Well, it's been a while…

Onwards!

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Last night, we had all gone to TJ's. I was still thinking about the Mr. Caan incident and his car. I later found out that it was BMW Active Hybrid 5. Interesting… Currently, I was sitting in Homeroom while my teacher told us some "important" news she had for us.

"Guys, I have an important announcement to make. Since you all have an elective, we will be changing that to Peer Advisory for half the semester…" I half listened while internally groaning. Although Peer Advisory wasn't bad I really didn't want to sit through an hour of my teacher telling me how to make the right decisions in my life. When the bell rang for 1st period, I ran over to Marissa . We both had Drama this period, which had now been switched to Peer Advisory.

"Oh. My. Effin'. God!" she screeched. "Why do have to have Peer Advisory! I mean, seriously, they teach us what's in pot, how to smoke it, what smoking it can do to you, and then, they tell us to never smoke it! What kind of class is that?"

"Jeez, calm down Marissa. Maybe we'll actually learn something this year." Even I could hear the doubt in my voice.

Marissa scoffed at me. "Yeah, right." She said with a roll of her eyes. We both walked into Peer Advisory and took any seats we wanted. In Peer, you did get a bit more freedom than other classes. We settled in as our teacher, Ms. Kuzkowski, started talking in a really chirpy voice.

"Hello class! Welcome to Peer Advisor. You all know my name, but just in case you forgot, it's Ms. Kuzkowski!"

"As if we could forget. That voice is so high and annoying, even a parrot would cover its ears." I heard a whisper behind me. Oh hellz no. Nuh-uh. No way. I turned around to see… guess who…. Come on, you can guess…. Yup, Heather Acosta. Great, now I have another class with her. As she saw me, we both narrowed our eyes at each other and I whirled back around in my seat to face the front of the classroom. Ms Kuzkowski was telling us what we would be learning about.

"Well, for the next few weeks, we will be learning about human nature. We are going to interview others and spend more time with them to find out what they're really like. Remember, never judge a book by its cover. People attract more attention to their outer selves while the inside of them goes unnoticed." Those words rang in my head, "…People attract more attention to their outer selves while the inside of them goes unnoticed..." Hmmm… She continued to talk about the rest of the semester and I took that as my cue to tune out.

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After school, Holly, Dot, Marissa and I all went to the park to throw around the ball. As we got there, we heard raised voices coming from the entrance. Me, being the nosy person I am, went to investigate.

"Dude! How could you do this? I loved her!"

"What the hell, man? I didn't do it. I swear. I would never hurt her!"

"No man, you frickin' hurt her! How could you damage Daisy?" Daisy? I hadn't heard of anyone with that name around here…

" I swear man! I didn't!"… I waited for a reply from the other guy. No answer. Soon I heard him crying,

"My poor baby. My poor darling. She's hurt!" I crept around the bench to see what was happening. I saw a guy crying. Another guy the same age as him was comforting him. Both were around 18 or 19 years old. My first impression had been that the man who had been crying was crying over a girl who had been supposedly hurt by someone. But no, as I looked closer, I saw he was crying over… A CAR! It was light bluish and looked brand new. Apparently, her name was Daisy… interesting. Suddenly, both guys got up and the one who had been crying said, "Imma go to the police officers. Let's see what they say." Both men nodded then briskly walked away. Probably didn't want to touch the "evidence" on the car. As they walked away, I crept closer to the car. I could make out the lines on the car's paint. It looked the same as the first two keyed cars I had seen. However, as I examined the car, I remembered what I had seen on Mr. Caan's car. Near the back, by the trunk… Sure enough, there it was. A "B", only, next to it there were more letters. I faintly made out a r…i…g…g…s. Briggs! Oh. My god. Briggs. Taylor Briggs! Maybe there was another indication that it was him. He was Heather's friend after all… As I looked closer, I made out a "T" before the Briggs. Well, it couldn't be Karl , then, could it? But still, why would someone sign their own criminal act. It's like saying, "FIND ME!' I was still aitting there thinking, when someone yelled my name.

"SAMMY! OH SAMMMMYYYYYYY!" Oops, I had kinda forgotten about my friends. All three of them were looking for me. I scrambled up and ran towards them.

"You will never believe what I found!' I explained to them what I had found out. Marissa's eyes grew wide at Taylor's name. He had supposedly had a "crush" on her before…

"Wow. Seriously. That no good, cheating, lying, mothereffing, son of a –" she was cut off by footsteps running towards the car. We all scurried towards the benches I had been hiding in before. The man who I had seen crying came running up to the car. The other guy followed close behind.

"I can't forget the earrings I bought! They're for Emma. Her sweet 16 is next week, and I got her these. Sure, they cost a bunch for all the diamonds in them, but it's worth it when I get to see the smile on her face. I love her, you know?" The other guy grinned at the first guy and nodded his head.

"Yeah, you should take them out of the car. Don't want anyone stealing them." The first guy opened the car and shuffled around a bit, seeming to be looking for something.

"Hmmm, they're not here. Shit! They're not here! Of my god! I lost them! NO!" He punched he air as if trying to get out some frustration. "God, this is such a horrible day!" They both ran back in the direction of the police station, seeming even more frantic to get there. The four of us exchanged wide-eyed glances at one another.

Marissa broke the tension in the air.

"Well, should go play ball?" WE got up slowly and eagerly started animatedly chatting about school and other stuff. "Did you guys hear Ms. Kuzkowski today? Human nature, WTF. Honestly, I don't need to 'look closely' to tell that Heather's a sadistic being who should have horns." She rambled on.

Ms. Kuzkowsi… All of a sudden, the words that she had said earlier played in my head like a movie, "…People attract more attention to their outer selves while the inside of them goes unnoticed..." I gasped out loud. Of course! It makes sense, doesn't it? The other girls seemed to notice my reaction to whatever I had been think of and looked at me with a questioning look. I glanced back at them and grinned at their looks.

"Hey guys… wanna go somewhere else?"

Well… viola! There it is. Not very long, but it's still there. Now, this chapter plays a key role in this story, so read carefully, my peeps!

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