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Story: Deadly Games
From my peripheral vision, I notice Allie move, and on further inspection, I see her pupils dilate at the news CJ just shared. I have to admit, I also find it comforting neither of them have done drugs.
“I can help with that,” Jane reveals, an evil smile creeping across her face. “My brother knows all kinds of people and he doesn’t live around here. From the anti-drug protest we did last year, I already know who most of the dealers are around here and they’ll already be at that party. Plus, a girl getting drugs like that will raise suspicion.”
“Yeah, Logan and Jamie,” Jordan sneers. “They’ve been selling drugs for years. They took over from the last bunch of arseholes who did it before them. If you can get the drugs we need from your brother somehow it might actually be safer. That way, word won’t get around that someone else, other than them, is buying it,” she explains.
“Okay, so we’ve got all that sorted. Now, how are we going to distract them?” I ask.
“Cole and I were thinking about starting a fight.” CJ rubs his hands together. “Cole can get away when everyone’s attention is on me. Simple enough.”
“Too simple,” Becca snaps, and I jump. Until now, she’s been silent, and hearing her voice kind of scared me. “What if something happens and you two can’t get to that chest? We need someone else as backup.”
“I can’t,” Jordan declines. “I’ve got my little sister that night, otherwise I would.”
I sigh, feeling helpless. If Cole doesn’t let me go then there’s a chance we may never get that chest. With a costume, no one will ever know it’s me. When I go to voice my opinion, Cole’s expression stops me. Something tells me I’d have to walk on fire for a chance to ever go to that party and get my revenge.
“I know someone,” Allie speaks up, gaining everyone’s attention.
CJ smirks. “Well, aren’t you Miss Popular.”
“Hey, Alex,” Allie shouts, and Alex, who is currently busy stacking some books on the counter, jumps, knocking the books to the floor.
CJ chuckles, and Allie turns, shooting him a glare, warning him to shut up. It’s the first time CJ has met Alex, but no doubt Cole filled him in the other day.
“Sorry.” She grimaces as Alex walks over, a frown scrunching up his face.
“It’s fine. You startled me.” He pulls up a chair beside her, resting his arm against the back of her chair. CJ growls low in the back of his throat, and my eyes widen at the daggers he’s shooting Alex’s way.
Holy crap, someone’s jealous.
Allie doesn’t seem to notice or seem to care, and in a way, I’m glad it’s not addressed. I move my chair an inch closer to Cole. All we need is CJ starting a fight and scaring Rosie and Becca more than they already are.
“Uh oh!” I mutter under my breath, and Cole’s body shakes as he leans forward, kissing the tip of my nose. Thankfully, no one is paying attention to us. They’re busy listening to Allie fill Alex in. When he realises what we’re all doing here, his eyes go round, his body trembling.
“Holy fuck,” he grunts, shaking his head. “I… Fuck… I… Yeah, I’ll help.” He nods. “Will I be allowed in though?” he asks out of nowhere. “I mean, I’m not the type they usually invite to parties. Won’t they just kick me out?”
Allie pats his arm, earning another deep growl from CJ.
“Down boy,” I whisper, loud enough for him to hear. He shoots me a glare, his eyes darting back to Allie, finding her hand is on Alex’s shoulder. A murderous look washes over his expression.
“You’ll be in costume. It’s fine. It’s just for precaution and to make sure no one stops us from getting to that chest,” she explains.
He sighs and glances around the table. “Yeah, I’m in. I’ll find a costume next weekend.”
“Shouldn’t we know who’s dressing as who?” I point out, and Cole shoots me a warning look, as if he’s silently telling me to get the whole ‘we’ out of my head. I sigh, feeling defeated. I know I won’t be able to sit back and do nothing. It’s not in me.
“Yeah. If we all meet up at Allie and Willow’s, we’ll be able to go over everything once more then,” Cole tells everyone. I nod, agreeing.
“So that’s it. It’s on. If anyone needs to back out, speak now or forever hold your peace,” CJ announces, but no one speaks up. He keeps his focus on Alex, trying to scare him enough to back out.
“I’ll let you know if any information comes through on the blog,” Jordan tells him.
“I’m defo up for it. I’ve already got the perfect outfit in mind.” Jane grins. “They won’t know who drugged them.”
“Let’s hope not,” I mutter dryly.
“I need to get back to class,” Jane responds, grabbing her tiny handbag. She waves goodbye to everyone before leaving, promising to not let us down.
Becca and Rosie stand, ready to follow, when Jordan speaks up. “Do you two want to come to a coffee place down the road? My mum owns it,” she asks, her focus on Rosie.
“I can help with that,” Jane reveals, an evil smile creeping across her face. “My brother knows all kinds of people and he doesn’t live around here. From the anti-drug protest we did last year, I already know who most of the dealers are around here and they’ll already be at that party. Plus, a girl getting drugs like that will raise suspicion.”
“Yeah, Logan and Jamie,” Jordan sneers. “They’ve been selling drugs for years. They took over from the last bunch of arseholes who did it before them. If you can get the drugs we need from your brother somehow it might actually be safer. That way, word won’t get around that someone else, other than them, is buying it,” she explains.
“Okay, so we’ve got all that sorted. Now, how are we going to distract them?” I ask.
“Cole and I were thinking about starting a fight.” CJ rubs his hands together. “Cole can get away when everyone’s attention is on me. Simple enough.”
“Too simple,” Becca snaps, and I jump. Until now, she’s been silent, and hearing her voice kind of scared me. “What if something happens and you two can’t get to that chest? We need someone else as backup.”
“I can’t,” Jordan declines. “I’ve got my little sister that night, otherwise I would.”
I sigh, feeling helpless. If Cole doesn’t let me go then there’s a chance we may never get that chest. With a costume, no one will ever know it’s me. When I go to voice my opinion, Cole’s expression stops me. Something tells me I’d have to walk on fire for a chance to ever go to that party and get my revenge.
“I know someone,” Allie speaks up, gaining everyone’s attention.
CJ smirks. “Well, aren’t you Miss Popular.”
“Hey, Alex,” Allie shouts, and Alex, who is currently busy stacking some books on the counter, jumps, knocking the books to the floor.
CJ chuckles, and Allie turns, shooting him a glare, warning him to shut up. It’s the first time CJ has met Alex, but no doubt Cole filled him in the other day.
“Sorry.” She grimaces as Alex walks over, a frown scrunching up his face.
“It’s fine. You startled me.” He pulls up a chair beside her, resting his arm against the back of her chair. CJ growls low in the back of his throat, and my eyes widen at the daggers he’s shooting Alex’s way.
Holy crap, someone’s jealous.
Allie doesn’t seem to notice or seem to care, and in a way, I’m glad it’s not addressed. I move my chair an inch closer to Cole. All we need is CJ starting a fight and scaring Rosie and Becca more than they already are.
“Uh oh!” I mutter under my breath, and Cole’s body shakes as he leans forward, kissing the tip of my nose. Thankfully, no one is paying attention to us. They’re busy listening to Allie fill Alex in. When he realises what we’re all doing here, his eyes go round, his body trembling.
“Holy fuck,” he grunts, shaking his head. “I… Fuck… I… Yeah, I’ll help.” He nods. “Will I be allowed in though?” he asks out of nowhere. “I mean, I’m not the type they usually invite to parties. Won’t they just kick me out?”
Allie pats his arm, earning another deep growl from CJ.
“Down boy,” I whisper, loud enough for him to hear. He shoots me a glare, his eyes darting back to Allie, finding her hand is on Alex’s shoulder. A murderous look washes over his expression.
“You’ll be in costume. It’s fine. It’s just for precaution and to make sure no one stops us from getting to that chest,” she explains.
He sighs and glances around the table. “Yeah, I’m in. I’ll find a costume next weekend.”
“Shouldn’t we know who’s dressing as who?” I point out, and Cole shoots me a warning look, as if he’s silently telling me to get the whole ‘we’ out of my head. I sigh, feeling defeated. I know I won’t be able to sit back and do nothing. It’s not in me.
“Yeah. If we all meet up at Allie and Willow’s, we’ll be able to go over everything once more then,” Cole tells everyone. I nod, agreeing.
“So that’s it. It’s on. If anyone needs to back out, speak now or forever hold your peace,” CJ announces, but no one speaks up. He keeps his focus on Alex, trying to scare him enough to back out.
“I’ll let you know if any information comes through on the blog,” Jordan tells him.
“I’m defo up for it. I’ve already got the perfect outfit in mind.” Jane grins. “They won’t know who drugged them.”
“Let’s hope not,” I mutter dryly.
“I need to get back to class,” Jane responds, grabbing her tiny handbag. She waves goodbye to everyone before leaving, promising to not let us down.
Becca and Rosie stand, ready to follow, when Jordan speaks up. “Do you two want to come to a coffee place down the road? My mum owns it,” she asks, her focus on Rosie.
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