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Credit to Sara Shepard and ABC Family.

"What happened?" I ask some random girl as I got to the crowd of people surrounding the parking lot of the camp we are at for Monas party.

"Hanna got hit by a car." She says.

I look at her in confusion. "Hanna?" She nods. "Hanna Marin?" She nods again.

I look over to the ambulance vehicle that was in the middle of the lot. I'm just able to make out Aria, Spencer and Emily as the EMTs were lifting up the occupied bed stretcher into the back. All I could assume was that it was Hanna.

Now let's back track a bit before all this happened. The whole time I was here I somehow managed to keep losing the girls. One minute I'd have all three by me then it would change to two, then one or none. I have no idea where they would run off to but this place was so packed and tried to keep you busy that all I could think of was that they enjoyed being here more than I did. Which would not have surprised me at all considering the "Glamping" was more than I could handle.

We were in the woods at the camp they usually use during the summer for kids. On occasion they allow people to use it for things like this, or for regular cabin camping. But she decided to stick with the old fashion tent experience, with a twist of the girly aspect. Now as you walked around this place it had different areas for different things. It had a massage spot, a spot where you could get your makeup done, nails done, even get your hair blown out. I saw how Aria and Emily walked out of that with their hair all over the place and it was hard to swallow my laughter.

I took Aria's advice though. I talked to Mona about not being all that comfortable with the girly aspect of this get together and I was shocked that she was okay with it. She just told me to set myself up wherever I felt more comfortable and just take it from there. Which shocked me because I would have thought she was gonna flip a shit for wasting her time and money if I wasn't going to do anything.

"You're my friend." She said. "I know how you are and how this party was going to go but I still invited you. If I didn't want you here I wouldn't have bothered."

That was a relief. Because after awhile she was the only person I could find that I knew well enough to call a friend. Everyone else were just people I've seen at school but not actually know or consider friends.

The last thing that happened before I heard the sirens were a handful of us roasting marshmallows while we waited for Mona to call us around for presents, which she seemed to have disappeared too because she had told us this like fifteen minutes ago. The flashing lights and annoying sound of the ambulance came into earshot not too long after. It was dark now, so seeing the ambulance lights from where we were was no problem.

"Aria!" I yell as she started to walk back with the girls after they put Hanna into the truck. "What's going on?"

She had tears in her eyes. The other girls walked over a bit shaken up themselves.

"Hanna got hit by a car."

I nod. "I know. I heard. But what happened?"

She shrugs. "She was just walking across the parking lot and someone ran her down."

Now what I wanted to ask was what she was even doing here. Because obviously Mona didn't want her here so why did she come? But before I could ask, the convo started up again.

"We are going to the Hospital." Emily says. She wiped her eyes real quick. "Make sure Hans okay."

I nod. "Okay. Uh. Well then I'll get our stuff."

"Jessie. Why don't you stay here?" Spencer says.

"Why would I do that?"

"Because it wouldn't be fair for all of us to leave. It's still Monas party."

"But Arias my ride. And Hanna's my friend too."

"Jessie..." She starts.

"No!" I half yell, which has them jump a bit. "Why are you guys always leaving me out?"

They put confused faces. "We don't..." Spencer starts.

"Yes you do." I cut her off. "Ever since the funeral you have." They watch me. "All day while we were here I barely saw you. You'd be standing with me one minute and then the next disappear. If your phones went off, which was very often, you'd take off without even letting me know what you were doing. I don't know anyone else besides you guys, Mona and her freaking assholes of friends Naomi, Riley and the Carrie twins. Who by the way tried to flush my head down the toilet, and almost succeeded no thanks to any of you." They all give me a sad look. "So I don't get what the big deal is about tagging along to see one of my friends who just got hurt."

They all look at each other, as if they had no idea what to say. Seriously though, why does it matter if I go or stay? She's my friend too. She got hurt and they act as if I shouldn't be able to worry and make sure she's okay. Like...I don't get it, because as usual they don't make sense. Their excuses are getting old and I'm getting tired of being let down by them.

"You know what. Whatever. I'll stay. Let me know how Hanna is." I turn around and walk away.

Kind of hurt when I noticed that they weren't coming after me. I honestly thought they would feel guilty and tell me I can come. Because again, why not? What is preventing them from not only letting me in when something is going on but keeping me from visiting a friend in the hospital?

As I walked through the path of woods to get to the tent I was supposed to be sharing with the girls I hear all around me the quiet yet not so quietness of the woods. No voices of people as they were still hanging out around the parking lot, but twigs snapped and the wind blew the leaves in the trees, which freaked me out a bit. Of course it being the woods it would naturally be creepy, but everything was ten times worse at night.

"Hey, spick." I see movement in the corner of my eyes and then Stacy stops me in my tracks with a smile on her face.

"Did your so called friends finally get it that you're a loser and shouldn't get the pleasure of having any?" Riley's voice comes from beside me and I look as she walks next to Stacy.

Then I notice Naomi come out of nowhere and blocks me from behind with Maddie. I knew I was in deep shit right away, but my anger was pretty built up at the moment so my mind wasn't focused on being scared of them right now.

I watch them for a minute. "Do you have a problem with me because everyone else does, or do you naturally just not like me."

They all half smile. "Just never liked you, Brant." Riley says.

"Because I'm a different race?"

She does a slight shrug and head tilt. "More or less." She smiles and the others laugh.

"Plus you've always been easy to bother." Stacy adds.

I slowly nod. "Then enlighten me." I say. "Why is it that you don't have a problem with Mona?" Their faces drop. "Or Emily? Neither of them are white. Em's Filipino, and Mona is Hawaiian. They are different races and darker skin tones than me, yet you're best friends with Mona and don't pay attention to Emily. You just pick on me, and my family when they were around. I'm not the only non white kid in this town, but you choose to only attack and bother me. Why?"

They seemed to be so taken off guard by this that they didn't move or say a word for about a minute. Then Riley seemed to get her voice back. "Because you and your family came back after moving and acted like you ruled the place."

I give her a look mixed between angry and confused. "What?"

"Your dad came back and became the number one cop when my dad got pulled aside." She says. "Your mom ended up president of the council for school, taking it from Mrs. Carrie after having it for years. Then your brother walked around town like he was a big shot even though he was just a freshman. Naomi's brother followed him around like he was a king and her cousin got her heart broken by him."

I give her the most serious yet threatening look I could give her. "First off, your dad messed up an important investigation. That had nothing to do with my dad taking his spot. He was doing his job. Second, my mom became president of the school council because the others voted for her to be. Plus it's just a stupid label, no one takes it so seriously that they cared who was head. Seems only you guys did."

She gives me a look and crosses her arms.

"As for my brother." I continue. "He was a fourteen year old kid. Everyone thinks they're a big shot as a freshman. That included your brother." I say to Naomi. "Whenever I saw him he was acting like the tough guys you see on TV. But I didn't go around bashing him, because he's a kid and that's natural. And believe it or not my brother calmed him down and he stopped acting like that."

She looked at me with a bit of sympathy, which Riley hadn't noticed.

"And I'm sorry about your cousin, but that wasn't my responsibility to get my brother to like a girl he wasn't into." I watch them all. "But the twins always bothered me, so that doesn't explain the years of mental abuse before I moved."

The twins both smile. "Like Stacy said. Always been easy to bother."

I take a deep breath and look back at Riley. "Now what does any of this have to do with me? I had no control over what my family did with their lives. I was fifteen, and now they are gone. Yet you still hold a grudge against me for stupid reasons as those. Immature much?"

She gives me a mean look. "How's this for a good reason? You just piss us off."

I shake my head. "I'd say it's a stupid reason."

She laughs and puts a not so nice smile. "I bet your friends left because they are starting to see that being friends with you is becoming a burden."

I force a laugh. "You completely changed the subject. Chicken to debate with me on what's right and wrong about your argument to hate me?"

Her smile gets more evil and a crazy look comes to her eyes. "Your family is probably in the afterlife celebrating that they got away from you."

My mouth drops, then I ball both my fists in anger and my face starts to heat up. "You know what Riley?"

"What's that?"

"You, your family and stupid friends are really getting on my nerves."

She laughs. "Is that right?"

I slowly nod. "Yea. And forgive me for not giving a damn that I'm going to do this." I was so boiled by this point that I didn't even give myself time to think it through as I gut punch her. Then somehow I managed to dodge Stacy's swing as I tackled Riley to the ground right after.

"Get off!" She yells. Someone pulls me up and tosses me to the side, kicking me in the ribs before I could get sight of who it was. When I look up Riley is smiling at me. "So tough." She says in a mocking voice.

I have to get a big breath in before I could say anything. "Says the one who gets others to fight your battles."

"Look who's talking."

I take another breath. "I'm the one who hit you and tackled you to the floor. You weren't the one who hit me back though. So the whole "look who's talking" line doesn't work in this case." I try to get to my feet but get pushed down again. She puts her foot onto my stomach and pushes down. "Mmm." Was all I'm able to say as I tried not to scream out. Not only did it hurt, but kept me from breathing well.

"You should really start figuring out your place here Brant. No one likes you. You may be the co-captain for the JV basketball team but that doesn't make you popular in my eyes. You'll always be the same loser with acne, braces and glasses that could barely get more than a few stuttered words out whenever you saw me because you were too scared to defend yourself. Don't think that we are going to be buddies just because we're in high school now and you're friends with Hanna or Mona. Not going to happen and things will just gets worse if you keep acting tough. Remember that." She lets her foot off my stomach "Should have stayed in Jersey. Maybe your family would still be alive." I watch them with anger as they walk away, laughing and pointing at me as they did.

It took me awhile to be able to sit up. I could barely breathe and I was shaking like crazy. It took all my power to calm myself down so I could get the air she had smushed out of me back.

I take out my phone, watching the screen for a bit trying to figure out what to do next. I wanted to call Andrew but I knew he wasn't feeling good so I didn't want to bother him. So the only person I could think of to call besides him and the girls was...

"Blake?"

"Hey, Jessie. What's up?"

"Nothing." I say in a lowish voice.

"You okay?"

"Mhm."

He gets quiet for a second. "Why don't I believe you?"

"I just..." I stop in mid sentence.

"Hey." He has a sympathetic sound in his voice. "You sound like you're going to cry. Talk to me."

I didn't even notice that I had that feeling of wanting to cry. I'm so used to being this way from all the bullying, being ignored or having bad days that almost crying doesn't really phase me anymore. It's as if it's become part of the routine. Which is not a healthy thing to be used to.

"I'm...I'm fine."

"Why do you always have to act like you're okay when it's clear that you aren't. Let people help you when you're down."

"I'm fine Blake."

He says nothing.

"Look. Hanna got hurt."

"Oh my God. Is she okay?

"Not sure." I'm quiet for a bit. "Can you do me a favor?"

"Of course."

"Can you come pick me up from Monas party?"

"You wanna leave?"

"I didn't even want to come. Just did because Hanna convinced me that it would make Mona happy. Made it easier since the others were coming too but they left and Aria was my ride. Plus this isn't my thing."

He laughs. "Yea. I heard it's a really girly party."

"You have no idea." I half laugh and he joins in. I look around as I heard the trees rattle from the wind. "But can you? Mona's evil friends are here and I'm not up for them giving me more of a hard time." I close my eyes as I realized I just gave it away.

"They're bothering you again?"

I don't answer right away.

"Jessie?"

"Yea." I finally say. "But I don't want to talk about it...okay?"

He's quiet at first, then says. "Yea. Okay."

"Thanks, Blake."

"I gotchu bud."

I smile to myself.

"Hey. I'm leaving now. I'll let you know when I get there."

"I owe you."

"No need. See you soon."

We hang up and I slowly but painfully get to my feet. Then I head off towards the tents to get my stuff.

Soooo. Who's excited for the upcoming episode for 6B in less than a week?!

Five Years Forward should be interesting.