I feel a chill all through me as I walk to my locker. This school is always so drafty and there is no point in wearing my soaked rain jacket all day. I'm contemplating using the hand dryer in the bathroom for wet jeans when I close my locker and see the picture taped to it. I snatch it down and fold it in half, looking around to see I'm not the only one who is awkwardly trying to handle this. Most of the girls just want it down, but some of the guys are having a field day. The hoots and hollers bend around the corner of the hall, meaning that more people have arrived to their lockers and seen it.

Alice comes bouncing my way, her lips puckered. We silently agree not to talk about it as we walk towards her first period.

Unfortunately due to the rain and the library renovation, Alice and I are forced to eat lunch in the cafeteria and Edward has a team meeting in the gym. The squeak of shoes against the wet floor is driving me crazy, so Alice loans me one of her earphones.

There's a gentle click as a tray is set on our table and Rosalie takes a seat across from us.

"Room for one more?" she asks hesitantly.

We realize our silence and then we're rambling.

"Of course! "

"Yeah!"

Her shoulders sag in relief. "Thanks. I won't be a bother."

And she's not; she's so quiet. She spends the time working on a homework assignment.

I'm surprised when Alice doesn't try to talk to her, instead going back to her sketches.

She fills me in later.

Rosalie was the girl in the photos.

Edward is sitting on my desk when I walk into lit. He's doing his best not to smile, but his eyes always give him away.

"Hi."

"Hi." I mimic.

"You kissed me."

My head whips towards the door, and I'm relieved to see that no one has come in yet. The perks of being early: secret conversations are kept secret.

Standing in in front of him, my stomach flips. "Yes I did."

His eyes meet mine. "I just wanted to make sure that you didn't do it because you felt sorry for me."

"That's not why I did it."

His smile is back. "Alright. That's good."

His hand comes around to rest on my lower back. "Any idea when you'll do it again?"

I take a step back. "No idea. But there is one thing that I do know: If you don't get your ass off of my desk, I'll make sure there's a tack waiting there for you next time."

His laugh is light today, he seems light today, and it helps me breath easy.

The rain didn't return the today, but there's a sudden chill in the air that means I won't be eating outside for a couple of months.

At lunch it all goes to hell.

"Hey, Rose!"

Lana is making another unwelcomed appearance.

"How are you, doll?" Lana asks.

Rosalie keeps her eyes on her assignment. And yet all eyes are on her. The whole damn cafeteria is watching.

Lana runs her finger up and down the spine of Rose's binder.

"It's always the quiet ones! Although I do have to say that I was surprised you were so...well endowed. Hats off to –" Lana doesn't get to finish because Rosalie has her on the ground.

That's it. Lana is on the ground with wide eyes and Rosalie is kneeled over her in shock. Phones are out, ready to record a fight that never happens.

I slide my chair back and offer her my hand.

Alice grabs Rosalie's books and we all leave the cafeteria and sit along the wall in the deserted hallway.

Alice jumps up. "Fuck this! Let's ditch."

I'm relieved when Rosalie protests. "I'm not letting that bitch run me out of here."

It's quiet for awhile before she speaks again. "I sent them to my boyfriend, Emmett, and I guess he sent them around."

Alice's eyes go wide. "Emmett McCarty?! I've known him since I was little, there's no way he would do that."

"That's what I thought too. And now –" her voice catches in her throat. "now the whole school has seen them. "

I really don't know what to say, Alice has always been better with soothing, so I let her do the talking.

I've never been a violent person, but I would absolutely love to kick Lana Brown in her throat.

Rose trusted this guy Emmett. Hell, Alice did too, and then he did something this terrible?

What if I told Edward about Charlie and Renee, and he told everyone?

What makes people flip like that?

It's all that runs through my mind as Edward drives me home.

A/N: Trust is hard sometimes. Thanks for reading, guys. Please enjoy these last few weeks of summer. I'll see you guys soon.