When things finally settled down and everyone was back to normal, everybody was over at Tris's house hanging out.

"I can't believe that jerk from Dowling tackled you!" Tris said to Briar.

"It's ok Tris."

"No, it's not! He hurt you! Bruised your ribs! I should give him a piece of my mind!"

"Tris calm down!" Daja exclaimed. Lately it has been her job to get her to settle down and it was exhausting!

"I'm alright, Tris. I'm not dead!"

"When I find out who he is...."

"You are really quiet today, Sandry." Came a voice from behind.

Sandry jumped, startled.

"Hey, Aymery." She said facing him.

Briar rolled his eyes. Something was odd about Aymery. He didn't trust him at all and when he was talking, no, flirting with Sandry, he just pissed him off.

"I need to go to the bathroom." He said.

Nobody seemed to hear him.

He got up and went upstairs, but instead of taking a left, he took a right and walked into Aymery's room. He looked around the blank plain room. All that there was was a bed, pile of clothes, dresser, desk, his suitcase, and a fancy looking chest.

Briar walked up to the chest. I was red oak with intricate carvings in it. I looked like it cost a lot of money. It wasn't Tris's because she was more of a walnut type of girl, but the question was this: How could Aymery afford this?

He crouched down next to it and studied the lock. It was the biggest and nicest one he'd ever seen, but that didn't necessarily mean it was a good one. Briar took out a bobby pin from the inside of his shoe and started to pick the lock. With in a minute it fell to the floor useless. He was careful not to touch the lock or the chest when he opened it.

When Briar saw what was inside he was glad he got none of his prints on it. Inside the chest were about 20 small bags of a white powder that Briar guessed was not laundry detergent. There was also a pack of earrings. Aymery must belong to a drug ring.

He quickly closed the lid and placed the lock as quickly and quietly as possible. He had to tell Tris before he called the cops.

*~*~*~*

"What??" Tris asked nearly shouting.

Briar looked around to make sure nobody came in.

"I said that Aymery is a drug dealer. Keep it down."

"I can not believe you!"

"Just listen to me."

"Get out!"

"What?"

"Get out of my house Brian!"

"Tris, just hear me out!"

"I don't want to hear you! I don't even want to see you!"

"He's a fraud!"

"He's the only family I have!"

"But he is just using you and all of us."

"Even if he is a 'drug dealer' at least I have relatives!"

Briar looked hurt.

"I'm sorry." Tris tried to mumble.

"No, it's too late for that. If you want to take a relative's word whom you have only know for two and a half weeks over a friends word whom you've known for your whole life, then that is fine with me." he said coldly as he stormed out of the kitchen.

Tris just stood there unable to move as she heard the door slam.



A/N: Again I am sorry about how late this chapter is. SORRY!! School started and I had to do tons of stuff to get ready. In case anybody hasn't read it already I kind of rewrote the last chapter. Again SORRY!!!! Also if anybody knows if it is Tris' or Tris's could you tell me? Thanx!

Disclaimer: I do not own Dowling High School, nor do I have anything against Dowling. Sorry about that if I have pissed you off. Don't flame!