Author's Note: Hey fellow readers. Sorry I would have updated this chapter yesterday but I just wasn't feeling inspired and I had writers block. And now that it has blown over here I am writing the next chapter as well which may or may not be put up tonight, depending on how much time I have. There is another one-shot that I'm working on called 'The Proposal" and I hope that'll be posted tomorrow night once I type it and polish it a little bit. Otherwise enjoy this chapter and leave me a review. PM me with any questions, comments, or concerns you may have. Enjoy!

Chapter 14

Maya's P.O.V.

. The rest of my weekend was a drag. My parents were settling back in at home and kept bugging Katie and me about what we had done in the last 3 days. I just mumbled homework but that seemed to arouse their suspicion. Katie still refused to talk to me, not that I minded. I was avoiding her as well because of the little fight we had the other day. But I wasn't worried that she would tell my parents about my 'little problem' as she liked to put it. We had an agreement and that was enough to keep her mouth shut. When Monday morning rolled around the corner I was actually ready for it this time. Since Cam was suspended for the week I wouldn't have to face the awkwardness from the aftermath of the movies right away, and I saw that as a positive thing. And I did begin to regret the way I talked to him the stress had really gotten to my head or at least that's what I keep telling myself. And now I was truly starting to believe that I was going crazy. By the time the clock struck 7:15 I was out the door and walking to school since I refused to sit in the same car as my sister, I just couldn't take the 5 minutes of uncomfortable silence. At school most of the rumors that Brook had started had blown over and things were pretty much back to normal aside from the fact that I still had to serve detention, miss band practice and "help" her out. Knowing she would have some new task I readied myself as best as I could. And it wasn't long before I arrived that Brook made her way over to me and told me to follow suit. "Munchkin, did you like your reward?" scowling at her she perfectly well knew the answer. "No! Of course I don't appreciate you pinning something on Cam he didn't do. And what kind of a reward is that, I did everything you said, it's not fair!" She sniggered at my baffled reaction. "Nothing is fair in this world kid." Oh she was going over the edge and she knew it too. "Why are you doing this Brook? Seriously, what have I ever done to you?" the smile from her face dropped. "You stole Cam from me you little bitch." And then she lost me again I was so confused. "What the hell are you talking about?" stepping forward I formed my hand into a fist. "Unless you don't want me to punch you again you better speak up Matrinez." Brook seemed surprised at my boldness even I was a little. "Wow look who is trying to act all tough now. Forget I said anything." Not wanting to fight I dropped the subject for now but mentally made a note to myself to ask her about it another time. "What have you got for me now?"

Cam's P.O.V.

. It was official. My life was over, and I was now suspended from school for an entire week. Nothing more embarrassing than everyone knowing what you supposedly did and believing it, not to mention the boring part where I actually had to do all the work at home. The Carson's were not very happy with me at the moment and they promised not to tell my parents as long as I was on my best behavior for the rest of the season. Not being able to play for two games had me really bummed out, even though it was literally nothing it still was a big loss for the team with Dallas injured and the other star player not being eligible to play. This could jeopardize the whole team's chance at nationals but to be realistic the odds of us making it in now were very slim and all our hard work had been for nothing. There was only one person to blame and that was whoever tried to sabotage the team by replacing Dallas's skates and we didn't even know who did that, at least the real person. I knew deep down Maya did it and felt terribly sorry for yelling at her. That fight we had was stupid and I acted on my anger without asking her side of the story and now she wouldn't even look at me. I was feeling like a total jackass and wanted to apologize. And when the opportunity struck I would take it. Maybe today after school? For that day I finished my work by 1 and had about an hour or two to spare before my therapist appointment. I would use this time to figure out possible suspects for Dallas's accident as well as clearing Maya's and my own name. It could potentially take a while but I had the time.

Maya's P.O.V.

. "Looks like we have our routine down pat which makes things easier for me." I tilted my head to the side and I gave her the strangest look. "Ok… go on." I said both unsure of what she would say next and slightly scared of what she had planned. 'When would this be over?' kept running through my mind. "Since your little boyfriend got suspended we need to keep putting the rest of the hockey team down." And that's when my heart sank. "Really? You are still on about that? You have already won that aspect. Dallas the captain is out and so is the star player. What more could you want?" I asked unsure of what more damage she could do at this point. "Hush and let me do the thinking you just stick to the work. We have a system going on here." Not that I agreed to any of it. "You are being so vague today. What is up with you?" avoiding my question she went straight to the point. "Okay I need you to go into the guidance office and get Luke Baker's file. And anything you can get on him. Background, track record, academic stuff, sport/doctor files… I want it all. There might be some stuff in the computer system so you should get a head start on that. I'll need a rush on that." Um what? Did I hear her correctly? "Excuse me?" I said. "Are you some kind of a doctor? You need a "rush" on something. You are completely out of your mind Brook Martinez." Her smile grew wider. "Damn straight. Now go and give that to me by lunch. And then I'll have something new for you to work on." I thought I might have passed out when I heard her say those words but apparently I hadn't. She was definitely not in her right mind. Never had I dreamed that I would be hacking into computer files let alone the school's which I had no idea how to do and would be a challenge. The only thing I was here to do was to learn not get into crap loads of trouble by doing other people's dirty work for them. If my parents were to ever find out about half the stuff I was doing they would have me shipped to military school in the blink of an eye. "And how do you suppose I do all of that without getting caught?" picking up her stuff off the table Brook got up and turned back around at me and shrugged her shoulders. "You figure it out, that's part of your job, smart one." Since when? Without a single word I began walking away until I heard her whisper something interesting under her breath. "You are my next target Luke Baker, and are so going down just like the rest of them." At that I stopped in my tracks and made my way back over to Brook. "What's that supposed to mean?" most likely thinking I was out of ear shot was her mistake. "Nothing, run along blondie." After a minute of just looking at her she gave me a little shove in the direction of the school.

At Lunch Time…

. Time to figure out my tactics without getting caught was going to be tough. Who knew planning a break in was so much work. I always thought you just did it not put a lot of thought and timing into it. But that was the key, timing and being in the right place at the right time, when no one was around to see you commit your crime. And I surely felt like a rotten person for breaking into school files without permission from a teacher or staff member. It was really wrong. The voice in the back of my head kept telling me but of course I just ignored it. 'Keep going.' I told myself as I reached the maple colored door. It had a sign on it reading, "Gone to lunch, will be back in an hour." That should be enough time I told myself. During my free period I went into the teacher's room and found the key tree where all the staff kept their extra room keys, and to make life even easier all of them were labeled to each specific room they belonged to. Within a matter of seconds I was in and out of the room without being seen and it was pretty damn easy now that I thought about it, too easy. Was this what it really felt like to be a scoundrel? Deciding there was no better time than the present I put the key in the slot hole and turned it ever so slightly and crept into the room with such ease. They should really have better security in this place. In the back room there were some file cabinets containing student's information in alphabetical order. Going through at least 100 of them I finally found the one I was looking for, Baker, Luke Baker. The file was right in my hands. Placing it securely in my bag I scurried over to the computer and carefully looked over the system and printed out some more files. Adding those to the already growing pile of papers I locked the door behind me and placed it back on the key tree and found my seat back in the cafeteria. I felt somewhat accomplished by getting away with this but I knew it was not right and the feeling faded almost just as soon as it came.

After School…

. The rest of the day seemed to fly by. At the end of lunch I managed to give Brook the files she wanted and received new instructions from her. It was only the first day of the week and already she had so many plans for me. Lately I noticed Brook was whispering a lot to herself and I just found it downright strange. But then again that was her just being her. It just seemed like she was planning something big and was doing a pretty damn good job of keeping it a secret. Her second "job" for me was to now become somewhat friends with Luke. And in a way it was easy because we had started talking more now and it didn't seem like something difficult or dangerous at all. Once the bell rang indicating school was over I went outside and bid my friends good-bye. My dad was coming to pick me up and I planned on apologizing about my little outburst on Friday. I knew he was just trying to help and was being nice but of course I had to ruin it with my bad attitude. And now that my head was cleared I could think properly. "Hi dad," I said after getting in the car. "Hey My. Is everything okay at school? Once you called I thought something was wrong. Where is your sister, why isn't she giving you a ride home?" and this was the moment of truth. "Yeah everything is fine. Katie and I just got into a fight and we aren't speaking to each other. But that's not the reason I called you to pick me up, well at least not the whole reason. I wanted to apologize about Friday night." He seemed surprised about it but listened without saying a word. "I'm sorry about the way I acted and what I said. You and mom had just come home and we didn't do anything to welcome you back. I also appreciate you trying to help but I was just so stressed out from the week and the added pressure with Katie just wasn't helping the situation, so I snapped and it just so happened to be you I yelled at." My big puppy dog eyes were at their ready and I knew my dad couldn't resist. "I accept your apology. You know I can't say no to those beautiful eyes of yours honey." A few minutes later we sat in comfortable silence. "Dad?" I asked. "Yeah?" and this was completely out of the blue. "Can I go see a therapist?" and that is when he turned to me in concern. "What? Are you sure everything is fine? You keep saying it is but I can sense it's not." Convincing him would be the hard part. "I promise I am perfectly fine. I just need someone to talk to about school. You know the stress and pressure of grades, projects, teachers, playing the cello, among other things. It would really help me." He seemed to be opening up to the idea. "I guess it wouldn't hurt. It might be good for us to get some counseling as a family too. But I'll have to make sure it's okay with your mother first." As if reading his mind I answered, "Already done. She thinks it's a great idea for me." A little taken aback he asked, "When did you have in mind?" I think he was picking up on the fact that I was really serious about this. "Right now." This was Luke's advice and I decided that talking to someone would help me cope with the Brook thing. Of course I couldn't talk about that formally I could still relate small things to it and get things off my chest just by rambling. "Oh. Let's go then." My dad clearly said caught off guard. "You sure have been putting a lot of thought into this." I nodded my head and I gave him the card with the address on it. Luckily the place was right down the street and we made it in no time. "All you have to do is go in with me and wait in the waiting room while I have my session. Or you could leave and I'll text you once I'm done." I suggested, whichever would be more convenient for him. "I'll stay." And I was glad since it was my first appointment after all, I was nervous too. The strangest thing happened when I first entered. I saw someone with sandy hair sitting in the corner scribbling away on a piece of paper being supported by a clipboard. I could recognize that head of hair from anywhere. Gesturing for my dad to check us in I took a seat next to them and spoke up. "Hey Cam." He looked up at me and our eyes met.

Author's Note: Hi guys. Sorry I just had to leave you with a cliff hanger! I know this may have been a little on the short side and it did not turn out as I had hoped it would. Oh well I'm tired so it will have to do for now. This week has been so nutty and I need it to be the weekend already. The one-shot I told you about earlier will be posted tomorrow night. Wish I could write more but like I said I'm exhausted and can barely keep my eyes open. By far this is my favorite fanfic of all and I really enjoy writing it, thanks for all the support you guys truly are the best and without you I would have never started writing on this site. Goodnight, until next time! (;

P.S. We will find out soon what Brook meant when she said Maya stole Cam from her.