I looked up at the clouds Rose jumped into the swimming pool I got soaked from her canon ball.
“Rose!” I shouted at her.
There was a car and drove through the neighborhood it was Adam’s sister.
She loved Dylan, I knew this because she had a talk with me at a 8th grade dance…
Me, Rose and Dylan all went as a group and Rose was fixing her make-up me and Dylan were slow dancing, even though we were just friends we wanted to enjoy the moment.
He needed to go and use the bathroom I leaned against the gym’s wall and looked around there was Adam’s sister.
She had long brown hair, she had brown eyes she had a size about 00.
Head cheerleader she came over to me and placed her hand on her hip, “Well, looks like you and Dylan are having fun.”
“Yeah I guess.” I said, shrugging.
“Listen here bitch, I love Dylan. He will be mine. You may think you and him will end up together. Wrong…he will see I am the better choice.”
I exhaled she was back in town to take Dylan away from me while Adam was keeping me away from Dylan.
Jessica was the kind of girl who would do anything to get what she wants no matter, what it takes. Murder even?
I couldn’t do anything soon I won’t even be able to hug him with Jessica around.
Weeks passed I didn’t do anything out of line, I hadn’t talked to Dylan since Adam has been watching me carefully.
At school Dylan had on a walking cast the teachers gave him slack since he can’t run.
Although he was with Jessica I exhaled in agony, he belong to her now. Clearly he didn’t look up at me I turned around and walked down the hall avoiding the couple.
“Hey sexy.” Adam said, walking around the corner.
I almost jumped but looked at him then said, “Oh I see your sister is back.”
“Yeah you should be glad now, Dylan has someone to screw.” Adam said, grinning then grabbing my wrist and yanked me hard almost pulling me onto my face. It felt like my wrist was going to snap or rip off.
“Adam let go!” I snapped, forgetting we were in public, he glared at me after seeing a few girls looking at us.
He loosed his grip and wrapped his arm around and kept pulling me along.
I had no idea what to do I could try to defend myself but the result would be my death, he walked into the PAC (performing arts center) he took me backstage and threw me on the ground and turned off the lights.
“Now let’s play a game.” Adam said, in a low evil voice.