|You can't sit with us~Mean Girls|He'd sent me letters the first month out of the camp. It was nice to hear that he'd found the Yelnats treasure, which contained valuable artifacts, with Zero. They'd moved into a new house, next to Zero. I felt so great for Stanley. He'd made lots of friends and became rich, but still remembered D-Tent. I smiled at the memory of him coming back to Green Lake after the Pendanski incident. He was so sweet and was the perfect guy-friend. I missed him bad. Mr. Switzerman started writing problems on the board but I couldn't pay attention in any classes since a week ago. But, my grades fortunately were good. Mom had so many big plans for me in college. She just knew I'd get a scholarship to Harvard or somewhere else good. I did want to college, yes. But I had so many other choices to go along. I just didn't know for sure what I wanted to do. My mom called me a writer. So did Bre-Sabrina. I guess I'd go for creative writing or something like that. But with math, I sucked...bad. But my grades seemed to differ. Soon, the bell rang for the next period. The class had gone by so fast. I glanced up and saw no homework assignments. I made my way to the door and felt a small stab in my side. I winced and saw Darcy smiling, in her hands a black sharp pen. I was ready to tell her off, but she left the opposite way. It stung and I walked back to my locker for my other books. My heart raced as I lifted my shirt up a tad and saw a blacked hole in my skin. I cursed under my breath and rushed into my next class. "Darcy was always a bi***, even before you started the whole Gabe-crap." Sabrina mumbled as she took a bite of the fake cheese they slapped on school pizza. "I guess, but she just stared me down." I mumbled. "I wouldn't let it get to ya too much." Cecelia consoled. I nodded. She was right. It was just a section at a lunch table for Cecelia, Sabrina, and I. She and Sabrina shared a quick look before turning back to their lunch. Suddenly, a figure sat next to Cecelia. "How're you ladies doing?" Louis Katrina. We met Cecelia's best buddy a month after our arrival back. He was so friendly and funny. His head was shaved but you could see he once had dirty blond hair. Louis was tall and tan. He looked almost brotherly to Cecelia. "Hey Lou," He smiled. "Does she know about the mo-" "Movie? Nah, I was just about to tell her. Perry, we're going to see Carrie tonight." I gave them an odd look. "Alright?" Cecelia shot Louis a glare but went back to eating. "Never mind, what's up?" He asked, casually. "Darcy has been a jerk to Perry, I failed a test yesterday, and think it's 79 degrees outside but don't take my word for it." Sabrina rambled, mindlessly. Louis hesitated. "Alright...good to know. Who's Darcy?" He asked, taking a sip of water. "Darcy Tyson, the bi*** down the block." Cecelia said, rolling her eyes. "Oh yeah, she's a creep to Elliot." Cecelia sighed. "She has a crush on Elliot that's why. But every time she comes around, he'd run. Those track meetings defiantly came in handy." If you're smart you'd wonder who Elliot was. Well, venture no longer for your answers. Elliot reminded me a lot of Ricky even thought they were almost exact opposites. Ricky had blond hair. Elliot had black. Ricky was tall...really tall. Elliot was a little taller than me. But they were both overly suspicious. Though Elliott didn't have paranoia. He was Cecelia's brother. Elliot Wilderson. He was a junior while we were sophomores. He didn't talk much and liked to keep to himself. That part reminded me of Zero. I ducked my head and smiled when the bell rang. We threw out trash away, exchanged quick goodbyes, and left. ~M&M