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The uneasy feeling stayed with him even after he left the house. The way she talked, moved, and smirked; there was just something about it, it wasn't right. Nothing she did felt right. He only ever got that feeling around one person, and that was his father. Dan Scott the tormentor of all tormentors, ruining anyone that got in his way. The question to ponder now was how could a seventeen year old girl have the same qualities as a 36 year old Dan? He knew Dan was bitter because of a life of regret, what was Sheryl's? According to Jill, Sheryl was no where near the girl he witnessed just a couple of minutes ago. Then it hit him. Just that morning Peyton mentioned something about Sheryl stealing, he had brushed it off because it just seemed so far fetched, but now it made sense. Peyton was right!
Grabbing his cell phone from his pocket he quickly hit Lucas' number.
"Yeah," the older Scott brother answered.
"Luke Peyton was right."
He said it between breaths, from obvious speed walking.
"Dude huh?"
"Remember, this morning when Peyton told us about Sheryl stealing money from Jill. I didn't believe it at first but now I do."
"What changed your mind?"
"I just came from Jill's place and Sheryl went all psycho bitch on me. First she was trying to feel me up then she went all sour and started talking a lot of smack."
"Really?" Lucas was shocked. Just like Nathan was when he processed everything about Sheryl. It just seemed so unrealistic, she seemed so innocent. But then again people fooled people everyday; it was called multiple personalities. Your grocer could be obsessive compulsive for all he knew. No one really knows anyone.
"Yeah there's something definitely wrong with that chick,that's why I need to find Jill. Have you seen her?"
"Is there something wrong?"
"Just the way she talked about her and Vegas, it isn't sitting right with me."
"Wow I wish I could help man but I haven't seen Jill since this morning."
Right then, Peyton motioned Lucas to give her the phone. She and Lucas were hanging out when Nathan called. Sitting quietly she listened to Lucas' side of the conversation, something was up and she needed to hear what Nathan had to say.
"Nathan, Nathan what's happening?"
He was becoming frantic.
"Peyton you and Brooke were right about Sheryl, I need to find Jill. Do you know where she is?"
"I umm," she tried remembering the past events at school, "I-we stayed after school to work on art and I told her about Sheryl. She got upset and left. She umm told me not to follow her but I did anyways," still pondering, "oh I saw her talking to Vegas at her locker."
She was talking to Vegas, why?
"For how long?"
"I don't know, I stuck around for a bit but then left back for class."
"Did you hear what they were saying to each other?"
"I couldn't make out any sentences but I know she wasn't too happy with him at first."
In came the questions. Nathan needed to know the facts.
"At first?"
"Yeah, she looked like she was about to bite his head off but then she softened. I guess it was because he was acting so calm."
"Do you think she left with him?"
"I really don't know, I suppose? Why?"
Peyton's assumption was all he needed. It was better than nothing.
"Shit!"
"Nathan why, what's wrong?"
It was too late, Peyton was talking to a dead line. Nathan had already started sprinting down the road.