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Chapter 5: Thursday

~Kate~

I walked over to my locker and saw Ethan standing near it waiting for me. He had his hand wrapped in a bandage.

"What happened?" I questioned, pointing towards the injury.

"Oh, I - I just got into a fight." He responded, averting his gaze from me.

"With who?" A fight? Ethan doesn't get into fights.

"Just this asshole." He brushed it off.

"Oh. Do I know him?"

"Ethan! Last night was awesome! Ronnie totally didn't know what hit him. Literally!" Parker came up, laughing.

Ethan looked at me and I exploded, "YOU TOLD HIM?!" I can't believe the nerve of that girl.

"What? No." Parker tried to defend herself.

"I can't believe either of you." I said storming away.

I ran into Clair.

"Hey, ditcher." Claire smiled. "Haven't seen you in class in about a week." Had it already been a week?

"I'm getting called out. I've got things to do." It was slightly true. I was getting called out.

"I'll bet you have things to do."

"What is that supposed to mean?"

"Nothing. Jeeze, I was just kidding."

"Right."

"Come to class today. Please?" Claire gave me puppy dig eyes.

"I can't Claire....."

"Come on, all you have to do is walk into the room. No biggie. It's so boring without you there, I have no one to talk to. Plus, it's my only time seeing you."

I could actually use some carefree Claire time. Especially since she didn't even suspect. And, I really should go to class, my grade is probably slipping horribly. And, maybe, I can see some good Ronnie bruises.

"Okay. Let's go." I smiled. And it was a real smile.

[ Class ]

We got to class early. Ronnie wasn't there yet. Maybe he wouldn't come. Too embarrassed to show his battle wounds.

Or maybe not. As much as I wanted to run away, I felt some comfort knowing that he got his with his two black eyes and swollen lip. Everyone else noticed and he chose to ignore them. Bastard.

Look at me, I don't even know that it was Ronnie for sure yet, and I'm already berating him. He could be innocent.

We started class and halfway through an Attendance Aid came in with a note for one of the students. She handed it to the teacher and left.

"Ronnie, come get this." She placed the note on the table as Ronnie stood to get the note.

He read it on the way back to his seat and looked confused. He grabbed his stuff and said he had to go down to the office to clear something up.

He didn't come back for the rest of the period.

I wonder where he went.

[ End class ]

Ethan and Parker both tried to approach me countless times, but I just kept brushing them off.

In Chemistry, Mr. Lentil decided to do a partner activity. He chose number 11 for our appointment clocks. Ethan is my number 11. Great.

"Kate?" Ethan tentatively came over.

"So, let's get out our periodic tables and work these equations." I said, feigning excitement.

"Parker didn't tell me."

"Right. So who did? Ronnie?" I still wasn't looking at him.

"No. You did." I shot up and looked at him. What?

"What?"

"I know I shouldn't have, but you seemed so distant, I didn't know what was wrong. I just had to find out. I listened to your conversation on Tuesday. With Parker. When you told her."

"Oh my God." Who else had heard?

"I'm sorry." Ethan looked really nervous. "I was just scared."

"Scared?"

"Yeah, I knew something was wrong and I was scared."

"Really?"

"Yeah. You know how much I care about you." I do?

"I care about you, too."

"And I'm sorry for hurting Ronnie...I was just so pissed off."

"Don't be sorry about that."

"I won't be, then."

"Good."

After class, the halls were buzzing. I overheard parts of different conversations.

Miranda and Lizzie:

"Miranda, he was my first boyfriend. Ew." Lizzie shuddered. Lizzie's first boyfriend?

Veruca and Larry:

"Can you imagine?" She was saying.

"I know. Think about how she feels." Who's she?

Joey and some football players:

"He is forever banned from my house." Joey was saying. "They'll probably have to search the place or something."

All the others grunted and nodded in agreement.

Who's he? Who are they?

I'm confused. But I would soon find it all out.

"Did you hear?" Claire came up, looking thoroughly excited.

"Hear what?"

"Ronnie Jacobs got arrested!" Was that who everyone was talking about?

"Why? For what?" It can't be because of me. Not yet.

"He raped some girl. I heard it was at Joey's Friday night."

"Did he confess?" Please, oh please say yes.

"Well, if doesn't, he's a moron."

"Why?"

"The police searched his car in the parking lot."

I cut her off before she could finish, "Did they find something?"

"You wouldn't believe me if I told you."

"Claire."

"They found a baggie filled with Rufies." Her voice sort of dropped into a whisper at the word 'rufies'.

It was him! He was guilty. There was no way it wasn't him. No guy carries rufies without having intention. There is no doubt in my mind now. Wait.

"Claire, do they, you know, know who the girl is?"

"Well, I'm sure the police know and most likely the school now, but I haven't heard anything. Everyone at that party goes here, though."

Parker ran up and hugged me.

"Congratulations! I just heard!"

"Heard what?" Claire asked. Perfect timing, Parker.

"Uh, well, there was a chance I was failing a class but I did really well on the last test." I suck at coming up with good lies on the fly.

Claire furrowed her brow. "Right. Well, congrats I suppose."

A/N: Well? I'm pretty sure next chapter will either have no POV or be Ronnie's. Most likely Ronnie's.