ann and Janette was a great friend but the two didn't like each other at all. He was stuck thinking why he couldn't he have both?


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Location: Jane's house
Thoughts: "AW!"

Amber-Lynn chuckled a bit as he entered the house. She looked at Janette and smiled at her. When she heard parents and the word out she was already hyper. She ran downstairs and skipped the last step. As she saw Janette's brother she just had to hug him. She ran up to him giving him a huge bear hug! "Aw Logan you are so small and adorable I could just kidnap you!" She picked him up sitting on the couch with him on her lap. Amber-Lynn has a thing for cute things and every single time she see's something cute she's gotta either hug it, love it, or buy it. Half of her room is filled with stuffed animals and morbid things. It was strange since there was cute mixed with creepy morbid punk stuff so her room could possibly scar you for life. She's a bit of a morbid girl and tells the most craziest jokes that will get you thinking differently about her. As she was snuggling with Logan a phone was in front of her face and she couldn't resist but to look over the test. She took the phone and was ready to start talking shit about Victor.

"Seriously?" She was going to practically start punching walls. She sighed pushing her wet hair back, "You are not ugly Janie he's just fucking blind like a 80's man." She said rolling her eyes at the text but chuckled at the ones when they were arguing. "You two are cute when you guys argue I must say." She admired that and smiled softly. "But anyway he's a total ass. Don't trust bad asses especially who date Leigh-Ann trust me that bitch turns boys inside out making them into major asses like her." Amber-Lynn warned. She and Leigh-Ann were best of friends until some shit happened and all Amber-Lynn has to say is Bitch whenever her name comes up. She sighed and gave the phone back to Janette. "Seriously hun don't even bother with him like seriously he's just a hot headed macho bastard." She explained him detailed and that was detailed enough.

"Aw Logan you are so adorable! I can see the resemblance between you and Jane~" She said. "Also jane can I take a shower? probably one of the things I never asked you. I just got out of the pool and my body smells like pool water." She sticked her tongue out of repulsion. She hated the smell of pool water it was disgusting and always made her make a repulsion face.

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Location:Mall
Thoughts: Should I...

"Don't worry, you gave me enough time to shoe shop. I don't know, why don't you ask these two?" Leigh-Ann responded to Harely's question as she now stood up right with her arms folded. Ash grey eyes went from Victor to Rose and then back to Victor with a raised eyebrow, waiting for an explanation as to why he was at the mall, with her friend. The same friend he would complain about being too stupid or prissy. Didn't he say that about all of Leigh-Ann's clique members? It was the simple sight of him with another Beloved that made Leigh-Ann's boil rage and it was apparent since the color in her cheeks darkened. Her eyes shifted back to Rose and if looks could kill, her friend would be at her own funeral. She was certain that Rose knew about Victor and her break-up, so why was she even speaking to him on the same day?

Leigh-Ann let out a soft laugh of disbelief and turned her head to the side to compose herself to fight the urge to grab Rose by her brilliant blonde locks and slap Victor's face unto the floor. When she decided that grabbing a bite to eat and just having a nice conversation with Harley about her vacation would suffice, her hand was grabbed and she was being tugged closer to the tears that threatened to fall from her eyes.

Once he had her alone, Leigh-Ann crossed her arms underneath her chest and simply stared at him with a raised eyebrow, waiting for him to speak. She knew that an apology certainly wasn’t going to leave his mouth, and neither was one going to leave hers, so what could he possibly have to say to her. At first, she planned to just walk away and leave him there talking to himself to prove that no one, screwed over Leigh-Ann Anderson but as she stood there with her arms folded and resting all of her weight on one hip, her hands scanned down to his hands once he let go of her and instantly she felt a soft tug at her heart at seeing the bruised knuckles.

He had been angry and hurt, just as much as she had but opted on taking it out in a much more different way than she did. He didn’t need for her to listen, Victor deserved and so her tough disposition slowly faltered as her hands slipped from their crossed position so that they could rest at her side as she listened to each and every word he said intensely. With each word he said, Leigh-Ann couldn’t help but let a soft smile cross her features. He was apologizing, in his own way, something that she knew was just as hard for him as it was for her. She wasn’t happy that he actually talked to Jane, that he actually had the audacity to choose her over her in the first place, to actually end things with her over a tweet in front of everyone and she wasn’t sure that she forgave him entirely for even being friends with a female she declared to get back eventually, but Leigh-Ann was happy that he had the decency to realize that even she had feelings, whether she acted like she did or not. Taking a step closer to him after he muttered out that he never “technically” cheated, Leigh-Ann looked down at his hands before taking them into her own, gently caressing over the bruises.

”You should clean those up before they get infected.” She stated before letting go of his hands and turned on her stilettos so that she could walk away to rejoin Harley and Rose, leaving Victor alone to contemplate if she had fully forgave him or not.

”So.” She said with a smile on her face as she reached Harley and Rose, linking her arms through both of theirs. ”Who’s ready to shop?"

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Location: Mall to Jane's house to Hospital
Thoughts: "I chose..."

As he finished explaining it seemed to him that it was all mended between them. He felt her fragile hand touching his bruised one and then the realization hit him, does she just feel bad for him? As she walked away he walked out of the mall. He smiled, "Well, I guess its over now." He knew that Leigh-Ann forgave him but he knows it didn't mean she was going to take him back and just because of that he'll have to get her back the old fashioned way. Not like he was going to lose her to italian leather boots. Sure he was more of dirty biker boots instead of classier and much more expensive shoes but was it really that hard? If he loses her he loses her but he really wishes to be her friend, she was his first love. He took out his phone and started texting somebody he would never think he would text, Amber-Lynn,

To: Amber
From: Victor
Where does Jane live?
Message sent

He looked at the large amount of people entering the mall. He didn't like the mall that much, too crowded. He liked a exclusive and small area to talk to someone there. The strange feeling of happiness comforted him with the feeling of nervousness did the same. But he looked back at the mall entrance door that kept the fountain. That fountain kept his wish if he could be her friend once more and attain something more possibly. He hoped God was watching him cause this year he wasn't going to give a fuck anymore. As he waited for a text a vibration started in his jeans pocket and he took out his phone faster than any other regular teenage girl would. It was an reply from Amber.

To: Amber
From:Victor:
...Not so sure if I should but since you and her are good friends here,
she lives in Knight Drive. Look for my car and thats it.
P.S: You tell her I told you where she lived I'll rip your dick off.
Message Received

He rolled his eyes at the last part and put his phone back inside his pocket and started his motorcycle. A loud purr came out when he started it. He drove off to Knight Drive. As he drove the farther he was from his luck. "Fucking god, she'll probably kick me out once she see's me." He thought to himself in panic. As he was panicking too much a car was in front of him and he took a sharp left turn his heart was racing and then all he saw was a bright light. "God..." The last words he said as a car hit him knocking him down and he was completely knocked out. He panicked too much that he ended up being injured. His body was on the ground close to his motorcycle and his head hit the ground harder than anybody would expect. His fall left a few scratched causing him to bleed a bit. Everybody surrounded him making sure if he was all right. A woman dialed the number 911 to get him. As they waited for a few minutes the loud ambulance sounds came off from a distance and he was picked up and put on a gurney and shipped off to the hospital.

As they reached their stop the nurses and male nurses pushed his gurney to the emergency room. His head was messed up from that brutal fall. The police came into check everything of the scene. It was just a tragic accident. The ambulance called Victor's grandparents and they rushed inside. His grandfather checked him and his eyes never opened. His grandmother cried scared of the tragedy. The only question that was left is, is he okay? A doctor entered checking Victor making sure there was no broken bones or anything but he did had a concussion. "No broken bones but a few minor scratches but he has a concussion, a bad one. This could lead to amnesia but we don't know for sure so we may have to keep him for three days the most." The doctor said. His grandmother was relieved but worried at the same time and his grandfather felt the same.

Back at the scene his phone was broken and his motorcycle was in its worst shape. Everything has been cleaned out. Nothing left at the scene. It was like it never happened.

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Harley watched with squinted eyes as Leigh Ann and Victor talked. She was raised not to eavesdrop, but in a situation like this...she couldn't help it. Besides, she could tell that the conversation was going well by Leigh Ann's body language; with her hands at her sided that meant she was listening. And when she reached out to touch Victor, Harley's heart almost stopped.
Almost like a real life soap opera... her thoughts echoed. But when Leigh Ann walked back to them, one could easily see the confusion and frustration on Victor's face. It seemed like he couldn't read Leigh Ann as well as everyone else could. When Leigh Ann linked Harley's arm through hers, her heart stayed behind with Victor. It was during times like these when she wished she could teleport her thoughts to others. If she had that ability, she may have been able to help avoid this whole conflict. But Leigh Ann seemed content and Harley continued to shop alongside her and Rose.
"Oh! Can we go into this store?! Pleeeeeeease!" Harley whined when she saw a clothing store that based their style off beach like outfits. The fact that they had a huge surf board dangling from the ceiling only reeled Harley in even more. She basically dragged her two friends in, not wanting to accept no for an answer. Besides, they had some cute clothes that even Leigh Ann would approve of. It wasn't until Harley had picked up a pair of loose floral shorts to purchase that she checked her Twitter page. Her jaw dropped at the devastating news. She quickly ran over to her friend to tell her personally so she wouldn't find out through the internet.
"Leigh Ann," she said while gently touching her friend's arm. "I normally wouldn't tell you this here, in public, but I really don't want you to find out through someone else." she took a deep, steading breath before continuing, "Victor just got hit by a car and is in the hospital. I can drive you to the hospital if you'd like." Harley had spoken in a gentle voice and her brows were creased with concern. She didn't know how her friend would react, but hopefully she could be supportive for her if she needed Harley to be.
But in the back of her mind, she wondered why Victor had gotten hit near Janes house. He had just left the mall after talking to Leigh Ann. And because she was eavesdropping earlier, she knew that Victor had pleaded not guilty with flirting with Jane. But it was rather suspicious that he was near Jane's house directly after the couples conversation. It looked like things had definitely became more interesting while she was gone, and she was beginning to see why the Kingdom Burner had decided to exist.

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Location:Mall-->Hospital
Thoughts: I should have apologized..

By the time Harley whined to go inside a shop that was much more her taste than Leigh-Ann’s the honey blonde beauty was in a much better mood, and that was one of the only reasons she allowed her friend to drag her into a shop that had wetsuits up for sale. “Fine, fine! But only because they have a really cute top…” Leigh-Ann said as she eyed a shirt on one of the display mannequins. Leigh-Ann was well aware that she didn’t give Victor a definite answer of getting back together, but she didn’t cancel the idea out either. He wasn’t just a boyfriend that she wore on her arms, but someone she cared deeply about and if they both weren’t so prideful and set in their own ways, she would have told him in that moment just how much she loved him, and how much the smallest argument between the two made her confident strides falter. She couldn’t let her mind focus on that now, she would simply talk to him in private…maybe stop by his house after she left the mall so there wouldn’t be any watchful eyes or listening ears, they always worked out better in private.

With that decision in mind, Leigh-Ann pushed the thoughts aside and focused on shopping with Rose and Harley. Leigh-Ann could have used that time to pry into both Jane’s and Amber-Lynn’s business since the two were close with Rose and it would just take a few death glares and threats to Rose to get it out of her, but Leigh-Ann respected her bubbly friend enough never to intervene with her friendship, even if it was with two females she considered to be absolutely worthless. Instead of trying to dig up any dirt, she happily shopped with Rose, even purchasing a few things for her friend as a token of an apology (everyone knew that Leigh-Ann could never say the words sorry, only show the actions). She was browsing the clothing racks with Rose, sharing small tidbits of what would look cute with what when she felt a gentle touch on her arm. Turning around, she noticed it was Harley and a smile quickly stretched across her lips but quickly falter when she saw the look of concern and worry on the surfer’s face. With furrows brows, she opened her mouth to ask what could possibly be wrong but she was answered before any words left her mouth. Breathing seems to become difficult to Leigh-Ann as her chest seemed to collapse as her heart dropped into the pit of her stomach. Everything around her seem to fade into silence and as she stood there looking at Harley, she saw nothing but her lips moving, but not the words of her asking if she wanted to be driven to the hospital.

Leigh-Ann wasn’t quite sure how or when she made it to her car, or when she even pulled up to the hospital. The only thing she seem to remember was walking through the front entrance, the fluorescent light blinding her vision and her nostrils becoming overwhelmed with the sterile smell of the hospital. Reaching the front desk, the nurse quickly looked up in shock to see an Anderson standing there with a panic-stricken face.

“Victor Gonzales, please.”

It wasn’t the nurses place to even tell Leigh-Ann the room number or to even confirm that the patient was there in the ER, but it was also unwise for the nurse to turn away an Anderson, one of the main families who funded the hospital. Making a quick phone call upstairs, the nurse quickly told Leigh-Ann which floor and number and gave her a visitor’s pass. When she arrived to door of the room, Leigh-Ann saw both of Victor’s grandparents and her heart instantly went out to them. The soft clicking of her heels alerted Victor’s grandmother who looked up to see Leigh-Ann standing in the doorway. Of course Leigh-Ann waited until she was actually beckoned in to enter the room, she would never be disrespectful to her elders. Placing her bag near the doorway, she stood on the opposite side of the bed that Victor was placed on.She didn't bother to ask his grandparents what happened, they were burden enough with the unknown answer of what could happen, and Leigh-Ann refused to add to the burden with endless questions, just they needed support. Her eyes searched his face before letting them wander around the room, the mechanical beeping of the machines making her uncomfortable, there was nothing she hated more than hospitals. It was just the steady breathing that came from Victor that put her at ease enough to reach out and caress his hand, she wasn’t quite sure if he could feel her touch or even her presence, but at least Leigh-Ann knew that she was there, and that’s all that matter as she waited in comfortable, yet grieving silence with his grandparents, waiting for the doctor once again appear.

(Author’s Note: Wasn’t sure if they were in the room with him or not >w< so I just went with experience! I can change it if you like.~)

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Location: Janey's house
Not fun
Wearing:

Totally Awesome:

Leighton hit his hand on his forehand. HE COULD'VE USED THE DOOR?! Ladders and stuff weren't his thing, being that he preferred kitchen time than climbing time. He never had climbed a ladder before, though, until now. Maybe one of his songs could be the 'Ladder Song,' or something totally obvious and mediocre like that. He muttered to himself. 'Ladders,' in order to remember for when he got home later on. Tweeting with Sage and Sam back and forth, Leighton didn't speak a word until Janette spoke about bringing her brother. "Cool, I thought I'd be surrounded with femininity my entire time her." Plus, he would enjoy the company of little children at the moment, blowing off Devlin when he got Amber's text. It wasn't long until he heard the shouts of a little boy, and taking a seat on Janette's bean bag, he saw Logan and Janette rush into the room. Logan looked like a younger Devlin and Logan was nearly in shock when he saw him rushing into the room. "My brother looks exactly like yours, only he's nine," He was fucking adorable, and it was killing him.

"I want to have him, Lynny, HE'S MINE." He joked around lunging at the little kid, but eventually landing back in his seat. Janette showed the phone around, and Leighton really wanted to kick Victor's ass. "Don't listen to him, obviously the retard's been overdosing on steroids." Victor wasn't his friend, nor his enemy, more like a frenemy. Sometimes, he thought if Victor could watch his mouth, the world would have twenty less wars. Then there was the comment of not trusting badasses. Most of the badass family were no good slacking slackers, but he had to admit, Freyjakiu and Victor were some of the nicer ones. The Misfits were just tiny little badasses, and they were a bit nicer as well. "Not all of them are lowlifes. Freyjakiu and Victor are actually the nicest ones there." Freyjakiu gave him half of the inspirational quotes he used for his songs, albeit they came completely out of the blue. For that, he had to give it to her.

But about Leigh Ann, she wasn't all that bad. He didn't hold high thoughts about her because they partially shared the same first name, but because she didn't nessicarily let everything get to her head. Well, not maybe that much. But then again, he disliked that she'd have the gall to argue back and forth with Jan and not see the truth while it was being screamed at her. He disliked girls like that; who would still believe the lies even when all rational thinking is debated against it. However, he did keep silent about the entire Leigh Ann being a bitch thing. His words could bite him in the butt later. Logan was going to bed, and Leighton waved at them. "Bye bye, little Logan!" Oh, how he loved kids.

A sharp noise pierced his ears, sounding like grated metal. An accident, a motorcycling one, judging from the sound, was happening right outside. Looking out the window, the motorcycle didn't ring any bells.

Until he saw who was riding it.

"SHIT." He was starting to regret everything he had said about Victor, true or not, and Leigh jumped to his feet. His dress shoes were already on, so all he needed to do was slide out the window. However, that wasn't the best choice at the moment, and all he could do was sit there watching Victor be carried off to the hospital. It was like a dramatic movie, only this time, the background music was Janette's screams.

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Location: Cafe
Friends!..
Wearing:

Just changed.:

So he didn't go to the meeting either.. That explained why she felt as if some others were missing. Leighton didn't go, but he was probably sick or something so it was somewhat okay. Really, as long as they would take notes on what they had missed at the next meeting, she didn't actually care. It was their responsibility to catch up on each event and what they should do to keep the ball rolling. Kevyn knew Frey wasn't going to do so, since Frey hardly ever did her work other than in Forensic Science, mainly because she was the least bit interested in the topic.

"You do realize that you should take notes from other members to see what you've missed?" She felt like blowing up at him, but when he gave that sheepish little grin she changed her mind. Maybe he did understand what he did wrong. "Ugh, it's fine, whatever. We're here to talk about fun things rather than the past." She didn't know if the banquet could be considered fun, but she did know that it could come as a close second.

"Well, I'd dress up despite what the others say. I'm just saying, the thought of me in some frilly, otherwise expensive and promiscuous dress isn't something I'm actually used to thinking about." Her mother used to dress her up in total chaotic pink dresses and bows, and it was what developed her style into what it is today.

Kevyn heard the cafe door open and she turned around. Sage was walking in, towing behind a redhead known as Delilah. She waved them over, but Sage's all knowing eyes already reached their table. Kevyn waved excitedly as they sat down "Hi Sage, Hi Delilah, it's nice to see you both!" She looked down at her half finished cookie and her empty water bottle. She now felt like a jerk for eating before they came. "My day was fairly nice thank-" And then she realized that Sage was talking to Arun rather than her, and she felt like a douchebag. Turning to Delilah, she held her hand up for a high five. "Leaders of the Gingerpocalypse unite!"

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Location: Jane's house to Hospital
Thoughts: "Soap Opera to Reality..."

Amber-Lynn smiled and entered the shower knowing where it was. She knew Jane's house like the back of her hand. She slipped off all her clothes and entered the shower quickly washing her hair with conditioner and shampoo. Since she was showering she was obviously oblivious to the sound of the crash.Then she heard her phone blowing up as she got out of the shower. She dried her hands first and looked at the tweets and her heart stopped a bit. Sure Victor was an ass but she didn't expect karma to slap his tush like a four year old. She quickly dired off and entered Jane's room choosing random clothes that would suit her tittle. "Jane you don't have any slutty clothes here!" She pouted a bit trying to make it al humorous. She put on the clothes with her phone slipped into her pocket and she dashed off. She left the house quick and saw Jane at the worst states ever. She pulled her out of the mess and pulled her into her car. She started the car without default and left.

Amber-Lynn bit her lower lip causing it to bleed a bit. This wasn't like a soap drama this is reality and in reality there aren't re-do's but tragic accident. Was this telling Janette another chance? Or was this just him being an ass and this is the punishment. "It's okay Jane we're almost there to the ass." She said adding a bit humor. All good things end when there is traffic. "Shit." She mumbled. "Jane, hun, we hit traffic." Amber said to calm her down knowing she was practically hyperventilating and rocking back and forth scared. All Amber-Lynn could do was wait. As long as he was alive it was good but if he was dead Amber-Lynn was the girl who was going to calm the shit out of Jane. Her heart was racing hoping Victor wasn't dead. Sure he and her weren't friends or anything to be exact but a student dead isn't going to help the school's reputation at all. There could be memorials about Victor and taking his death as a way to say do not ride motorcycles, smart but cruel.

As the traffic lightened up the hospital was still moving in and out and so was Amber-Lynn with Jane's hand practically dragging her into the hospital. As they encountered the first obstacle the front desk. "Hello, may we help you?" A woman with greasy jet black hair shined into perfection asked. "Um we're here to see Victor Gonzales." She said in a hurry with her shoes tapping on the ground impatiently getting everybody's eyes and bothered side. "Oh he's in the emergency room." She said and Amber-Lynn rushed with Jane by her side. When they got there she noticed she should've asked for the room number. But the sight of Victor's grandparents that everybody knew who came to his matches and screamed stuff in spanish. everybody's favorite grandparents. She smiled. But her smile faded when Leigh-Ann was there. She would slap her face and yell at her to leave but she cares for Victor and a hospital isn't a best place to fight.

She slowly approached the scared grandparents. "Is he okay?" She asked for Jane. As Victors grandmother was crying by Leigh-Ann's side caring for her his grandfather got up and spoke. "He's okay but he's unconscience at the moment." He said wanting to cry but had to stay strong for his wife. "I see." She said glad. Amber-Lynn turned to Jane and smiled, "See he's okay! So don't worry too much okay?" She said trying to make her feel better. As she tried to cheer her up the doctor came out.

"Good news is that he's awake and his scratches are slowly healing." The doctor said with a reassuring smile but Victors grandfather won't take the good news. "Bad news?" His grandfather asked. The Doctor looked away and bit his lip. "Well, sadly the bad news is that he fractured his right wrist so it will be in a cast or at least a week or two he also has contained a scar on his right hip bone due to the impact."