"Thanks man, I owe you one." Garfield told Victor. We were standing in Vic's porch and he handed Gar a stack of printed pictures.

"You owe me three." Vic says. "For waking me up, using-"

"Yeah, yeah." Gar says, cutting Vic off as we walk on the gravel to the street. They give each other that one arm grab with a half hug thing once we reach our vehicles.

Before leaving Vic says, "I don't know how much trouble y'all will get in trouble… but if you get busted Gar, I won't bail you out this time."

"We won't get in trouble." Gar says. "And it's not like I got arrested, they let me off with a warning."

"Right." Vic turns to me and hands me a fake teacher's ID card. "Take care of him."

Gar scoffs. "Don't listen to him. Let's go to West before time runs out."

"So why did you get a warning?" I ask.

"A stupid reason. There's this lemonade vending machine thingy at a corner store that I loved…"

*Flashback. Third Person.*

Garfield walked through the empty sidewalk. Not like anyone would be outside in the cold rain. So far it was just a drizzle. As he kept walking he saw two men loading a machine. Not just any machine, but the lemonade machine. He dialed his phone. "Hey…I have an emergency right in front of the Stop-N-Shop…" Garfield sat in front of the rear bumper of the truck so it couldn't move out.

"You need to move it." One of them said.

"No." Gar replied.

"Jack, the kid will get tired like in two minutes. Just leave him." The other said.

After five minutes a black Lamborghini pulled up. Richard got off. "Really? In this type of weather?"

"Duh."

"What the hell are you doing?"

"I'm protesting for the removal of the lemonade machine."

"Okay, kid. It's enough. I got four more pick ups and it looks like it's going to rain harder."

"You're willing to support the oppression and rampant tyranny of the powerful over the voiceless?" Gar said as the thunder roared.

"Your choice, you move or I move you." One spoke up, Jack.

"I'm not moving till you put the lemonade machine back." Gar said as the rain got heavier.

"Have it your way." They picked him up as he sat criss crossed and he sat still.

"Hey! Put him down!" Richard yelled over the thunder. When they didn't Richard jumped on one of the men's back. Richard knew how to fight, no question there, but right now he was going easy on these guys.

"Get off me!" Jack said. A siren approached and they all froze. Richard fell back and pretended that he'd been thrown.

Next thing he knew, Garfield was pacing on the inside of a cell. On the outside stood someone wearing a black leather jacket and matching shades with a smirk on his face. "What Richard?"

"Nothing."

"Vic better hurry before they find out that Steve is my real guardian.'

"They'll believe that Vic is your dad?"

"I'm adopted and kept my last name."

"Good point."

*End of Flashback. Rachael's P.O.V*

For a freaking lemonade machine? Wow, that's stupid. We keep moving for a while more and halfway we stopped at a gas station.

"A female riding a motorcycle, you don't see that too often. I think it's sexy." The cashier said as I handed him the money. I paid him no mind.

West is larger than I though. It was still large but ours was larger. West was four stories high. We approach the entrance. Before turning the corner Garfield couches down and pulls it something from his pocket. "Silly string?"

"What else am I supposed to use? I'm just going to block out the camera." He stands up once he finishes. "You still have the card?" He types in the security code and I scan the card and the door opens. I pull it and go in, Garfield behind me. The main office is to the left once we enter. There's a bulletin board next to the door. We head into the main office where the video tapes are recording. On one of the walls there's a painting of the school logo. 'West Warriors' is painted and there's a sword under the letters. Gar goes behind the desk and shuts off the recording cameras. I get a roll of tape.

"We should split up to get it done faster." I say with the tape in my hand.

He hands me half the stack of papers. It looks like he's going to protest but he says, "Okay, you go to the right and I'll go left. I'll call you if anything happens." I'm about to question him on how he knows my phone number, probably Kori, but he leaves.

I start taping pictures all over randomly. I go to the next level and slip some pictures into lockers and from under the door inside locked rooms. I'm at the stairs going to the fourth floor when my phone vibrates.

"Hello?" I ask, I don't recognize the number, while I continue heading up the stairs.

"You might want to come down or I dunno, disappear.." Garfield says over the line. "We might be dealing with cops."

I start going down the stairs and I still have a few pictures. "Cops?"

"Cuz we might have tripped an alarm and now the cops are here." He says.

"Ok, I'll see you there." I hang up and throw the pictures all over the hallways as I head downstairs. I see Gar outside. He throws something and I realize that it was that super string, silly string, whatever it's called, that was balled up. He peeks around the corner. "We can't leave this way, the cops are there and I doubt that they came alone. Probably surrounded the place." Everyone here is rich, which means they patrol here often.

"You have a plan?" I can hear the footsteps approaching.

"Yeah but you're going to hate me for it." He steps closer to me. "I'mgoingtoshoveyouagainstthewallandkissyou." My brain doesn't process what he said until he does it. "Go along with it." He mumbles against my lips. So I do. Then I feel his abs and my heart beats a bit quicker. 'It's just Garfield, get a hold of yourself,' I think in my head.

"Just kids." Someone says. Garfield pulls apart and looks at the pair of police. One of them is bald while the other one long brown hair to match her eyes. "It's always kids messing around."

"Lassiter, calm down. I'm sure they didn't mean it." His partner says.

"Is there a problem?" Gar asks innocently.

"You love birds set off an sensor." Lassiter said angrily. "Movement too close to school before six A.M trips the alarm and the department sends us here."

"What are you guys doing here this early anyway?" I see her nametag: Lawson.

"Well you see," Gar says. "Rae's dad doesn't approve of us dating and my dad doesn't like her." I'm glad that he doesn't give them my real name. "So sometimes we meet up when our parents won't know."

"Well next time don't set off the alarm!" Lassiter yells. He gives a command that it was false over his radio.

"Go easy on them. I think it's romantic." Lawson says. "But it's not safe to be alone at this time of night-or morning. Do you guys have a way home?"

"Yeah, we can go on our own." I say

"Okay, take care." Lawson says before we head back to the parking lot.

"I'm sorry, I wouldn't have kissed you if I didn't need to." Gar says.

"So you think that's there's something wrong with me?" I ask.

He shakes his head. "No. That's not what I meant."

"You think I'm ugly?" It's fun to mess with him.

"No. I mean you're pretty hot-"

"So you just like me for my body?"

"Damn. Since when did you get bold?" He asks. "No, what I'm trying to say is that you're good looking but you probably didn't want to kiss me and you had to. So…" He trails off.

"So what?" I ask while raising an eyebrow.

"Wait go back. Why do you care what I think?" That's a good question. I never really thought about it. Before I can give him a sarcastic remark he says, "You like me."

"No I don't."

"Yeah you do..." Then he gives me a cheeky smile. "Rae."

"Don't flatter yourself." I say.

"I don't need to. That's why you're always looking at me."

"I don't do that."

"On a scale from one to ten you're a nine and I'm the only one you need." I know that this is his way of getting back at me for messing with him earlier.

"Please. Don't."

"Your eyes are blue. Like the ocean. And baby, I'm lost at sea." He pauses for a second. "Wait, your eyes are more like a purple color. I don't even know if that's possible."

"Are you done?"

"So later do you want to go get pizza…"

"Ugh." I huff, rolling my eyes.

"Come on, Rae. We heard that fast heart beat of yours." After a moment he says, "Besides…" He stops mid sentence and freezes.

"Cat got your tongue?" I ask.

He looks at me. "There's something wrong. Call Richard or Kori and I'll call Vic." He gets on his phone before I can say anything. I hesitate to dial Kori.

"Rachael! I was just about to call you." She says over the line. "While we were heading back we saw a car crash. As we neared we saw it was friend Vic."

"How is he doing?" I ask.

"I'm not sure, it was pretty bad. The police are just got here. I have to go."

"Okay, bye." I say and after she repeats it I hang up.

Garfield has finished talking on the phone. "Can you come with me?"

I hate hospitals. "I would just be a bothersome."

"I know that you only see Kori as your friend and me, Rich, and Vic as friends of a friend but we are your friends." He gives me pleading eyes. "Please? I need you to keep me calm."

I give him my answer.