I saw Adrian, Ralph, and Jesse at lunch.

I manage to avoid everyone yesterday by hiding in the library but the library was closed on Tuesdays and I ended up eating on the bleachers. I forgot that that's where they hung out sometimes in the middle of the field with the rest of their friends.

They didn't notice me at first until the second I noticed Adrian and stared at him for too long, he turned, and caught my eye, smiling.

I froze, unblinkingly.

I kept looking from his green eyes to his hands. And then Jesse and Ralph turned to see where Adrian was looking and they smirked too. Ralph even waved. A chill ran through me.

I had to leave, go home, shower, sleep.

I bolted.

I waited until the practicing marching band went by, blocking our views, and I bolted.

I'm sure they saw me when I made my behind the bleachers because I could hear their laughter. I ran faster until I ran head first into someone. Unlike last night, no one caught me. I fell flat on my butt, my backpack skidding across the ground and my books and notebooks skidding in every which way.

"So, sorry," Camille said in a sarcastic voice.

I looked up at her and wished I was home right now.

Camille Ivashkov. Adrian's sister.

Her friends Meredith and Avery flanked at her sides and a little way behind her, Lissa who looked like she'd rather be anywhere but here. They looked down at me sprawled on the floor. She looked so much like her brother when she smiled it was unnerving.

"Where you off too, Rose?" she asked stepping forward.

"I bet she'd off to the police station again to report your brother for looking at her," Meredith said.

"Like Adrian would waste any more of his time on this piece of trash," Avery scoffed.

Camille laughed as her friends comments as she stepped closer, kneeling to my level.

"Is that what you're doing? Trying to cause more trouble for my brother? Are you stupid? Have you forgotten who we are? We can destroy you, Rose. You and your big mouth need to learn to keep quiet, mind your business, and stay out of our way." She grabbed a hold of my face, the same way Ralph did that night. "Believe me, hon, you don't want to mess with us anymore."

"I think we should make sure she understands," Meredith added.

"And I think Lissa should do it. After all, it was Liss who told us Rose was the on to report my brother. She should have the honor," Avery said slapping five with Meredith.

"I like that idea," Camille said. She gestured Lissa forward. Liss hesitated, looking like a dear caught in the headlights. Avery had to pull her forward to make her take a step. Even I could see she was shaking even from where I was still sprawled on the ground.

She wouldn't do this.

But I wouldn't blame her if she did.

"Need us to hold her up for you?" Camille offered in a sweet voice.

Lissa didn't say anything. She wouldn't look at any of us. Only the ground.

"I guess that's a yes," she muttered, turning to me.

The three of them were taller than I was and managed to stand me up. "Do I have to hit her for you too?" Camille asked. Lissa still didn't move. "I guess so," she grinned turning back to face me. I remember she smiled widely, Avery and Meredith laughed just like Ralph and Jesse did that night, and then I blacked out.