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My entire body shaking, I turned away from the window and tried to focus on the classwork. But it was hard, and before I could stop myself, I was looking back out the window. But Tate was no longer there.

I swallowed hard. Hypodermic Sally seemed to notice my discomfort. She frowned out me, "What the hell's wrong with you?" she growled.

"W-what?" I sputtered out.

"You look like you just saw a ghost," Sally sneered.

When I didn't say anything, she sighed, "Look, Ainslee, don't take the things I said too seriously. Sure, we scouted your house a bit, but we were… looking for a fix. You're a rich girl, we were just looking for something to steal and then sell off at the pawnshop. Nothing big or sinister."

I was horrified.

"Is that supposed to make me feel better? Because it's not?!" I muttered shrilly between clenched teeth.

"Typical," Sally rolled her eyes, "You're just a rich girl, what would you know about struggles and hardships?"

I glared at her, "Just because I'm rich doesn't mean I don't have my own struggles!"

"Oh yeah? What troubles could you have?"

"I DON'T HAVE TO TELL YOU ANYTHING." I hissed.

She laughed and the bell rang.

"JUST SUCK ON IT!" I growled as I gathered up my things and stuffed them into my book bag. I was fuming, raging and I just had to get out of there. I ran out the classroom as fast as I could, still hearing Sally's obnoxious laughter behind me. I was so upset, I didn't even wait for Violet.

The next few classes passed by and it was lunch time. "Hey, what's up with you?" Violet asks, sitting across from me. Seth sits besides her and quirks a brow, "I take it you had a run in with Hypodermic Sally?"

"Bingo." I say, angrily munching on my turkey and ketchup sandwhich.

"So what did she say?" Violet inquires.

"Nothing. She basically told me that she and," I pause, not knowing if I should bring it up with Seth around. "Nevermind. It's not worth thinking about."

Just then Tate walks in and sits next to me. I didn't know if I should be angry or upset with him.

"So what's the plan? Anyone going to ditch next period with me?" He casually asks the group.

"No, truancy is a real thing you know," Violet pouts.

"So report me," Tate says. For a moment, Violet looks like she actually wants to. "Anyone?" he reiterates the question.

"Can't. Someone in this family actually has to graduate high school." Seth replies.

I didn't feel like going to drama and having to see Sally again, so why not? Besides, there were things that I had to ask Tate. Things about what Sally had said to me earlier.

"Sure, I'll skip with you."

"Alright! Meet me in my car in a few," He says, getting up and walking out the canteen door.

As I watch him leave I catch Sally's gaze, which was on me. She was glaring so I decided to glare back. Why was she so nasty towards me? I didn't even do anything to warrant hate from her.

"Calm down. I can feel the drama from here," Seth tells me when he notices the I-want-you-to-get-hit-by-a-truck-and-die look I was giving Sally.

"I can't. She told me that because I'm rich, I don't have any struggles. That's so not true. I have plenty. My dad, being one of them."

"I understand. Your dad is a total creep," Violet says. "But I bet Sally's just jealous because you're spending so much time with Tate."

"Why does that matter?" I ask her.

She opens her mouth but the bell rings before she could answer. I get up and leave to go to my fifth period class.

The whole day my blood was boiling over what Sally, that witch, had said to me about not having any struggles, and how she admitted to basically breaking and entering to my house with Tate a few times in the past.

Tate, what was he doing with her? Don't get me wrong, I don't judge but Sally did drugs. Weed, Heroin, who knows what she was into. I bet it was all of them. But more importantly, what if Tate was hooked too? That thought made my gut wrench.

Just then I felt an arm snake around my shoulders, it was Tate. Just the person I have been meaning to talk to. But at this moment, I found myself speechless.

"Another boring day. When's someone else going to get murdered around here? If I had it my way, the Drama teacher or Sally would be next " He chuckles.

I stop. "Tate, that was really horrible!"

"Come on, I was joking. Well, partly only about Sally."

I punch him on the shoulder. "That is so not funny."

"Lighten up. Seth told me about how down you were earlier. Just figured I could try and cheer you up."

"AWW HOW SWEET!"

"ShH! do you have to say that so loud?" His cheeks were red and his eyes were darting in every direction, checking to see if anyone heard me.

"Fine, it'll be our secret." I smile.

"Secret?"

"Yeah, that you're this sweet and caring guy," I say.

He pinches his nose and mumbles under his breath, "You're so wrong about that."

Next period was a breeze, sixth period was dull but I endured it, and now I was waiting outside Jimmy's to have pizza with Violet, Seth and Tate. Violet shows up alone, she takes the seat across from me.

"Tate told me that he and Seth had a change of plans. Something important came up."

I frown. "Oh, well it probably really is important."

"He says it's about tying some loose ends or something like that."

Loose ends? I wanted to pry more about it but the waitress came and we ordered our pizza. Besides, Violet was already on another topic.

"You're the best actress in our class, please help me. I have to read a script for next class, and you know how shy and embarrassed I get with those kind of assignments." She practically begs me to help her, which I don't mind doing since I'm the type of girl that will help anyone. Well, except for a few. Tristan, Madison, Sally, and my dad being a few.

"Sure no problem-o." I say with a large grin on my face. "Besides, you're partners with that cute boy," I add with a giggle.

Violet giggles with me. It was turning out to be such a nice girl's day out. Still I couldn't get my mind off of Tate. What could he be doing at the moment?

I get back home at around ten. As usual, my dad throws a huge fit over it. "Ainslee, do you know what time it is?"

"Of course I know the time," I say. He's so stupid, he acts like I don't have a watch.

"Bed time is at 8. Don't you know there's some crazed killer on the loose?" He takes a sip of what I can only presume is alcohol.

"As if you care if some psycho attacks me." I start up the stairs, before I can hear my dad try to defend himself. He does, but then I hear his phone ring and he picks it up.

"I'll be there in fifteen minutes top."

Since my dad was out of the house, I decided to lurk on the internet. I checked facebook, looked at pictures of people that I didn't like and wished them the worst. Then I checked my instagram; 101 likes on the selfie that I posted yesterday. I felt accomplished.

At around eleven I open up the t.v. and I see the news. The headline read: Local teen murdered. Underneath it, "Hypodermic Sally".

My mouth dropped. Oh god, it couldn't be true could it? I didn't like the girl, but knowing that she had been brutally murdered made me sick to my stomach. I don't know why, but I felt like I needed to call Tate.

I ring his number but it goes straight to voicemail. Tate, where are you and what are you doing?