Hello my lovely readers.
Thank you to all the people reading this story.
Here is chapter 9.
-Rose

Avalon River's POV

When I walked into school all eyes were on me, and not in the good way. Gossip travels fast everywhere but it travels faster than the speed of light in Rosewood; I would know I'm usually the one who starts most of it. Everyone in the school had obviously heard about what I was now referring to as the 'ditch incident'. The doctors at the hospital had removed the shard of glass from my leg and I had to have stiches. The bruises that covered my face were easily covered with concealer but I couldn't say the same for the hideous white bandage which now took residence on my leg. I had to wear jeans to cover the bandage. Jeans. Avalon Rivers has never been caught dead in jeans before today. Unfortunately I didn't have a choice. I wasn't allowed to wear high heels either which is probably why probably half the population of Rosewood High were staring at me, I hadn't gone to school in anything that didn't have a heel since middle school.

"What are you staring at!?" I yelled at some freshmen girls who had gotten in my way. The yelped and scampered away. I mentally gave myself a high-five, even in jeans and flats I still had some power.

I spotted my best friends sitting at a table and I quickly made my way towards them.

I plopped my bag on the floor and collapsed on a seat. "Hey guys." I greeted my friends.

"Hey Av." Everyone replied except Brielle who had her head buried in her History textbook.

I scrunched up a piece of paper and threw it at her head. "Hey Brielle!"

Brielle jerked her head up from her textbook. "Oh hey Av."

I leaned forward and propped my head on my hands. "What are you studying for? You don't even have a test this week."

"You never know when teachers are going to surprise you with pop quizzes. I need to be prepared. Because if I'm not I'll get a bad grade which is basically like losing and I don't lose!" Brielle exclaimed.

"You need to chill out." Scarlett said slowly taking the coffee from Brielle's hands.

"How much caffeine have you had today?" Charlotte asked.

"Just enough to make sure I wouldn't fall asleep yesterday night." Brielle said laying her head on the table.

"I know what you mean." I agreed. "It was impossible to sleep after being locked in a basement for hours. I feel like every time I close my eyes A is going to attack me."

"How did your parents react when they came to the hospital?" Scarlett asked.

"Surprisingly I didn't get in trouble at all." Brielle said. "Sure they asked what I was doing but I just lied and told them that I went for a run, fell and hit my head."

"And they believed you." Charlotte said in disbelief.

"Yep." Brielle stifled a yawn.

"What about you Avalon?" Scarlett asked turning towards me.

"They weren't suspicious at all. Honestly I think my Mom was more worried about me ruining my outfit." I muttered.

"Are you ok?" Brielle asked.

"Someone stabbed me with piece glass Brielle. Of course I'm not ok!" I snapped. I sighed. "Sorry. I just had a rough night that's all."

Brielle nodded and turned back to her textbook.

"Well guys I better get going but I'll talk to you all later." Charlotte said as she swung her bag over her shoulder and joined her boyfriend on the opposite side of the courtyard. They walked out of view.

"Where do you think they're going?" Scarlett wondered.

Brielle smirked. "They're probably just going to make out in the janitors closet."

I laughed. "Our best friend is all grown up."

We all laughed but quickly stopped when our phones buzzed simultaneously.

"You don't think that's…" Scarlett said trailing off at the end.

I sighed. "Who else would it be?"

We all proceeded to pull out our phones.

Brielle who had opened the message first gasped in shock. "No way."

I quickly opened the message.

Poor Charlotte!
Who would have seen it coming?
Kisses
-A

I scanned the message and opened the attachment. It was a picture of Jackson kissing someone who was definitely not Charlotte.

"Oh my god." Scarlett breathed. "What are we going to do?"

"We have to tell Charlotte." Brielle said gathering up her things.

Scarlett grabbed Brielle's arm and pulled her back into her seat. "Wait, are you sure that's such a good idea? It's going to break her heart."

"I know." Brielle sighed. "Believe me this is the last thing I want to do. But its better she hears it from us then somebody else."

"You're right." Scarlett agreed.

"I'm going to kill that man-whore." I said clenching my fists.

"What are you going to do?" Scarlett asked nervously.

"Let's just say that he's going to regret hurting my friend." I said picking up my handbag and stalking away from the table in the direction Jackson had gone.

"You're going to get us killed." Brielle yelled after me.

"I'll take my chances." I said over my shoulder.

I marched quickly in the direction Jackson and Charlotte had gone. Even though Brielle and Scarlett had objected to me going after Jackson they followed behind me anyway. I reached a corridor in the school which was completely empty, well except for Jackson who was leaning against a locker.

I stormed up to him, before he could even look up I slapped him hard across the face. He fell backwards from the force and dropped his jacket.

"What the hell Avalon!" Jackson yelled crossly, as he clutched his face. "You know everyone is right, you are a bitch."

"I may be a bitch but at least I'm not a two-faced whore!' I screamed in rage. I couldn't believe he had cheated on Charlotte, she didn't deserve that.

"How could you do that to Charlotte? She trusted you and you cheat on her with some slutty freshman!" Brielle yelled at Jackson as she came and stood next to me.

"Relax sweetheart, I was just having a little fun, it didn't mean anything." Jackson said sneering at Brielle.

This time it was Scarlett who slapped Jackson. Brielle and I stared at her in shock, she wasn't usually one to turn to physical violence. "You're absolutely repulsive!"

"What the hell is going on?" A voice called from the end of the corridor.

"Charlotte." Scarlett said nervously.

Charlotte ran over to her boyfriend. "Are you ok baby?" She asked concerned. When Jackson nodded she whirled around so she was facing us. "How could you guys?! I know you don't like Jackson but I thought you'd at least respect that I did!"

"Charlotte it's not like that." Brielle warned.

"Then what is it like?" Charlotte yelled with tears in her eyes. "You guys are my best friends! I thought you'd want me to be happy?"

"Of course we want you to be happy." I reassured. "But Jackson isn't who you think he is."

"You know what I don't have to listen to this." Charlotte said. "Come on Jackson." She shot us one more glare and then walked out of the corridor.

Jackson smiled evilly at us. "Aw, well that didn't go very well." He then turned around and followed Charlotte.

Brielle slumped against the locker. "Well that sucked." She said as she put her head in her hands.

"What are we going to do? Our best friend hates us!" Scarlett exclaimed.

"She doesn't hate us." Brielle objected. "She's just mad, she'll get over it."

"Will she?" I questioned doubtfully.

"Of course she will. However, now she's never going to believe us if we tell her that Jackson is cheating on her." Scarlett said.

"Someone needs to teach that guy a lesson." I said.

Brielle looked at me. "We already tried that. It didn't work."

"I have another idea." I said as I picked up Jackson's jacket which he had dropped before.

Scarlett exchanged a confused glance with Brielle. "What are you going to do with his jacket?"

I ignored my friends and walked out of the corridor. I walked out the front gates and left the school grounds. I shoved my hand into the pocket of Jackson's jacket and felt around until my hand grasped on the keys to his motorbike. I smiled in satisfaction and quickly jumped onto his red motorbike.

I looked around to make sure no one was watching then I started up engine and drove away from the school. I reminded myself that I needed to thank my dad later for teaching me to ride a motorbike.

I made one quick detour. I then slowed the bike down when I reached the place I was looking for. There used to be an old shopping mall here but now it was just an abandoned car park in the middle of nowhere. There was no one here. No one would see what I was about to do. I knew I would regret doing this later but right now I didn't care. Jackson Cole had hurt my best friend and even though she was mad at me, I was going to make him pay for that.

I undid the lid of the gasoline which I had stopped to pick up. Without thinking I dumped the entire thing all over the motorbike. After I made sure the motorbike was fully covered I put down the empty gasoline can. I then reached into my pocket and pulled out the matches I had made sure to bring. I lit one and was about to drop it when I stopped. I couldn't do this, no matter how much Jackson deserved it. Then again it was too late to go back now.

I closed my eyes and dropped the match. Searing hot fire erupted angrily from the ground and surrounded the motorbike in flames.

"Shit." I swore and jumped back as the fire had gotten extremely large. I quickly picked up the empty gasoline can and chucked it in the fire.

I stood there for a few seconds staring at the damage I had created. Then reality hit me. What I had done was illegal. I could go to jail for this if anyone ever found out.

"Oh my god." I breathed then quickly turned and sprinted away.

I ran faster than I had ever run before. Completely ignoring the agonizing pain in my leg I forced my legs to move. No one could find out, no one could know what I had done. If anyone did my whole life would be over. This wasn't like when I was seven and I had lit Sophia's Barbie dolls on fire. This was way more severe than that. I could be in serious legal trouble, my family would never forgive me.

Before I knew it I had reached my house. I ran inside, locked the door and windows then shut all the blinds. I collapsed on the couch and buried my face in a pillow.

"Are you ok?" Aiden questioned.

I jumped up and stared at my little brother. "Of course I am. Why wouldn't I be?" I rambled.

Aiden looked at me weirdly. "Girls are so weird." He then left the room and walked upstairs.

As soon as Aiden left I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket. My breathing quickened as I slowly removed the phone from my pocket. I took a deep breath and opened the message.

There's only so long you can run from the law.
Good luck trying to dig yourself out of this one.
Kisses,
-A

I threw my phone on the ground. Grabbing a pillow from the couch I submerged my face in it and let out an ear-piercing scream.

How was I going to get out of this?

What did you think?
Will Charlotte find out about Jackson?
Will someone find out that Avalon set fire to Jackson's motorbike?
Next chapter is Scarlett's POV.
Please Review and tell me what you thought.-Rose