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Chapter 10

Cam's P.O.V.

Overall, I was happy about our win last night. Dallas was there to support and guide us on the little things we could do to throw the other team off. The one thing that struck me strange was Maya at the game. We had broken up two days ago and she still bothered to show up, why was the burning question. And Dallas seemed to know the answer. Just before the game the other night I had seen them talking for a good ten minutes and he didn't appear the least bit angry at her. That really shocked me. I had to find out what he knew. It was Thursday (thank god) and the day had only begun. My team was hanging around the front steps of Degrassi. Perfect, Dallas was there. "Hey do you have a minute to talk?" Facing in my direction he nodded without saying anything. He eyed the whole team indicating that they could leave. Slowly one by one they left and walked inside the building. "What's up Rookie? How is the star player doing on this fine day?" Chuckling to myself I noticed how he seemed happier ever since his accident, which was strange considering he was fuming about it earlier. "I'm fine. I just want you to tell me something." Looking at me encouragingly he replied, "Sure, anything." Good, he was willing to cooperate. "What was Maya doing at the game last night and what were you two talking about? And why aren't you mad at her? Just a few days ago you were just as pissed as us. What changed?" his kindness turned into a sudden annoyance. "Geez, what's with the 20 questions Cam?" Sighing in frustration I replayed the memory in my head over and over again. They were definitely talking about something serious and I felt like I was the only one who didn't know about it. "You said I could ask you anything. Now tell me what you know." He looked anywhere but my eyes. "Come on Rookie it was nothing. She apologized for what she did. The rest is staying between the two of us." So there was more? I knew it! "What?" I all but hollered. "Tell me Dallas!" Shaking his head he said, "Sorry, my lips are sealed." He yelled over his shoulder since he had begun walking away. "Dallas get back here! We are not done talking about this!" He kept walking on his crutches. "Yes we are! Bye Cam." Dallas said disappearing down the hallway. Well that was a big fat waste of time. I told myself, slumping down on the stairs in aggravation.

Maya's P.O.V.

Smiling to myself I looked through the pictures on my phone from the previous night. Tristan, Tori, Zig and I had a fun night. We went out to celebrate the victory afterwards and took a million pictures of all the nights' events. When I got to the particular picture of Tristan and I making funny faces I started laughing at the memory. We were toppled on top of each other on the way out of the rink and couldn't stop laughing about the fact that Luke Baker had slipped on the ice just as he was about to take what could have been the biggest shot of his life, and Owen took the chance instead and scored the winning goal. He was fuming which made it all the funnier. Everyone was patting Owen on the back for doing a good job, and I could tell that Tristan was proud of his big brother, although he would never admit that out loud. Looking up from my phone I scanned the parking lot for Tori but she was nowhere in sight. Instead my eyes settled on Dallas… who was talking to Cam? Oh god, please don't let him be telling Campbell about our conversation last night. I tried going a little closer so I could pick up what they were saying, but didn't want to get too close at the risk of them seeing me. I was only standing there for a few seconds when I was interrupted by Tori. "Hey Maya. Who are we spying on?" She asked peering over my shoulder hoping to get a better look. "No one." I said quickly turning around se she couldn't see who I was watching. "Whatever you say. Come on we better get going if we don't want to be late." She said. Agreeing with her we ran into the halls and went to our lockers. "Hey I'll meet up with you in class." Nodding she went off to her own locker while I went to mine. I was glad that she didn't bring up the conversation we had yesterday. I left her in the hall and felt bad for walking away just like that. When all of this was over I would tell her, it surely couldn't go on forever. "Hey Blondie." I heard the hoarse voice say when I was getting my books, causing me to flinch. "You need to stop sneaking up on me like that! What do you want?" Waiting for me to finish I threw in my books from last night and shut my locker. "I need you to do something for me today." I couldn't believe her… she wanted me to do more things for her. "No way! Not after you basically turned me in for doing what you wanted last time. Why can't you just leave me alone?" she laughed. "You are going to do what I say when I say. It's either that or your boyfriend may get hurt…" She trailed off and snickered at the look of horror on my face. "What are you doing to do to him!" I said in a higher tone of voice. "Oh I don't know… he might have an accident like Dallas, but worse." That did it for me. I lunged at her and punched her square in the nose. "Stop it you bitch! Don't you DARE touch Cam; he has nothing to do with this. You are just an insecure little whore that has nothing better to do with her life than torment a freshman who has never done anything to her before. If you know what's good for you then I suggest you just go and leave me the hell alone!" The look on her face was filled with a mix of shock and pure hatred. "Why you little… how could you even say that to me?! You are so going to pay for this!" She said angrily walking away. Crossing my arms over my chest I stared as she walked away in satisfaction. "Ahem." Someone cleared their throat behind me nearly causing me to jump out of my skin. Turning around I saw most of the hockey team standing behind me. They had approving looks on their faces and most were laughing at the scene that had just unraveled in front of them. "Wow… that was amazing." Said Owen as he walked past me giving me a fist bump. "Thanks." I said as the rest of the team walked by and told me how great it was finally watching someone stand up to Brook. "Who knew you had it in you Mini Matlin?" Dallas asked as he passed by on his crutches. "Eh, she deserved what was coming to her." Agreeing he said, "Yeah for a long time too. Maybe now she will leave you alone now." At his statement I smiled and thought maybe he was right. But knowing Brook that was not the case. I walked to class not noticing her standing behind the double doors still holding her bleeding nose with a paper towel.

During Lunch Time…

I was walking out of my fifth period class when someone grabbed a hold of my hand and snatched me from the rest of the sea of people. "You are coming with me." A furious Brook exclaimed. "Let go of me!" I screamed and she kept at it, making sure to tighten her grip on me. "No, you disobeyed me and now you have to face the consequences to your actions." I laughed at her. "What are you, my mother? Because you sound exactly like her right now." She came to a halt and turned around to face me, leading me to crash into her. "I'm serious. This is no laughing matter. Now let's go before we are seen." I groaned. "But it's lunch time! Can't we do this-" Cutting me off she said, "No. Just come on." She was really starting to bug me. But I couldn't help but laugh at the gigantic cast on her nose. Dragging me further down the hallway she said, "You are going to be sorry for making a fool out of me like that." And now I was scared. Her tone had changed to one of sheer anger and her once amused expression had long since left her face. I knew in that moment she meant business. "Okay fine, I'm sorry, I admit I went a little over board back there. But you do have to own up to the fact that it was your fault." I did not feel sorry one bit. If saying that would help me get closer to her good side then so be it. "Oh shut up I know you don't mean a word of what you just said. And it's too late for apologies anyway." Great, she was really pissed, I thought she would get over it, but by the looks of it she had gone off the deep end. "Sheesh, someone is annoyed." She picked an empty classroom and led me in there. Once closing the door she grabbed me by the collar. "Now you listen to me, I tell you what to do and you don't talk back to me. Got it?" She asked in a low whisper that scared the living day lights out of me. Nodding she said, "Good." And let go of me while walking around the desks. "What are we doing in here?" Brook shook her head at me. "You know what I want from you." I stood my ground by the door until she patted a seat next to her. "Sit." A little unsure I slowly made my way towards her. She crossed her legs and patiently waited, which was kind of scary. Her fiery eyes glistened in the light. I was about two feet away when she huffed in annoyance from the slow pace I was taking. "Oh my god just get your ass over here." But I refused. She jumped off of the desk and came over to me, her face only a few mere inches from mine. "Who did you tell!?" She yelled. "What do you mean?" I asked trying to avoid the question. "Oh don't you play stupid with me. You know exactly what I'm talking about!" Okay she caught me. "YOU BETTER HAVE NOT TOLD ANYBODY!" she hollered at me, looking dead serious. "I- I may have told somebody…" My voice trailing off into a whisper. "Why would you do that when I told you nobody better find out about this!" after a short silence she kept talking. "WHO DID YOU TELL?" I shook my head indicating that I was not going to say anything. "I swear to god Maya, if you don't tell me who you told right now I'll-" Not even wanting her to finish that sentence I said, "Okay okay. I didn't exactly tell this first person. He found out because he was listening to our conversation the first time we ever talked. It was Tristan and he told Owen." She watched me closely like a hawk, it was rather creepy. "Is that everyone?" she asked. I nodded. "Yeah." Looking at the floor I held my tongue not daring to say Dallas's name. I would be in even bigger trouble if the captain of the hockey team found out. But I think she could tell I wasn't telling the truth, yet she left it alone. Boy would I like to knock some sense into that girl. And even with the cast on her nose she still looked scary. "You better not let anyone else find out. And you should know the or else part by now. But Maya, don't think I'm not serious. I can make anything I want look like an accident, so if I were you I would watch yourself." Her voice had gone down to a whisper again. "I promise no one else will find out." Now that would be a challenge. "Good, now you better keep that promise. We don't want bad things happening here at Degrassi." She was towering over me by the end of her sentence. "Can we just get to the part where you tell me what I need to do?" She happily agreed. "Yeah I need to get going. Umm… two things again. Real simple if you don't mess it up this time." I glared at her and she mirrored the same look. "First I want you to go in Simpson's office and take back the CD he has, and then I want you to go back to the hockey team's locker room right after school and into Campbell's locker. Take his hockey stick and bring it to me. All by 2:45." My jaw dropped. "Are you crazy I'm doing no such thing!" I could see she was starting to get tired of my protests. "Okay Maya, if you don't want to do it then you don't have to. I'll just have someone else do it and you will suffer the outcome." I moaned at her threats. "You know you can't keep doing this to me." She was glad that I was cooperating. "Oh shut up! And do as you are told for once. The correct way this time." As she was walking away I muttered under my breath, "And this is why you don't have any friends." Brook turned back around and looked at me. "What was that?" She asked. "Nothing." I looked down not expecting her to come back over to me. And then it happened, all so fast that I couldn't even register what was going on until after it happened. All I did was scream in pain and grabbed my eye the next moment. "I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU JUST PUNCHED ME!" I yelled in pain. "That is what you get for punching me in the nose. Doesn't feel so good does it?" I backed away into a corner and slowly slid down the wall still holding my right eye. She stepped closer to me but I whimpered in fear. She laughed at me and said, "DON'T YOU EVEN THINK ABOUT TELLING OWEN OR TRISTAN OR ANYONE ELSE ABOUT THIS!" I nodded in fear and the tears came pouring down my face like a water fountain. Brook took pleasure in this and laughed right in my face. "Go away!" I said. "Think you learned your lesson? I hope so. As much fun as it was punching you, I doubt you learned from your mistakes just yet. See you after school." Her figure started fading out of the door. I stood up the instant she left and picked up the first thing I saw and threw it across the room, crashing into the wall. Picking up my stuff I ran into the bathroom and peered in the mirror at my throbbing black eye. God did it hurt. I couldn't stop my crying. Getting a hold of the sink I gripped it on both sides to steady myself. But it wasn't working I had began hyperventilating, and that only happened when I was in a really bad place. And right now I was at my breaking point. Reaching into my backpack I pulled out a piece of glass in a side pocket. It was kept there for times like these. Rolling up my sleeves I ripped the gauze right off and glided the glass deep into my skin without any hesitation or regrets. Once the blood was flowing down my hands it dripped onto the floor, but I didn't care. I took my stuff and surely enough a trail of blood was left behind me even down the hallway until I disappeared into the nurse's office for some paper towels. The person that had been watching me through the stall came out of their hiding place and looked at the floor in horror. They had seen everything, from my black eye to the blood on the floor. Of course I hadn't seen them. It was Cam watching me. I had gone into the boy's bathroom without looking at the sign outside the door, and it wouldn't faze me soon either, since I was such a mess.

Author's Note: Sorry if this was shorter then I intended it to be. I have barely gotten any sleep these past three days but felt like I had to update for you guys just because you are that awesome. Tomorrow I promise I will do a double chapter. And this week I have a long weekend, both Thursday and Friday off so that means a lot of writing. (; I'm hoping to at least 6 or 7 chapters in before Monday. So this is like a bonus haha. Hope you liked this chapter. The next one will be a good one. Read on! (: Don't forget to review.

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