A/N: Hey guys! Thank You for being so patient with me. You see my life is very spontaneous and hectic I mean it took me four weeks to write this! Anyway, I will be screwing my whole schedule and I know you may all be upset but trust me its better this way. I know its summer but I'm still super busy with things, like working at a summer camp, going to cheer camp, going on a family trip, summer reading, and going to friends parties.
"No matter how dirty your past is, your future is still spotless.-
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It was out. The secret was out. Well, part of it. Of course, Roxy never did think of, her records ever being online, her picture ever being online. If she had known earlier, that a reporter had published a small written article of how she and her little brother lost their family and were forced to cooperate in an adoption center she would have destroyed it a long time ago. If she knew the Black Warriors would actually put a picture of her tough eleven year-old self on a teen runaway site she would have hacked that website and terminated it. But no.She had to find out all of this the hard way.
Right now, she was starring at Jack's iPhone screen. The screen was slick, flat and shiny, from what was flashing on the screen she had to stop herself from the temptation of cracking the screen with her fist.
NEW TEXT MESSAGE
From: Donna Tobin
Look's like the bada** girl walking around Seaford really does hav a bad past. No wonder all she does is talk crap & beat her own friends up. She's a total poser. I hope u all realize now I was rite. ;) C the links below. &
Greenefamily/article-HTML.Fowarded:
Cathy Davis
Brad Wolfe
Toby Lions
Sienna Johnson
Jerry Martinez
Julie Hertz
Randy Mc'Coy
Ryan Wheeler
Crawford
-3Jack Anderson-3
Eddie Jones
Milton Krupnick
Kevin Deflic...etc.CB: -501-4356
Mar 1, 11:30 am
She could hear herself breath rapidly inhaling and exhaling at a quick pace as her heart started to beat rambunctiously as if it was about to jump out of her chest. She looked from the black and white flashing screen into Jack's eyes. They looked pitiful and astonished. She then looked slowly around the hall twisting her head as it nervously fidgeted a bit. She scanned the wide colorful hall, filled with teens of all different shapes and sizes.
All eyes were on her.
Everyone was scrolling through their new oh-so-interestingtext message that Donna had forwarded to every single kid at Seaford High. That's when her piercing blue eyes locked with the delighted brown eyes of Donna Tobin's. She was leaning beside a locker with her bright, neon, pink backpack flung over her shoulder, her arms crossed over her chest as she gave Roxy a smug smirk.
Roxy's piercing eyes flashed wide open viciously as they narrowed at the brunette giving off a threatening warning which just seemed to make Donna all the more amused. This made Roxy snap. She pushed Jack out of the way, making him topple to the floor. She ignored the half-hearted yells of displeasure coming from the teenage boy as she sprang at Donna, knocking the girl away from her recent position on the locker door to her sprawled on the floor, Roxy hovering over her.
Roxy death gripped the girl's wrist clapping them down on the floor above her head. "What the hell, Donna! Why did you just, exploit my freakin' past to the whole school!"Roxy hissed at the brunette's face.
They both could feel the tension, the dead silence throughout the hall, a million eyes looking among there figures, trying not to blink so they could see every moment of their scene. They paid no attention though, to the teens outside of them waiting impatiently for the show to go on.
Donna laughed. "Please, you're so full of it blondie. Cut the badass act your secrets out." Roxy narrowed her eyes and gritted her teeth, as if she was about to rip the Barbie's head off.
"You don't know me. So, I have tragic past...I ran away to get away from it. I know I can't go back and just fix it all. So I have learned to accept my past and the way I was raised. I just don't understand why you have to exploit my troubled past? Why do you have to do this Donna? Make me feel like crap, because I'm not rich or had a regular life? I mean everyone has their own baggage no matter how big or small it hurts them and they'll never forget it. I mean don't you?"Roxy looked into Donna eyes intently waiting for an answer but a blank yet shocked face just stared back at her. She sighed letting out a long frustrated breath before hopping off the girl and making a quick exit, ignoring the eyes looking her way. She sped around the corner of the hall so fast she ended up bumping into someone. Seeing, the person she accidentally bumped into about to lose balance she instantly grabbed their hand, she let go once they were back flat on their feet. Roxy looked up at Kim. She had no clue she ran into her.
"Sorry, Kim." Roxy quickly apologized. She ducked her head down shamefully as she took a step to walk past the blonde, but was stopped by a sudden, firm hand suddenly placed on her shoulder. She looked up finding Kim's big brown eyes staring at her like she was some sort of Circus clown. After, a moment of silence Kim finally spoke looking pitifully and quizzically at Roxy. "Is it true? What Donna sent everyone? The link to the article about your Dad...um..."The blonde trailed off, quickly letting her grip off of Roxy, as she felt her shoulders tense up.
Roxy quickly looked into Kim's eyes as if she was looking for some hidden treasure inside. Her look then turned from sullen, to defiant and strong, all Kim saw of it was a mask though she knew that girl was really hiding tears inside.
"Yeah, it's all true none of the links are fake or were websites Tobin made for her own amusement just to make me feel like crap. They're real. Yes, my Dad did commit suicide and yes my mom went missing, but the truth is it was a murder, okay? And my little brother and I were sent to adoption centers. I was adopted he wasn't. I ran away 'cause my new parents abused me, okay? That's the whole truth. Welcome, to my messed up life, Kim." Roxy said quickly, in such a monotone voice she sounded like a complete robot, like she didn't have a care in the world.
She then quickly walked past the blonde, wanting to get away from all of it, Kim stopped her in her tracks though.
"Wait...Roxy!"
Roxy rolled her eyes irritably before turning around but was shocked by a sudden pair of arms wrapping around her petite torso. The person who she found was Kim, slowly pulled away and smiled saying while turning away, "I'm sorry."
Roxy then watched her retreating form as it turned the corner they had just bumped into each other at, leave the descending hall. She smiled before saying quietly; "I am too." She then sprinted off. Her sneakers bounded off the floor as she listened to them stomp up and down the dead silent hall, as the cool air swept over her face and through her wavy hair. She skidded to a stop letting her toes hit a room she had become very familiar with since she started to attend Seaford. The room Jerry had almost caught her in the other day. The room where, all her troubles and worries; just seem to vanish away. The room where another one of her secrets is hidden inside, well except for the fact of Jake knowing. She quickly stepped into the room. Immediately, a smiled brightened on her once sullen face as she looked around the colorful room.
It was painted a bright orange that merely always brightened her mood when she stepped inside. There were some cabinets in the back leaning against the wall filled with different sheets of music, songs, and class workbooks. There was an old fashioned piano placed in the center of the room in front of the cabinets, it was a nice wooden light brown, very vintage, Roxy loved it. There were a few guitars also hanging from hooks on the wall one was an old wooden Fender Acoustic, the one next to it was an electric Fender, and the very last one was Roxy's own black Daisy Rocks Acoustic that she's been playing with since she was ten, for her birthday actually, she remembers the day like it was. Yesterday…
Roxy ran into her room and slammed her door loudly, quickly locking it. She walked into her bathroom and looked at the full-length mirror of herself. She quickly pulled off her black dress revealing herself in a skimpy black tank top and her black spandex Nike shorts. She scanned over her body looking intently at her skin. There were dark bruises present along her fragile arms and whip marks up and down her legs. She sighed at herself in the mirror, she didn't understand why they did this to her every year, thinking it as some birthday gift. "You're turning ten, ten punches to each arm, ten whips to each leg front and back." Roxy mimicked coldly in Roger's scruffy voice as she scanned over her arms and legs once more.She then heard a laugh from behind her; she quickly spun around finding Jake standing in front of her his arms crossed over his chest. "Wow. You've sure got his voice down."Roxy rolled her eyes looking in the mirror once more before looking back at Jake. "Yeah, well I've heard it enough to know. Wait...how'd you get, in here anyway?" Roxy asked, eyeing him quizzically.Jake smirked as he pulled out a key from his pocket in his Jersey shorts, twirling it through his fingers. "Having an extra key really can help."Roxy rolled her eyes as she pushed her way past Jake and sat on the edge of her bed. Jake then took a seat next to her scooting in close. "What do you want, Jake?" Roxy asked tiredly turning to face him."Oh, I don't know I just thought this blonde chic I know who's turning ten would want her birthday gift that I almost got caught with, it sneaking in but you know it's no big deal I'll jus-"Roxy cut him off. "Oh, just shut up and give me it!"Jake rolled his green eyes playfully before digging his hand underneath her bed. Roxy cocked an eyebrow quizzically at him confused by this. He just ignored her looks and pulled out a black guitar case and laid it on top of Roxy's lap. You could tell that the case was brand new with its slick design, and shiny appearance. Roxy just looked at the object in shock and smiled brightly. Jake nudged her shoulder, saying quietly, "Go ahead open the case."Roxy quickly unlatched the latches that had been currently keeping the guitar case closed, and looked in astonishment at a nice, black, acoustic Daisy Rocks guitar.
Jake laughed, "C'mon, Roxy don't just stare at it play something, please?" He begged half-heartedly with puppy dog eyes.
Roxy rolled her eyes, before quickly laying the case on the floor and picking up the guitar, slipping the purple lightning bolt strap over herself. She looked at the strings in concentration before strumming a G chord and then going on in a pattern of G, Cadd9, D, and Em. The strumming made it a very nice and slow melody, which was exactly what she wanted, as she strummed the strings 1-2 +3+4+(0ne, two, and three, and four and) she started to hum along. Something then dawned in her mind, she turned to Jake and asked quizzically as she kept strumming mindlessly, "Wait...this guitar has to be like three-hundred dollars. Did you like rob a bank or something?"Jake laughed. "Actually, no. I went to the shop and asked the guy if he could give it to me for fifty bucks 'cause that's all I had.""Are you serious? I bet he laughed in your face!" Roxy giggled a bit, raising her eyebrows in anticipation.Jake smiled a bit, "Yeah he did. But then I gave him some sob story about how this girl is beautiful, and how maybe if I gave her this guitar she would see that I love her more than anything in the world. He totally bought it!""Oh cool." Roxy said half-heartedily as she looked down and watched her fingers strum over the strings and change from chord to chord. She then looked up to find Jake dangling a silver necklace from his fingers. This necklace held a real guitar pick in the middle of the chain. The guitar pick was white with a black star in the middle of it. Roxy gently swept the chain from his fingers, ignoring the tingly sensation she felt when their fingertips touched. She dangled the necklace in front of her face, watching the guitar pick twirl a bit.She looked at Jake, in his silent demeanor. "Thanks, but one question. Why isn't it purple? That's usually the color of a guitar pick you get me every year since well, I always ended up losing them.""That's exactly why I got it on a necklace so that you can just keep it around your neck so you won't lose it." Once, he said this he swept the necklace out of Roxy's hand and examined the pick as it twirled once more on the silver chain. "And the pick well, I just thought if you became some big rock star one day, that it will remind you of where you came from, so it doesn't all go to your head with all the fame you'll get."Roxy rolled her eyes, "Yeah, right." She said with a presence of sarcasm in her voice.Jake laughed and scooted closer to Roxy on the bed, he grabbed her chin to face his way. He was surprised to find her blushing a bit but merely ignored it. He took the necklace in both of his hands and gently put it over her head, letting it fall to her neck. She looked down on the necklace lying gently on her chest she looked up at Jake and smiled. He smiled back, but then suddenly it seemed like the only thing he saw was her beautiful, piercing, blue eyes.
Before, he knew what he was doing he kissed her. No it was not a passionate kiss but merely a simple kiss laid; upon the girl's soft, light, pink lips. He quickly pulled away, a light blush on his cheeks as he looked awkwardly down at his hands."I'm sorry. I don't know what came over me." Jake said quietly, mumbling slightly.Roxy took his chin making him look at her. "I'm not."She said this before laying her lips back on his.This kiss did not feel passionate at all to either ten year-old. It felt as just a cute, simple kiss but was long enough to feel like a real kiss, which to them was so much more. Maybe, this moment was the reason more than the guitar that Roxy remembered this day. Her first kiss...with Jake Grey.
Reliving, the memory she smiled and slowly took the guitar off its hook on the wall and sat down on the piano bench. She started to strum her fingers lying on an Em chord. As the pattern of beats went through her head.
1-2+3+4+.
As she strummed with her fingers, feeling the strings viberate at the tips, the counts kept repeating through her mind and she started to sing.
Sometimes I wonder if this is all I get
Not trying to be full of it, I promise
Just hopelessly waiting for my happy ending
A fairytale will I ever receive?
Oh...I pray to God it will come soonOh I may be just a fighter in your broken eyes
But I can admit I'm lover, a dreamer
And I believe that in time
Things will change for the better
In not only my life but for everyone who's been fighting
There whole time...
"Wow. You really can sing." A voice commented suddenly turning Roxy frozen, in position.
She stared at the person the voice came from. Eddie Jones. Roxy quickly shook her head to lose her shock and lifted the guitar off of her body and placed it back onto the hook of the wall, then turning towards the African American boy her arms folded across her chest.
"What are you doing here?" Roxy asked her voice shaking a bit.
"It's cool, Rox. Don't freak I won't say a word. Promise." Eddie said as he gently but slowly walked towards the blonde who was shaking a bit.
"Don't call me, Rox! What are you doing in here!" Roxy spat her eyes slightly flashing a bit, mixed with the emotion of fear and anger.
Eddie took a seat at the piano bench, Roxy followed sliding in beside the African American boy, positioning herself in the middle of the bench.
"I wanted to check out whom that wonderful voice Jerry heard the other day came from. So...I came in here and found out it was you. It was you wasn't it? That day?" Eddie turned toward Roxy looking down at her quizzically, watching as her fragile, purple nail-polished painted fingers swept over the keys of the piano.
Roxy looked up for a moment her blue eyes piercing into Eddie's brown ones. She was hesitant for moment opening her mouth but suddenly closing it in an instant. She then gave Eddie one good look before turning back and staring at her fingers as they traced over the keys once more, answering, "Yes. Yes, it was."
Eddie frowned at her bluntness but shrugged it off. "So, what's your problem?"
Roxy's head instantly snapped up, a penetrating glare casted at Eddie. "Are you seriously, asking me that, Jones?"
Eddie simply nodded as while fixing his shirt collar.
"My problem is that I had a big fight with Kim. I went to visit Jerry at his house, since you know he came back from the hospital and found Kim already had went by earlier so now Jerry hates me, Milton won't talk to me either, and-wait.Why are you, talking to me Eddie?" Roxy thrashed out suddenly surprising Eddie a bit.
He shrugged mindlessly, replying, "I figure that it's your secret. And if you don't want to tell anyone except for Jack that you're Blackstar, that's fine."
Roxy's head suddenly popped up in Eddie's direction. Her blue eyes were no longer sad or blank but intensely piercing at Eddie in not anger but pure fear.
'How the hell, does he know?' Roxy thought this as Eddie's brown eyes suddenly widened as large as saucers fear ranging inside of them. All he can think was...'Oh crud.'
"How the hell, do you know?" Roxy asked gritting her teeth slightly as she silently sent Eddie a death glare.
Eddie stuttered out nervously, "Well...uh...you see...I...they...it was a good guess." He shrugged awkwardly.
Suddenly, Roxy grabbed both his hands in a death grip and came up so close to his face, they were only inches apart. She hissed quietly as her nails started to dig into Eddie's skin slightly, "Good. Guess? Don't try me Eddie! Now, tell me? . ?"
Eddie eyes quivered nervously as he looked down into Roxy's eyes. They didn't look as fierce or as full of pride like they usually would've been; neither did Roxy's body language. The way she slouched on the piano bench and was trying her best to give him a good death grip, so she wouldn't give off any sign of weakness. By all the things that happened these past weeks since Roxy came into the picture and the text he sent this morning to Donna, he knew better than to believe any body language of Roxy's. It was all an act. He could see Roxy really as a lost little girl who wants her mommy and maybe that's exactly who she is on the inside. Exactly, who she's hiding.
"I've been working for the Black Warriors." Eddie spoke silently.
Roxy quickly let her death grip off of Eddie as she let herself fall a bit slouching on the piano bench even more. Her eyes flashed for a second of having been betrayed but quickly grew small...and broken.
She looked up at Eddie with her blue eyes boring into his heart and seeing the sadness that enveloped them made him feel all the more guilty than he had already been.
"Why?" She asked her voice quivered a bit, making her seem broken.
Eddie sighed, "T-they...they threatened me. They told me...they would kill my friends. I couldn't take that risk and say no. I'm sorry, Roxy! I never wanted to reveal Jake. I never wanted to forward that message to Donna Tobin. I never wanted to hurt you Roxy or the others. I'm sorry."
Roxy let out a sigh and nodded, "Its, okay Eddie better me than the others."
A sudden voice then echoed throughout the music room, coming from the intercom on the wall. "Roxy Greene and Jake Grey come to the Principals office now." A deep voice that you would assume belonged to a man. The intercom then crackled a bit before going silent.
Roxy looked toward the intercom as it made its last crackle. "Crickle, a, Bo, becip!" Instead of immediately getting off the bench and heading toward the office she stayed there on the ole wooden piano bench. In the silence, she sat, her piercing blue eyes never leaving the sight of the intercom. As she starred up at the intercom inside her heart she was wishing that what had just been voiced over the soundbox would shortly be taken back as a mistake. 'Maybe he meant Roxanne Gregory and Jacob Grease.'
But she knew it was a wish, a hopeless dream, a miracle. She never did believe in miracles. Her wishes never did come true. Finally, realizing her wish wouldn't come true, Roxy slowly got off the bench, making it crick a bit and made her way to the door slowly. Her petite fingers held the doorknob, she stood there for a moment frozen, letting the cold metal of the doorknob tingle the skin of her fingertips. As she stood their frozen she thought of everything she could do to get out of heading there.
The Principal's Office.
She knew what they would question her and Jake about the oh-so-interesting information traveling around the school and it definitely wouldn't be good for either of them. The thoughts ran through her mind quickly but felt like forever.
'I could run away.'
'I could pull the fire alarm.'
'I could start a riot.'
Roxy smiled mischievously at her last thought, knowing that would be the biggest thing that would ever happen in Seaford. She shook her head though, knowing either way she just get herself stuck deeper inside her own grave. She didn't need that. She slowly turned the doorknob and left the Music Room.
Once, she stepped out of the room, the door slowly closing behind her she pulled her black hoodie over herself hiding everything except for her flawless, pale face, and blonde bangs. She then heard the Music Room door creak open from behind, she turned around instantly finding Eddie standing outside the door looking just as lost as she felt. Of course she would never show it though.
The African American teen walked up to her and out his hands on her shoulders, looking deeply into her eyes. "You know you're wrong, right?"Eddie stated with no sign of emotion.
"Excuse, me?" Roxy asked a bit astonished.
Eddie replies slowly sliding his hands off her petite shoulders, ruffling the fabric of her hoodie a bit."What you said. That it's better you than them?"
Roxy nodded beckoning him to continue.
"Well, that's not true. You don't deserve this. Not you. Not Jake. No one. I don't get it? Why do you do it?" Eddie asked his curiosity getting the best of him.
Roxy looked up, her eyes scanning his face for a moment, before answering, "Why shouldn't I do it?"
With that she gave Eddie one last glance before sauntering off down the hall, leaving the speechless African American boy alone in his own silence.
She hated when people asked her that question.
'Why do you do it?'
It wasn't that it was a horrible or a stupid question to ask, but she hated the fact, she didn't know how to answer back, but was more embarrassed by the real fact that she; honestly didn't know the answer to it. So, she always ended up walking away with the usual, "Why shouldn't I"reply because that's the only way she could answer it without giving off the fact that she didn't know. She did remember the day she snuck out and left the Black Warriors permanently, what she had said to Jake that day...
It was about three in the morning, everyone in the Black Warrior household was sleeping except for Roxy Greene, who was quietly running around her room packing her most important stuff she needed. She was currently stuffing her clothes along with some hygienic products into a medium-sized purple suitcase, the one she had used when she moved from her house to the adoption center then from the adoption center to The Black Warriors home.She was packing within an ease of a fast pace, but in a quiet motion gently packing her valuables away in the suitcase and mini backpack. Once, she was done she slowly stood up from her crouched position on the dirty brown carpet floor her knees had been seconds ago grazed against. She stepped back a bit letting her toes snuggle about, into the carpet as she crossed her arms over her chest, letting her piercing blue eyes scan over the mini backpack, slouching on the carpet and the suitcase standing firmly. Something was missing. Her blue eyes swiftly traveled over toward the closet where a shiny, slick black guitar case was peeking out like a child would while playing hide & seek. Trying to decide whether or not to bring the valuable object along for her next journey she walked over towards the wooden doors slightly covering the dark cramped room, with white paint chipped away at it sides. She slowly opened the door wider, hearing it creak once or twice, revealing the case in its full size and body.Roxy gently unlatched the latches of the case and opened it revealing her shiny, black acoustic, Daisy guitar. Her piercing blue eyes scanned down the strings, immediately stopping at the fifth fret, her look no longer solemn but confused and curious. There was a piece of folded notebook paper stuck under the fifth fret. It looked like someone had lazily but quickly folded it shoving it underneath the six strings. Roxy curiously tugged on the corners of the paper poking out of the strings, feeling the ragged wrinkles, before pulling it out from the fret. She starred at it curiously cocking her eyebrow, as it lay on her fingertips. Her curiosity getting the best of her she carefully unfolded the ragged slip of paper.
'Dear Roxy,
I know you're probably like. Why the heck was this piece of paper shoved in the fifth fret of the guitar? Well, I thought this would be a more creative way for you to find out the truth. Roxy I wanted to tell you this on your tenth birthday when I handed you this amazing guitar but I just didn't have the guts. Anyway, I wanted you to know that...I love you. No, not stupid childhood love. Real, romantic love and yes you may think this is silly and just some phase and that eleven years old is too young to know. But I knew when you walked into the household that late night-you were the one. I knew you knew it too. I saw it in your eyes the way you looked at me and your eyes instantly widened like some sort of realization hit you right in the heart. I know that you may not of realized this, because you went through something very tragic and seemed very guarded. Which I wouldn't blame you for being that way. I just wanted you to know that I do not just love you. I am in love with you. No matter how corny that sounds its true. I hope after reading this you'll realize it too. I just wanted you to know, before you made your big decision on leaving.'I will always love you, Jake-3P.S. Once, you read this play this note as song for me. Then I will really know you got this message.
"Hey, Roxy? Can I come in?"Roxy's head snapped up, hearing Jake's voice echo through, her quiet, but, small room. Quickly folding up the note and stuffing it back into the fret, closing the case shut she quickly turned around hopping onto the edge of her bed. "Yeah, come in."A figure then slowly walked through the door letting it creak slightly as they pulled the door open and shut it quietly. Roxy looked up at Jake he was in an undershirt and plaid boxers-his usual pjs. She couldn't help but blush though still replaying every word that had been written on that little piece of paper.Jake slowly made his way toward her and sat down next her. He was so close Roxy could feel his warm skin rub against hers and his minty breath on the side of her cheeks."So, you're leaving?" Jake stated hesitantly it coming out more as a question. His sparkling green eyes fixed on the carpet as his hands laid; together in his lap-like he were about to pray.Roxy turned towards him for a moment. His body was slouched looking over the edge of the bed, his green eyes oddly fixed onto the carpet, like he was trying to decode a message. She contemplated for moment as she stared at the boy her blue eyes never leaving his slouched figure. She knew her plan for today; she planned four months ago after she found out the truth. She stayed up all night figuring it out. Jake never did ever tell her how he really felt about it. She never did ask him though, herself. Of course, she did notice sometimes when the subject about running away was brought up he seemed to act pretty strange around it and would sometimes change the subject. Her mind then traveled back to that note he left her.
He loved her. Scratch that, he was in love with her. This note finally struck something though she never did think about before.Roxy always said to herself that her reason for doing this was to protect other kids from going through all the traumatic pain she endured all the childhood she lost. Everything she missed out on. But because of that note, now she knew the real truth that came from her heart. She wasn't doing this for herself or for other kids. She was doing it for Jake. Because she loved him just as much as he loved her. The realization dawning on her, Roxy scanned over Jake one last time, and finally answered, "Yes. Yes, I am."Jake's head popped up in sudden urgency. "What! Why?"Roxy ignored his sudden outburst making her way over, throwing her mini backpack over her shoulder and taking the handle of her ole suitcase. She stood tall in front of Jake. His face still in, shock.He asked again a bit more quietly, "Why? Why are you doing this?"Roxy walked slowly up to him, the wheels slightly squeaking as they rolled on the carpet. She stared him straight in the eye, responding, "I'm doing it for you."With that she quickly left the room her suitcase rolling as fast as it could. She looked back surprised Jake didn't run after her, but he probably already knew if he tried she would just run faster.
Roxy was suddenly slammed into the tile floor, getting knocked out of her flashback. She looked up, her eyes squinting in the presence of the fluorescent lights. A familiar voice sneering, "Watch where you're going!"
Roxy quickly got back on her feet and found she ran into Kim Crawford...again.She looked up meeting the deep brown eyes of the stubborn blonde. "I'm sorry Kim, I got lost in a daydream."
Kim's irritated glare softened a bit. "It's okay. I know things have been hard on you today."
Roxy nodded her head awkwardly still confused if they we're friends or not. "It's cool it's really no big deal."
Kim's softened looked suddenly turned angry. "What do you mean it's no big deal? Wasn't that the big secret you didn't let anybody but Jack in on? Unless you, two are secretly dating or something!" Kim sneered out the last part a pit of jealousy in her voice, her eyebrows furrowing.
Roxy laughed. "Really, Kim? This isn't about the secret is it? You don't really care about my secret or who knows about it! You just care about the fact that me and Jack have been hanging out a lot together! You think something might be going on between me and him, that's why you wanna know so badly. You're jealous, Crawford."
Kim's jaw fell open in shock as anger raged in her brown eyes, spitting out viciously, "I am not jealous!"
Roxy rolled her blue eyes an amused smirk dancing on her lips. "Yeah sure, whatever." She said carelessly walking past Kim.
"You can have Jack! I couldn't careless!" Kim snapped at Roxy's retreating figure.
"Yeah, I'll believe that when pigs fly." Roxy snickered under her breathe as she turned into a hall that led her down to the principal's office. She knocked on the door slightly wishing no one would be there, but the door was swung open to reveal a tall man, who seemed to be in his thirties looking down at her. He had a nice gray suit on with a red tie, his hair nicely slicked back with gel stating that, he meant-business.Roxy looked up meeting his brown eyes and solemn look, edging on one of her sweet little smiles, hoping to lighten the mood.
The principal sighed, "Come in Ms. Greene and take a sit. We have a lot to talk about."
Roxy nodded in understanding, realizing this little scandal, can cause a lot of trouble for a principal. She walked in and felt the chilling breeze of the medium-sized office take over her.
The office was pretty nice but a little cramped. His desk sat in the middle of the back wall, which had shiny plaques hanging from it, with some certificates and a Victoria Secret 2012Calendar.
Roxy just cocked her eyebrow seeing a half naked girl lying on the March page. She was starting to feel worried she just walked into a pedophiles office. She shook at that thought.
She found his desk actually pretty neat, the last time she had been in here was on her first day and it was pretty cluttered with papers and notebooks-barely able to see the slick, brown surface of the top of the desk.
Taking her seatt in a comfortable office chair she let out a short yawn, her blue eyes traveling around the small office space until they fell on Jake Grey who was seated next to her. He was sitting up straight with respect unlike, Roxy's slouched, 'Does it look like I care?' position on her chair. The only thing that through off the boy's respectful look was the fact, that he was wearing a black T-shirt with long, dark jeans being held up by a belt, his boxers playing peek-a-boo and a SnapBack resting on his brown, shaggy locks that had 'NINJA' embroided into the front. Roxy chuckled; a bit realizing he looked sort of like the young version of Justin Bieber. Except for the freckles that lingered on his nose spreading onto his cheeks, the green eyes, and the fact that he had way more muscle than the 'Bieber' did. Roxy had to laugh at herself internally comparing his whole look today to Justin Bieber accidentally letting a chuckle out a long with a loud snort.
Jake's head instantly whipped towards her direction, cocking an eyebrow in confusion he asked, "What's so funny?"
"Yes, what is so funny, Ms. Greene?" The principal asked giving her a warning look as he gently polished his silver name plate that said, "Principal Keys."
Roxy let out a small giggle before taking a big breath, closing her eyes for a minute, to calm herself. She opened them saying, "Nothing, Principal Keys."
Roxy could see out of the corner of her eye Jake shake his head and turn his attention back to the Principal, who rolled his eyes in a disapproving manor and took his seat at the desk folding his hands together-as if he were about to pray.
"Now, I see we have a scandal in our mist." Principal Keys stated almost dramatically.
Roxy rolled eyes irritably, 'I don't have time to be interrogated.'
Jake's eyebrows scrunched up in confusion. "Wait... If this, is just about Roxy's scandal. Why am I here?"
Principal Keys sighed, "Well sadly there is a rumor going around about you giving Roxy money for her situation. And she repays you by well...I think we all knowwhat I'm getting at."
Roxy and Jake's jaw both fell open in shock.
The blonde jumped out of her seat and started to yell, "What! Are you serious? You know how bull that is? I bet Donna To-!"
She was cut off by a loud outburst and the slamming of the office door.
"I did it!"
Everyone looked in the direction of the door to find Donna Tobin standing there her hands behind her back clenching the doorknob.
'Will the gang ever become the good friends they once were? Why did Donna burst through the door like that? Will Eddie keep getting blackmailed? Will the Black Warriors strike for real anytime soon? Will the fight Roxy's been fighting for three years ever permanently go down? Will Kim and jack finally get together? We all know that flashback about that note Jake had written to her years ago, reminded her of the true reason of why she decided to become 'Blackstar,' will she ever show Jake how much she truly cares for him?'
I hope you all in enjoyed this chapter. Thank you again for your patience. I have been really busy and just finished typing this today. I've been typing this for about a month now. Anyway, I am screwing my schedule, because my life is way too spontaneous and hectic to ever update on time. I'll update when I make it people. I hope your enjoying your summer as much as I am!XD Oh and please check out my poll at the top of my profile page and vote for which Kickin' It AU story you would like me to write. Eventually, I will post both though so don't worry if yours doesn't 'win.' Please, PM me for any of my mistakes o constructive criticism. There will be Kick in the next chapter.
Shine Always, JJ