Sorry I haven't updated any of my stories lately….I've been busy with practices. I mean I have choir practice, then Mock trial, the I have to type up my church bulletins, homework, and then I nap (ok so maybe I could do without the nap….but come on, there's noting better to do when it's like 5 degrees out!). So…an update as promised…

Chapter 3

"Wow," Maria said pointing to my neck as I was taking off my coat, "that's so pretty. Where'd you get it?"

"What?" I said looking down and gasping. On my neck was a gorgeous silver heart locket, and I knew I didn't own anything like it. I shuttered as a chill ran down my spine—I didn't put the necklace on but if I didn't who did? "I don't remember…..I'm not sure."

"Well it's really nice," she said walking away after giving me an 'are you ok?' look, "wherever you got it."

I heard kids already out in the hallway as I changed into my pjs which for the past two years have consisted of a pair of short soccer shorts and a cami. I opened the door to get some ice and when I did I was greeted by the sight of Michael having his tongue shoved down Sara's throat—honestly it looked like she was going to suffocate if they continued any longer, which honestly wouldn't have been a bad thing.

"Kacia…wait Kacia," unfortuanatly Sara was alive, "I just wanted to ask you who got you your necklace?"

"Why do you care?" I asked turning around and facing her as she smiled.

"Because if Mikey got it for you I want it." She smiled at me as she reached out for it.

"Well he didn't" I said grabbing the locket on impulse. I didn't know why….It wasn't like I wanted the stupid thing. So why didn't you just let her have it?

"Well who in the hell else would've gotten it for you?" she snapped crossing her arms as I went to turn away from her.

I continued walking down the hallway—I didn't want to get in a fight with her. I've never thrown a punch but yet I could feel my hands clenching into fists.

Thoughts flickered quickly through my mind. You know you want to hit her Kacia….yet you're always such the good girl. You wouldn't hurt a fly. It's pathetic really…..she's threating you, Kacia. Hit her…go ahead, you'll feel better. You'll let that anger out.

"No," I said without even realizing it, "I'm not going to hit her."

"Yo looney," I heard Michael say behind me, "who are you talking to?"

"Shut up Mike," I said grinding my teeth as, "just leave me alone."

"Maybe I don't want to," he said pushing me against the wall as soon as we reached the side hall where no one could see us, "you know Kacia…I do like Sara but she's such a whore. You though…you're so pure."

"Get the hell off of me," I said trying to push him back but apparently all of the basketball training made him a hell of a lot stronger, "go back to Sara…she actually likes you."

"Don't be this way Kacia," he whispered into my ear as he grasped my arms tighter, "you looked hot in that dress you wore tonight. You loved me once you know."

"Once Michael," I snapped struggling against him, "and it was a very big mistake. Now let me go or I'm screaming so loud the people on the first floor will hear."

"Fine then prude," he snapped letting me go, "I was going to be nice and give you another chance for just this one night but forget it now. Go back to your knitting or whatever the fuck virgins do…oh wait you don't do anything!"

"Ha ha very funny," I snapped turning away, "it's obvious that whatever steroid you're taking is effecting your brain. The Michael I knew was more creative than that."

I basically ran back to my hotel room and when Emma asked where the ice was I made up a lie about how the machine was out. She was one of those people if you told her what had really happened—that Michael had me up against the wall—she'd want to tell a teacher or tell everyone and then everybody would know A. I'm a virgin and B. that be I was too pitiful to take care of the problem myself. I wasn't risking it so I kept my mouth shut and I climbed into bed hoping to sleep it off.

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He watched her from the monitor in the security room, he paid the guard to go get a coffee for an hour while he watched all of the monitors and he smiled when he saw her walk down the hallway….he put the thoughts in her mind as she fought with that other girl. He saw that prick Michael push her against the wall and almost broke the armrests in the chair when he clutched them too hard because of his anger but it was over as soon as it had begun and he saw her turn around and look almost right at the camera as she went to leave Michael. He saw the necklace he had given her….the heart….a piece of his heart contained in the locket. Yes, he knew then watching her as she rushed back into her hotel room because he could hear the conversation she had with Michael replaying in her mind. He knew she was pure and he knew that she was soon to be his.

Cue dramatic music yes sorry this is short. I just needed to end this part so I can begin the next. Well I hope you all like and I hope you REVIEW—please please pretty please!