I know it's been a while but I've been busy and completely forgot about this story. SORRY!! But good news is, the 4th chapter is already written, along with part of the 5th so i'll prolly update again Sunday or Monday since I'm SOOOOOO ditching school monday. You should all know why lol. Anyway, on with the story
The next day, I woke up at five in the morning, an hour and a half earlier than I needed to. I groaned as I took a quick shower and changed into my second Spenser Uniform. I had gotten five, knowing full well that I would only do laundry probably only once a week. I grabbed my backpack and walked downstairs, finding Uncle Carter and Aunt Claire in the kitchen again.
"Good morning sleepy head." Aunt Claire said cheerfully. "We missed you at Dinner last night. We tried to wake you but you just pushed us away and went back to sleep."
"Yeah, sorry. I'm kinda a heavy sleeper." I told her. "I'm gonna head off to school now."
"Why don't you sit down and have breakfast?" She asked. "I'm sure you have a while to get there."
"Yeah, but I wanna get there early, ya know." I muttered, backing away. "Get with the learning."
"But you must be starving." Uncle Carter said.
"I'll grab a muffin at Starbucks." I said as I bolted from the house. I practically hopped into the car and sped away from the house to grad my frappuccino from Starbucks before going to school. I decided to forego the muffin because I wasn't really that hungry and just sipped on my drink as I pulled up to the school and walked inside. I noticed that I was a few minutes late and groaned as I walked into my literature class.
"You're late Ms. Cahors." Professor Clay told me.
"I'm sorry, I got lost." I told him. "You know, new school and all and I don't have a dorm so I gotta drive from home."
"Just don't let it happen again." He said, taking pity on the new student. I nodded and made my way over to my seat where Jeraud was waiting.
"Hey Peyton." He said with a warm smile.
"Hi." I nodded as I sat down and tried to pay attention to Professor Clay's lecture.
"So do you always have Starbucks in the morning?" I groaned, he was trying to get me to talk again.
"Yeah and it doesn't help that the only Starbucks you people have is on the other side of town." I told him.
"Well then maybe one day I can bring it for you." Jeraud said with a smile. "Then you won't be late to class."
"I can get my own Starbucks, thanks." I told him.
"Just thought I'd be nice." Jeraud said.
"Stop it, will you." I hissed under my breath. "Happy, you got me to talk, now don't."
"Sorry." Jeraud said and turned back to the lecture though I could tell that he still wasn't listening. When the bell rang, I practically leapt out of my seat and bolted out the door to head to Chemistry. I walked into the classroom and took my seat, finding Brian not here yet. When I looked up, out of the corner of my eye I saw Brian talking to Jeraud and looking over at me briefly. I muttered some choice words under my breath and sucked down more of my Starbucks as Brian walked into the room and took a seat beside me.
"If you're going to talk about me," I started, "You probably shouldn't make it so obvious."
"We weren't." Brian said automatically. "We were talking about Jeraud's new motorcycle."
"You're not a very good liar, are you?" I asked.
"I guess not." he said, giving me a small laugh. I bit my cheek to keep from smiling.
"Just don't do it anymore." I said as I turned back to the front of the class. Brian didn't try to talk to me anymore after that and I was thankful. Once class was over, I threw my now empty Starbucks cup away and walked down to my Calculus class where I was anticipating Edward's start up conversation. As I took my seat beside him, he didn't seem to acknowledge my presence.
"Thank god." I muttered to myself. I stared at the bored, trying to focus on all the problems but found it all too confusing. Maybe I should've paid attention in Salem. I jotted down the homework and decided to work on that later as I booked out of the classroom and walked down to Gym. Ms. Davids made me get dressed today but I didn't care because we were playing basketball; that was a sport I could tolerate. Ms. Davids put us into teams and then the game started. The other team had the ball so I decided to take position near the hoop; this girl looked like she was the best player in the class so I figured she would try and shoot and I could try and block. True, she threw the ball and I was able to deflect it, but it ended up hitting another girl in the back.
"Shit, I'm sorry." I told her. She just turned around to glare at me. She had curly reddish hair and blue eyes.
"Oh my god, are you alright Kara?" One of the other girls asked.
"What's the matter Abbott?" Ms. Davids asked, coming over to us.
"That new girl just threw the ball at me." the girl Kara Abbott complained.
"I didn't throw it." I defended. "I was trying to deflect the ball and it went in her direction."
"No, I saw her throw it directly at Kara." The other girl said. "I think she has something against her."
"I don't want to hear it Ms. Jens." Ms. Davids said. "I saw that it was an accident so why don't you take Ms. Abbott up to the infirmary." She nodded and the two girls walked out of the gym. I sat out the rest of the period, feeling bad that I had hurt this girl. After class, I walked into the lunch room, grabbed a small bag of Doritos and a diet Coke again and took my seat by the window. As I sat there, I was approached by Jacob and Edward.
"Hi Peyt." Jacob said with a smile.
"Don't call me that." I said, glaring at the nickname as he took a seat across from me.
"But it's short for…" He started.
"I know what it's short for!" I yelled. "Don't call me that."
"Alright, I won't." Jacob said. The look he and Edward shared was of utter confusion.
"What are you two even doing over here anyway?" I asked, looking to where Jeraud and Brian were sitting, watching us. "Aren't you missing your other half?"
"You want us to bring them over?" Edward asked.
"No!" I told him. "I want you two to leave me alone."
"But you looked lonely." Edward told us.
"And…" Jacob started.
"You." I looked up to see the kid from the other day, Andrew, standing beside Kara. I could instantly see the family resemblance.
"Me." I nodded.
"Just go away Abbott." Jacob said, glaring at the other boy.
"You hurt my little sister." Andrew told me.
"It was a fuckin accident." I told him. "We were playing basketball, sometimes people get hurt."
"That's not true Andrew." Kara said, pretending to cry. "I was playing and I turned my back and she threw it at me as hard as she could."
"If your back was turned, how would you know if I threw it at you?" I questioned. Kara looked at a loss for words.
"Be-Because Samantha saw you." Kara said, nudging the girl from before.
"Yeah, you seriously chucked it at her." Samantha said.
"I so don't have time for this." I muttered, standing up and grabbing my bag.
"Just where do you think you're going?" Andrew asked.
"Well we're in school, so I'm gonna say class." I told him.
"You are a smartass." Andrew said, standing in front of me.
"Yes I am smart, thank you." I said, going to walk around him but he just took a step in front of me.
"Leave her alone Abbott." Jacob said as he moved to stand in front of me, Edward at his side. I could feel everyone's eyes on us and felt myself turning red, both with anger and embarrassment.
"Why don't you make me." Andrew hissed. It looked like Jacob and Andrew were about to go at it, but a professor walked over and broke it up. When Jacob and Edward turned back to me, I just avoided their gaze and walked out of the cafeteria. Once in my Mythology class, I sat down and stared at my bag.
"Cahors!" I looked up at Jessica Moore who was glaring at me.
"Moore." I said in a calm tone.
"You are a stupid fuckin bitch!" She yelled. I looked around the cafeteria and found that all eyes were on us.
"And why is that?" I asked as I stood up.
"Because you're sleeping around with Jordan and Michael." Michael was another guy who Jessica liked but I guess that he had his eyes on me.
"You fuckin skank." Taylor glared at Jessica from beside me. I could tell that Taylor wanted to hit her as bad as I did.
"I am not sleeping around with anyone Jessie, I don't know what you're smoking." I said, trying to remain calm.
"Why else would they like you?!" Jessica asked.
"Maybe because I'm the one not sleeping around." I shrugged.
"Fuckin whore!" Jessica lunged for me. Taylor stood in front of me, protecting me. Jessica brought her fists up but Taylor was quicker and punched Jessica square in the jaw.
I jumped back to the present when I felt Jacob's hand on my shoulder.
"You alright?" He asked. "You looked out of it."
"I'm fine." I told him. "Thanks for the whole thing in the cafeteria."
"Don't mention it." Jacob said with a kind smile. "Andrew's just a dick. My dad says his father was just the same way."
"Sounds like a great family." I muttered with a small laugh. Jacob laughed as well. The bell rang so we stopped talking. Tay would be all over him. I thought to myself, then felt sick to my stomach. I could see that Jacob could sense it.
"You alright?" Jacob asked. "What's wrong?" I just raised my hand.
"Yes Ms. Cahors?" Professor Hanson asked.
"May I go to the bathroom? I don't feel that great." I told him. I guess he could tell I was sick and nodded. I grabbed my bag and quickly bolted for the classroom. I walked down the hall toward my History class because I knew there was a bathroom right across the hall; that was the only bathroom I had found around. I walked in and walked to the farthest stall, locking the door and leaning against the wall.
"I'm sorry Tay." I muttered as tears fell from my eyes. "I should've saved you."
"Damn right." I heard Taylor's voice in front of me. I looked up to see Taylor but something was wrong. She looked angry and dirty. "You should've been there."
"I'm sorry!" I practically yelled. She just glared at me before disappearing. I completely broke down now and sank down onto the floor, my head in my hands. "I'm so sorry Tay. I never wanted this to happen." The bell rang, signaling the end of class so I knew I had to get up to go to History. I wiped the tears away and opened the door, walking over to the sink. I looked at myself in the mirror and cleaned the streaks that the tears had left. After I looked a little better, I walked out and across the hall to my History class where all the guys were waiting.
"Hey Peyton. You alright?" Jacob asked. I simply nodded and took my seat beside Jeraud.
"Hey, Jacob told us that you weren't feeling that great." Jeraud said. "You feelin better?"
"'m fine." I muttered and started in front of me at Professor Mates. Jeraud didn't try and talk again, he just let me be. The class started to put me to sleep but once the bell rang, I was awake and out the door. As I walked out of the school, I was stopped by Andrew and Kara.
"Okay you two are really annoying." I told them, trying to walk past but they kept blocking my way.
"We don't want you here." Kara said. "We don't need you tainting our Spencer image."
"Well I don't want me here either so that makes two of us." I said, trying to walk past her again.
"Why don't you just go back to wherever it is you came from." Kara told me.
"I'll be gone after graduation, don't worry." I told her.
"Not soon enough." Kara said. "Why don't you just go jump off a bridge, I'm sure no one would miss you."
"I would have to agree on that." I told her.
"So why did you come here?" Kara asked. "I heard you killed a girl, is that true?" This made my heart ache. "It is true." Kara said with a smirk.
"I didn…" I couldn't breath. "I didn't kill her."
"That's not what I heard." Kara told me. "You killed her, it's your fault she's dead."
"You have no idea what you're talking about." I felt the world closing in around me.
"You killed someone Cahors." Kara told me. "You're a murderer." I felt my anger rise and glared up at her, my eyes cold. I curled my hand into a fist and brought it back before slamming it into Kara's face.
"Kara!" Yelled Andrew.
"Peyton." Yelled Jeraud, Jacob, Brian, and Edward who had just walked out of the school.
"You little bitch." Andrew glared, moving for me. I pulled my fist back again and moved to hit him but he just grabbed my wrist, making me wince in pain; That was a freshly wounded area.
"Let her go!" Jeraud yelled as he punched Andrew square in the jaw. Andrew let go of my wrist and I fell to the ground. Edward kneeled down beside me to make sure I was alright while the other guys stood around me, protecting me from other people's eyes.
"Peyton, come on." Edward whispered kindly. "We should get you out of here."
"I didn't kill her." I muttered to myself over and over as I shook my head.
"Come on Peyton." Edward said, trying to lift me up but I wouldn't budge. "Some help." Jeraud turned around and kneeled in front of me.
"Peyton, come on." Jeraud said with a kind smile. "We're gonna get you out of here." I was vaguely aware of him picking me up and carrying me bridal style to a big, black Hummer. I felt Jeraud take a seat on my left and Brian a seat on my right while Edward took the driver seat and Jacob hopped into the passenger seat.
"Peyton, where do you live?" Jacob asked, turning around in his seat.
"I didn't kill her." I mumbled, still shaking my head. "It was an accident."
"I think she's going mental on us." Jacob said.
"I'm sorry Tay." I muttered as I pulled my knees up to my chest and wrapped my arms around them. "I'm so so sorry."
"She's like catatonic." Brian observed.
"Well where are we supposed to take her?" Edward asked.
"Hospital?" Brian shrugged.
"No?!" I shook my head at that. "No hospitals! No!"
"Okay, no hospitals." I felt a hand brush through my hair and I started to calm down slightly.
"Where should we take her then?" Edward asked. "I kinda need to know."
"Why don't we take her to Jeraud's house?" Jacob suggested.
"Oh yeah, my parents would love me bringing home a half-catatonic girl." Jeraud rolled his eyes.
"Maybe your mom could help her though." Brian said. "and Uncle Pogue."
"Why don't we just have Uncle Caleb and Aunt Sarah check her out?" Jeraud shot back.
"Because they're not home, that's why." Brian told him. "You're parents are."
"Why not Uncle Reid and Aunt Megan?" Edward asked.
"Because my father wouldn't know what to do." Jacob said. "Next!"
"Uncle Tyler and Aunt Rachael?" Jeraud suggested.
"Seriously? Dad's still at the office." Edward said. "Your parents are the only ones available." Jeraud sighed and nodded as we made a U-turn and started driving faster. I didn't fight with them as they drove me all over Ipswich. When we came to a stop ten minutes later, Jeraud helped me out of the car and carried me into the house.
"Mom, Dad." Jeraud called. "I need your help!"
"What's wrong Jer?" A woman with Mocha skin and long black hair asked. When she saw me, her eyes widened. "Jer, what happened?"
"Kara Abbott said something to her." Edward said.
"So Peyton punched her." Jacob said with a smirk.
"Then she went to punch Andrew but he grabbed her wrist." Brian continued
"And so I punched him." Jeraud told her.
"Jeraud Elias Parry, what have I told you about…" The woman who I guessed was Kate started.
"What's going on?" A man asked coming down the stairs. I guess he was Pogue.
"I was trying to tell Mom." Jeraud started. "Anyway, after the fight, she got all catatonic and kept muttering 'I didn't kill her'"
"You're a quack, aren't you Aunt Kate?" Jacob asked.
"Jacob Ryan Garwin." Kate said in a disapproving tone.
"That's what dad said." Jacob said, holding up his hands in defense.
"I'm going to kill Reid." Kate muttered under her breath.
"Well can't you do something Aunt Kate?" Edward asked.
"I'll try." Kate sighed. "Jeraud, take her into the living room." I felt the world moving under me as Jeraud carried me into another room and set me down on a soft couch. I pulled my legs up to my chest and wrapped my arms around them again, hugging them to me. Kate sat across from me on the coffee table and gave me a warm smile.
"Peyton, what's wrong?" Kate started.
"I didn't kill her." I mumbled again. "I wasn't there to save her."
"Tell me what you're seeing."
