put the girls
through?”
“I'm not sure; but it varied from innocent
things to degrading things. I’m not sure how she got away with it
most of the time. I remember seeing one girl running across the
field early in the morning nude.”
“I could imagine. What about some of your
other teammates that were here?” Hannah said. “Were any of them
like suspicious?”
“You mean, do we think they would ever kill
someone?” Jason giggled. “Of course—anyone is capable of murder,
but the real question is, is someone crazy enough to enjoy it?”
“How would we know,” said another guy.
“I'm not sure, you should know your
friends—”
“Creepy Tyler was kind of sketchy,” Jacob
said.
“You didn't get the memo?” Hannah laughed.
“Tyler was a cop.”
“What?” they all gasped.
“Yeah, he was one-hundred percent
undercover.”
All the guys joked and laughed. They said a
lot of “I told you so,” and “Crap! He knows all the stuff we
do!”
Jason waved his hands for everyone to shut
up, “Adam is pretty sketchy if you ask me. Once I spotted him
peaking into the girls' locker room. He made it seem okay because
he said he knew we all wanted to do that. And he even said that he
only hung out with us so girls would talk to him. I mean, yeah guys
think like that, but it's the way he said it.”
“Adam?” Hannah said.
“Adam, the dude who is hanging out with you
and your crew—Adam Black.”
“Adam?” Hannah said confused again. “Lucy's
ex-boyfriend?”
“He's been on Linda’s hip for the last few
days since the dance. He worries me—he worries a lot of people. If
you left your circle of friends for once, Hannah, you would realize
who people trust or not. You would know Adam is sketchy.”
The bell rang and all the jocks picked up
their backpacks to leave. They all hugged Hannah and ran off to
class, not wanting to be late. Jason paused, and tried to read
Hannah's expressions.
“Thanks! You guys are awesome. You helped
out a lot. I have a lot of things to think about,” Hannah said to
Jason.
“You're not going to tell anyone what I
said?” Jason said.
“I won't. Bye, Jason.”
Hannah spotted Linda talking to Michael
outside the school building. She held her hair so her hair wouldn't
get frizzy as she ran across the field. Nearly tripping over her
feet, she jumped in front of them.
Linda pulled Hannah in, “What did you find
out?”
“Um, well...” Hannah said as she stuffed her
notes into her pocket.
“I got nothing,” Michael said. “The geeks
know nothing!”
Linda rolled her eyes, “Did you tell Hannah
what we saw about Lucy—”
Lucy joined the circle, “Find what about
me?”
“Um...” they all said. “Nothing...”
“I meant Mandy,” Linda said. “What we found
about Mandy.”
“I didn't get much info,” Lucy said. “What
about you guys?”
“Us either,” Michael said as he stared at
Hannah, his face reading to not say anything.
“Me either,” Hannah said as she caught on.
“I didn't find out nothing.”
“So, this was a waste,” Lucy laughed. “Where
is Adam?”
“Who cares,” Linda and Hannah said, then
they stared at each other shocked they said the same thing.
“Well, I need to go find my History book.
I'll see you guys later at my home,” Lucy said as she ran off.
Michael pretended to gag, “Lucy doesn’t even
have History class this year. Why would she go find the book? Did
she forget we have all the same teachers?”
Linda lifted one eyebrow, “Because the bitch
is lying. She's busted.”
“She's probably going to go find Adam,”
Hannah added. “Sketchy Adam.”
Michael stared at Hannah, “Huh?”
“Nothing.”
Linda’s eyes grew large as she spotted the
school's old counselor, “What is Mr. Rivers doing here?”
“He got his job back,” Michael said. “Well,
that's what I heard.”
Hannah pulled Linda and Michael’s arm, “Come
on, let's go see him. I always thought Mr. Rivers was tasty
looking.”
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