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Chapter Twelve

. Val's PoV .

"Ronie, please don't tell me we're locked in again..."

"We're locked in again," she said as we stared at the door.

"This is bad," Jack said.

"Really bad," I said, falling to the ground.

"We should stop somewhere!" Ronie said. "I mean, the guy's gotta eat, sleep, and crap somewhere!"

"We'll be in New Jersey tomorrow!" I yelled. "What good'll that do us!"

"None," Jack said.

"Exactly! You really think BJ and Clay are gonna follow us to New Jersey?"

Ronie just walked to the back of the truck. I jumped up on one of the long crates and tried to fall asleep. Ugh.

. Brandon's PoV .

"Clay! Pedal faster!"

"They're heading for the highway!" Clay yelled. "We can't pedal 70 mph!"

"Try!"

"Get a motorcycle then!"

"I can't afford one!"

"Sounds like a personal problem!"

"So let's hitch-hike!"

Clay consisdered, but he took too long...

"Clay! What's the license plat number?"

He squinted his eyes and pedaled closer to the truck.

"E75-2417!" Clay yelled. "Big rig plate! We better go! The highway is the next right!"

I skidded off to the side of the road and watched the rig fly down the street. Plain and white. Nothing on it at all.

"Sorry, Ronie," I whispered as Clay stopped next to me.

"It's not over," Clay said. "We'll fly to North Carolina if we gotta."

. Ronie's PoV .

One hour on the road in the back a big rig. Dozing off...

"Hello, luv..."

I looked up.

"Oh, hey, Jack..." I said with a long yawn. I scooted into the corner to let him sit next to me, and he did.

"What's botherin' ye, luv?" he asked.

"Everything," I said. "Michigan, Brandon, being stuck here..." I trailed off. I was crying! but I never cry!

"Everything pans out," Jack said. "Just wait and see what happens."

"I don't want to move or lose Brandon or get stuck in some pit stop in New Jersey." I said, kicking a box in anger.

"What's New Jersey?"

"Another life wrecker..."

"It got quiet and I felt myself drifting again...

I layed my head on Jack's shoulder and closed my eyes. I listened to myself breathe, and I scooted toward Jack.

"I could really use that cup-of-chino now," I murmered to myself.

. Val's PoV .

- 7 am -

We hit a huge bump, and I sat up, blurry-eyed. I walked to the backend of the rig where the boxes became more numerous. I remember Jack coming back here to see-

"RONIE!" I gasped in shock. Jack had his arms all wrapped around her, and they were lying face to face. Ronie and Jack sat up rubbing their eyes.

"What the freak, Val?" Ronie asked.

"What the freak!" I yelled. "I'll tell you what the freak!"

Ronia and Jack looked at each other and got up.

"What wrong?" Jack asked.

I glared at him.

"What's wrong?" I asked quietly. "What's WRONG!I'll tell you what's wrong! You and- and Ronie! And... oh my god, Ronie, you're cheating on BJ!"

"I am not!" she yelled.

"Then what's all this!"

"I fell asleep, Val..."

"Wrapped in Jack's arms!"

"Geez, Val, don't be jealous!"

"I'm not jealous!"

"Yes you are!"

"Am not!"

"Are!"

"Not!"

"Are!"

"Not!"

"ARE!"

"NOT!"

"Well, then you wouldn't be jealous if I did this?"

Ronie kissed him. Right in front of me.

After I closed my mouth, I answered.

"No..." I said quietly. N-not in the least bit."

"You're such a liar, Val..."

"I know!"

I ran up to the front and slammed myself back on my box.

. Brandon's PoV .

We were pedalling back to my house. Ronie and Val are gone. Oh, and Jack... can't forget him...

"Wonder if the party's gone?" Clay asked.

"Why wouldn't they be?" I askd. "Ronie almost killed someone; I don't think everyone's gonna stick around."

We got to my house, and when I opened the door, the crowd was still dancing, and my mother was running around in her robe elling for everyonr to leave.

"Brandon James!" she yelled, storming over to me. "You get everyone out of this hous and NOW!"

"I'm going, Mom. Chill."

Clay came with me as we ran up on the balcony.

"Everybody OUT!" I bellowed.

Of course no one listens...

"NOW!" Clay screamed.

They're not listening...

"Grr!" I said. I went downstairs and came across a huge mob of girls. Clay and I wnt over and started throwing the girls off each other.

"I want to dance with him!"

"No!I want him!"

"People! what is going on?" I yelled.

"Someone came as Orlando Bloom!"

"He's soooo hot!"

"Ahh!"

I dug my way to the bottom of the pile to see a beaten up guy nursing a nosebleed.

"I don't even know who that guy is!" he said. "there's some mistake!"

I glared at him. Oh no...

"PARTY OVER!" Clay yelled. "OUT!"

Everyone started leaving, and Clay and I led the guy to an armchair.

"you ok, dude!" Clay asked.

"Fine," he replied. "Who is this Orlando Bloom guy?"

"What's your name?" I asked immediately.

"William Turner..." he said slowly. "I dunno how I got here..."

Clay and I exchanged looks.

"The son of Bootstrap Bill?" Clay asked.

"Yeah... where am I?"

"Bueford Bay, Connecticut," I said.

"Where's that?"

"The United States."

"Where's the United States?"

"Between Canada and Mexico, now shut up," I said. "We gotta get to an airport.

"Why?" Clay asked.

"Are we getting Ronie and Val back or not?"

. Val's PoV .

"Val, you hungry?" Ronie asked me after an hour.

"Yes."

"Want some choclate?"

"No."

"C'mon, Val... it was just for laughs."

"Haha."

"I thought you weren't jealous."

"I'm not."

"You are."

"Not."

"Don't start that again!"

"Go away."

"Val, I dunno why you're so mad."

"Me neither."

Ronie snapped her finers.

"you like him, don't you?"

I didn't answer.

"Val?"

"What!" I snapped.

"Tell the truth."

"No."

"Val, c'mon... I'm your friend! You can tell me!"

"Thought you already figured it out?"

"Val, really... if I had any clue, I would've never-"

"Whatever..."

"Val-"

"Just leave me alone, will you?"

"There's no talking to you, is there?" Ronie asked.

"Nope."

"If you don't talk to me, I'll tell Jack your little secret..."

"You wouldn't..." I said, sitting up. "That's blackmail!"

"And?"

"And what!" I asked. "Jack's really cool - nothing more!"

"Liar..."

"Ronie..."

"Liar..."

"Ronie! Give it a rest!"

"Sheesh, ok, Val... chill..."

"Whatever..."

I don't like him, I told myself. I can't! Well, maybe jus a bit... NO! I can't! Grr, my life...

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