Here's chapter 3. Enjoy

"I said sit down!" He said looking angry

"Ok" I finally obeyed. I didn't want to be in trouble

"Where's Miley?"Her blonde friend asked as she looked everywhere

"I don't know, she said she needed to leave and then she ran away. Maybe something she forgot" I lied. That ain't why she left! She would have been back by now!

"Yeah"She said worriedly

I was trying to make myself believe something I knew to be untrue. I mean, I spent a bunch of time with her during the summer camp. We even shared a tent! I know her pretty well and it was pretty obvious something was wrong with her. So, I decided to find out what was it.

"Mr Picker, can I go to the restroom?" I asked gently, hoping he let me go, because I wouldn't take no for an answer

"Of course, Jonas" He replied back

I started running as soon as I left the classroom. Then, I bumped into someone: Miley. She stopped there for a second looking disoriented, and ran the other way. Once again, my slight worries grew bigger and turned into fears. I found Miley turning key in a desperate attemp to open the restroom door.

"Can I help you?" I asked gently

"Just go away, Nick" What did I do now? She was nearly crying! "You're not supposed to see me like this" She said. Like what? Opening a door? I couldn't be more clueless.

Miley's POV

Why is he here? He should be in class! And why won't the door open? A wave of nausea hit me and I knew I was gonna throw everything back up inmediately! Not in front of him! I kept turning the key until it broke.

"Miley, can you tell me what the hell is going on? I'm freaking out!" He said. Asked and answered. My knee's gave way as I went down on my hands and knees, throwing up. I expected him to back away, but he didn't? He held my hair back and rubbed my back in soothing circles while he kept saying "it's okay" I was totally embarrassed and sobbing like a little baby. When I finished, he wiped my tears away and told me to lie against the wall.

"Just sit there" He said. Then he took out a tissue and threw it to the floor

"Nick, please stop. I made that mess, I clean it up." I said still crying