Ellie sat crying on her bed. Her mom was downstairs cooking dinner and talking to him. "That disgusting bastard" thought Ellie. How could he do such repulsive things to her yet act so perfectly normal. Ellie took some scissors from her desk. The blood seeping out of her arm gave her a sort of warm comfort. Sometimes she would press the blade in deep. It felt good cutting through her flesh, maybe one day she would have enough courage to cut away at her lifeline, her wrists, then maybe the pain would be over.

Sean opened his front door. He tried to relive what just happened, but he couldn't. He could not break up with Emma. He was gutless. How could he keep pretending like that? Leading her on. He tried to remember. They where talking, then they kissed, then they started to make out, then in passion Emma went down on him. Sean didn't like Emma anymore; he needed to break this off.

Jimmy came home, It wasn't too late, but his parents where not home again. There was no fight, but a surprise drive by, one of the gang bangers was injured, shot in the leg, but everything else turned out fine. Jimmy was scared. For the first time, he actually doubted his decision. He thought being in a gang would give him the love that was never there at home. He remembered just last year when his biggest problem was dealing with his break-up with Ashley, and beating Paige and spinner for luau king and queen, it seemed so long ago.

Craig was lying in bed. Usually he would fall asleep but there was one thing on his mind that night. The kiss he shared with Paige. After walking Angie home they sat out on his porch and talked. Paige broke down and told Craig what a jerk spinner had been, and how he had treated her over the summer. Craig was enraged, and then Paige kissed him. He never knew he could have these feelings for Paige. He loved Ashley, or so he thought.