A/N: This story is going to go by very fast if I keep posting so often. But I hope you guys are enjoying it. Btw, I have a new Romeo and Juliet fanfic- "Over and Over"- up so take a look if your interested. Well, that's all, enjoy the chapter.

Bree's POV

The ride to... where ever we were going, was silent. Jason didn't say anything. I guess he was waiting for me to ask where we were going but why would I do that when I already knew the answer. So there I was, staring at the passing scenery as he drove. Then finally he spoke. "You're making me feel like a bad person Bree."

I turned to look at him. "How?" Okay, so maybe I was being a little rude but can you blame me? "It kind of feels like you're just going along with this because you don't have anything else better to do. You know I wasn't forcing you to come." I sighed and played gold band/ring on my finger. (There's a story behind that but I'm not going to go into it right now.) Jason glanced over at me but didn't ask. At least he knows when to keep his questions to himself...

"Sorry..." I said quietly, not looking at him. "I just have a hard time trusting people." Jason was silent for a long time. "I'm sorry about what Adam did." I froze, and not knowing what else to do, I shrugged. "Does it matter. I've been alone for most of my life. Whats one more person who doesn't care."

Jason pulled into a parking space. The first thing I saw was the roller coaster. The Boardwalk... I hadn't even noticed when he pulled into the parking lot. He killed the engine and turned to look at me. "Forget him. Just forget everyone today, okay?" Normally I would have fired back some sarcastic remark but I found myself nodding. "Alright, let's go then." he said and pulled out his phone. "Just gotta tell my mom where I am. You know how parents are." My throat closed up but I smiled anyway. Actually I have no idea...

Adam's POV

I was just laying on my bed staring at the ceiling when my phone vibrated on my desk. I groaned and got up to find a text from Jason. My heart fell into my stomach and for a moment I didn't want to open it. But I did because obviously the popular part of me was still in control.

Jason: get to the boardwalk now. man I thought you said she would be hard to convince

I thought she would, but like I said, she wasn't the same girl I grew up with. We had both changed. Well, there's only one way that I can go without looking suspicious...

Adam: hey, what r u doing?

Melissa: nothin'. whats up?

I was going to regret this...

Adam: do you want to go to the boardwalk?

I could practically hear her screaming... She's such a drama queen.

Melissa: really? sure, I'd love to

Adam: k. I'll be there in 10

And let the nightmare begin...

Bree's POV

"So. What do you want to do first?" Jason asked as we walked in and I shrugged as if it didn't matter. But it did. I had so many memories here of my family when it was still whole. "I haven't been here in years." Jason looked at me, confused. "How can you live in Santa Cruz and not come to the boardwalk?" I shrugged again because I didn't want to answer truthfully. "Never had a reason to." Jason took my hand in his and I felt my cheeks get hot.

"Well now you have a reason." He said and I smiled shyly. "By the way, I liked it better when you didn't wear so much make-up. It hides your eyes." I looked at the ground and he stopped walking. "Hey, whats wrong? That was a compliment you know." I silently played the my ring, which was on the hand he wasn't holding. "I know. But my eyes are just... unnatural. People have made fun of me my whole life. I guess I finally just started to believe they were a bad thing." I said and looked back up at him.

"Don't be ashamed of them. They're unique and they're beautiful. You're beautiful." I could help it. I blushed again. There is no way this is an act. "Oh, its them." My blood ran cold. I would recognize that voice anywhere. I turned around and there was Adam, and Melissa was hanging off his arm. My stomach churned. Just the thought of them together made me sick. Jason let go of my hand and wrapped an arm around my shoulders. I'm not going to lie, it was comforting.

Jason barely acknowledged them. "Oh, hey." He said, then walked past them. At least he wasn't going to pick a fight. That was the last thing I needed. "She freaks me out. What is up with her eyes." Melissa said as we walked by them. Comments like that don't hurt as much as they used to. But they still stung.

*Time-skip*

"That was the most fun I've had in forever." I said as we walked along the beach. It was getting darker now and the sun was setting over the ocean. (Total Kodak moment.) "I'm glad you had fun." I smiled and nodded. Jason had gone back to holding my hand I was playing with my ring again, but it was out of habit now. Not because I was nervous.

"Bree?" I looked up at him. "Whats up?" He looked like he was torn between asking a question and saying nevermind. "Why do you wear that ring?" My smile disappeared and I sighed. "I'm sorry Bree. I just ruined it didn't?" I shrugged and wondered if I should tell him. Guess I might as well. "It's fine... It was my mothers. Its pretty much the only thing I have left of her." because my father burned all the pictures...

Jason was silent and I stopped walking. "Whats wrong?" I asked and he looked down at me. "Everyone messed with you all those years, and you just took it without saying anything. Then you best friend turned against you and joined in on the tormenting." I was uncomfortable with this conversation but I spoke anyway. "Mind over matter Jason. If you don't mind it doesn't matter. Eventually I just stopped listening. No one really cared so I just shut myself out."

"That's just the thing Bree. You shouldn't have had to be alone. There should have been someone there to stand up for you. What about your father?" He said, and I guess he realized his mistake by the expression on my face. He stepped closer and wiped a tear off my cheek. Oh god...I'm crying. "I'm so sorry Bree. I didn't mean to..." I shook my head. "You're right though. He should have been there. But he wasn't. After my mom died he wouldn't talk to me... or even look at me." He stayed silent.

I took a deep breath, then continued. "I was in the car with my mother when she died. My father blames we for the car accident. He blames me for her death. I was six years old." Jason pulled me into his arms and I realized I was shaking. "I should have died with her. It isn't fair that I lived." Jason hugged me tighter. "Don't think like that Bree. It wasn't your fault." It was silent for a while. "Come on...lets get you home."

Well, imagine that. I spill my whole life story to a popular and instantly they just want to get rid of me. I'm a useless freak. I'm broken and no one is ever going to be able to fix me.

Adam's POV

My heart broke as I watched Bree. Oh course Melissa was completely oblivious to the fact that I was watching her. All she cared about was the fact that I had finally noticed her. Which couldn't be farther from the truth. I couldn't care less, and I don't even feel bad about that. Melissa is the kind of girl who would knock down everyone in her way to get what she wants. She's had her eyes on me since freshman year... when I was still friends with Bree.

Did I really leave Bree for this?

A/N: So here it is. Adam is starting to come out of his popularity haze. What do you think about Jason?

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