A/N:Hey guys i know its been a while since i've updated but with school, projects and tests i have coming up its hard to find the time to write. so this may be a little short cause i wasn't it the best mood when i was finnishing it. i mean God why do people just make you want to scream sometimes? but anyway please read and review.

on with the story.

Previously:

I just figured out how to get Masen and get back at Black and Ange. The avenue way.

Tuesday.

My plan was simple.

It came in two parts.

Angela and Black were very different people, but with my ideas I could kill two birds with one stone.

Angela's family was extremely religious. And all that religion and way of thinking had been thrust a pone Angela her whole life. One 'rule' as they called them was no public displays of affection. At all. If her parents ever caught her holding hands with a guy her life would be over. But that would never happen because Angela herself became embarrassed and uncomfortable when ever a couple were touching each other around her.

The Avenue solution to that-exploit it.

Black was quite simple as well. Before I went back to my roots I was never overly affectionate towards him. Getting him jealous would be quite simple. Jealousy can make people ugly. Especially with the right guy.

The Avenue solution-make his heart hurt.

I know it was mean and cruel, but hey you get over the small things when you grow up in places like I did.

I had the perfect guy in mind to help me. And the opportunity came on a Tuesday afternoon. I was very lucky to have maths with Angela, Black and Masen. We had a free because our teacher never showed up. So we all went to the cafeteria as we always do when we get a free. Jessica wasn't in this class so I was alone, sitting at a table within hearing distance from Angela and Black.

I saw Masen sitting with Brandon and Whitlock. When he saw me looking at him I pulled out the chair next to me and motioned for him to join me. He said something to his two friends, Brandon whipping her small head around and sneering at me while Whitlock looked thoughtful. Masen swaggered over to me and gracefully sat down.

"Whats up jailbait?"

I smirked and leaned forward. "Fancy playing another game?"

He in turn moved closer and said into my ear. "And what would be the aim of this game, huh?"

My gazed flicked over Black and Angela. They had apparently noticed Masen and I. that just makes things so much better. Masen saw where I was looking his smirk grew.

"Well, I would like to make someone extremely embarrassed and the other extremely jealous."

"I would be honored to help you." and with that his lips found mine.

I welcomed the sudden contact, leaning into him. His hand slipped into my hair. The other wrapped around my waist. Both of my hands rested on his shoulders, gripping slightly.

I heard Angela's distinctive gasp. I could imagine her scandalized expression, checks beginning to flush, the twitch she gets when her beliefs are challenged or walked all over and thrust into her face.

Even from my seat I could hear Black growl. that's right, growl. He always made that exact noise when ever his football team lost and when he got mad. Very mad.

I could feel my sprits lift. Masen and I were making sure that either of them wouldn't be able to close their eyes without seeing us. That was the best kind of payback. The kind that lingered, hovering around them just waiting to suffocate them with the images.

I heard their chairs scrape the tiles and the sets of feet storm out the cafeteria doors I pulled away from Masen, keeping my hands on his shoulders.

"All this just to mess with a two people that don't even matter?" Masen said to me.

"Partly."

"And the other part?"

I smiled and leaned forward softly pressing my lips to him before pulling back.

He smirked. "Well in that case…" He trailed off pulling me into him kissing me again.

Wednesday.

The car had arrived. Payment right where it should be. Perfect. I gave the guy who had toed the car to the front of my house a generous tip before quickly stashing the rest of the cash in my bedroom. I knew school started in only a few minutes but I couldn't tear myself away from this masterpiece. Well in a week it will be, when I fix it.

It was a 1965 ford mustang fastback. Sleek, shiny black in colour.

Now I just needed to find a way to a garage, somehow.

"This your car?" A voice from behind me said. I turned around and found myself face to face with Masen.

"No it's not. But you wouldn't happen to know a garage around her would you?"

He smirked. "And you would be the one working on the car?"

"Obviously." I said with a tad of arrogance.

"I happen to know a place. But we suppose to be at school."

"I didn't know you played by the rules?"

"I don't."

"Then lets go to this place of yours."

"It's not far from here. My friends and I hang out there." he said getting a phone out. He had a breif conversation clearly asking someone to toe the car over.

"You hang out in a garage?" I asked surprised. "I can't see Brandon and Hale at a garage."

"You'd be surprised."

A/N:So there you go. please review my story. i love getting feedback.

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