Chapter 10-

Freddy got back on the bus and decided to sit next to Summer. He thought it was safe now; there were no whispers (at least that he heard) about the diary. His plan was to ask Marco for the diary tonight before they went to bed but he wasn't sure he was ready to tell the guys the truth. There was not a doubt in his mind that they would torture him endlessly if they knew, the only one who was trustworthy was Zack.

"What's bothering you?" Summer asked Freddy as he regained conciseness. He looked around and realized that the bus had started moving and he had been staring off into space for at least a few minutes. Damn Freddy thought I probably looked so stupid.

"Oh, nothing." He replied. Freddy pulled his iPod out of his pocket and turned on a calming song, Rock'n'Roll ain't noise pollution.

"You find that soothing?" Summer said smiling as she looked down at the screen. Freddy looked down at the screen and realized what she was talking about.

"Yes, in fact I do," He said in a British accent. Summer giggled and he suddenly realized how stupid that sounded. He could feel his cheeks burning up he knew they were turning red Crap he thought. "Uh," He said scratching his neck nervously. "Wanna listen?" Summer nodded and he handed her on headphone. Freddy looked across the isle from him hoping to find a comforting Zack but instead finding the face of a certain snickering Marco who gave him the thumbs up and chuckled at Summer. CRAP!

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