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Rayne made her way back to the school campus with just enough time to find her locker before the bell rang. Her first period was Spanish 4 and wouldn't you know it, Jasper had this class with her. He looked at her pleadingly almost apologetically when he saw her but she turned her head with narrowed eyes. She'd fallen for his tricks too many times for her to count, but this time was going to be different. She meant what she said. As much as she loved Jasper she wasn't going back to him unless he could actually commit to a relationship with her and tell her family.

She took a seat all the way in the front of the classroom just because Jasper was in the back. They needed as much space between them as humanly possible while still in the same classroom. When she finally took notice of her surroundings she found that everyone was staring at her as if she was some sideshow freak. Finally she gave them the what the fuck is you looking at look, and they hurriedly looked away.

The Spanish teacher who introduced herself as Mrs. Lovett instructed them to make a play completely in Spanish on any subject they wanted as long as it was school appropriate of course (insert eye roll here). They had to work in groups of four and had to present at the end of class.

"Now have taken the liberty of assigning groups since I know you seniors are completely immature and can't do anything for yourself" Mrs. Lovett said with a shake of her head.

"How about Brooke Webber, James Davis, Jasper Hale, and Our new student Rayne Dashington? Yes, that will totally work, I'm so brilliant!" Mrs. Lovett exclaimed proving to all of her students that she was a complete and total psycho as they had all thought when they first met her.

Rayne on the other hand was to busy focusing on how she was going to make Jasper's whole first period a complete hell just as he'd made her sleepless nights with her worrying about if he was okay and where she stood with him.

When Mrs. Lovett was done assigning groups everybody pushed their desk around to form group huddles. Which is how Rayne found herself staring into Jasper's amazing butterscotch eyes again. How was she going to survive this whole period with out jumping in his arms and exclaiming that she was sorry if he kept looking at her with that broken look in his eyes.

Brooke cleared her throat. " So, um, what should we do our play on?" She asked, trying to break the awkward silence.

Jasper said nothing but continued to look at her pleadingly while Rayne avoided his gaze by staring at the desk angrily.

"I think we should do it on robots, yeah robots! We could pretend like we're robots and then we could say something like humans prepare to meet your maker in Spanish! That would be so cool!" James exclaimed his bug eyes widening behind his coke bottle glasses ever so slightly at the prospect.

"It's a possibility," Brooke said kindly but her eyes begged one of us to say something.

"How about a play about betrayal. About a woman who puts all of her love and heart into helping this man or rather boy find out about his family but he won't break up with his wife so he can be with her even though he told her he loves her!" Rayne said voice raised while staring accusingly at Jasper.

"Well I-," Brooke started off only to be cut off by Jasper who had risen from his seat in anger.

"Betrayal, Hah! Let's talk about how this woman doesn't appreciate anything he does for her, the risk he takes for her- the fact that his family could hate him for even thinking about committing to this woman! I think we should talk about selfishness!" Jasper yelled attracting the attention of the entire class.

"Selfishness! If anything I've been nothing but patient! You know what, fuck it! I don't have to sit here and take this I'm leaving!" Rayne yelled back at the top of her lungs, grabbing her bags and marching for the class door. She never once looked back.