"Lord, thank you for blessing us with another day. Thank you for the food we are about to eat, the table we are sat at, and the family we have been blessed with. In the lords name we pray, Amen." Brenna spoke over the table, her hands clasped with her husband and her daughter.

"Amen." Allison opened her eyes, hurrying to eat her toast before it was too late to get to school.

"Remember what we talked about." Brenna hummed her daughters way, slowly cutting at her food. Meat free, the bible says. "This year is important. I know you applied for UCLA already, but they are still gonna be watching you."

"I know." Allison promised with a little smile. "Which is why I should head in early."

"Good girl." her mother hummed, accepting a kiss on her cheek. "Remember to be nice to your teachers, sit front row, and pray before you eat at lunch."

"I will." Allison said. Kissing her fathers cheek while grabbing her lunch in the fridge. It was a chain reaction, every morning the same. So many "I will"s "I wont"s. It was never ending, which is why Allison knew that getting out of there as soon as possible was the best choice.

"And no distractions!" was the last thing she heard before hurrying outside. Her parents had gotten her a car for her birthday, only they held the keys until morning, much like they had her phone. Allison unlocked the door, looking across the road to find the Kelleher house bare, indicating she'd missed the early morning wave when pretending to check the mail.

Allison pulled herself into the car, pushing her bag to the other side as her phone buzzed. She looked weary toward the door, seeing her father staring out the window. She gave a smile, waving before pulling out of the drive way. Coming to the stop sign, Allison held the breaks as she dug her phone from her bag. The Pinterest Notification brought a gentle smile to her face, a sudden wash of pure comfort.

AnarchiSk: I didn't see you snooping through the mail this morning

Allison.Ziya: So what i'm understanding is you were waiting for me?

AnarchiSK: More so glancing across the street as I leave the house

Allison.Ziya: I'm completely convinced.

AnarchiSK: I wanted to warn you about something before you have to see it

AnarchiSK: It's only for curiosity, I have no intention in actually telling anyone

Allison frowned her eyebrows, her heart rate picked up slightly as she went to About That, finding the most recent post.

'Guys, take off the board shorts. Girls, pack up those bikinis. Summers officially over and school is back in session, and you know what that means: So am I. As long as we are forced to co-exist in the hellscape that is high-school, I am going to reveal the truth about all of you miserable assholes, just like I did last year when I leaked some photos that got half the basketball team expelled. Helped a lot of couples see each other for who they really are. And of course, I kept you up to day with the who's who of addicts, anorexics, and alcoholics. Privacy is a thing of the past. I know everything that went down this summer.

And on Fridays night, i'll take down five of Bayview'd biggest offenders. And I know Friday is a long way away so here's a preview to get you through the week. First up, I have a bad report card on a straight-A student making her About That debut. She might be top of her class, but that doesn't mean I can't get her thrown out on her ass. Now, I know you school spirit sheep can't wait to cheer on the Wildcats this year. But, trust me, i'll be the real winner when I reveal one MVP's sweaty locker room secret.

I know you all like a good love story, I prefer a bad one. So I can't wait to tell you which of Bayview's varsity skank squad isn't as wrapped around her boyfriends finger as much as you might have thought. Turns out, she's been wrapped around another guys... well, you know. My next story will be about one of my regulars, Bayview's most eligible felon. I know, even i've gotten bored writing about how everyone wants to fuck a bad boy. But believe me, i've got so much fresh dirt, his probation officers gonna fucking bury him in it.

Now, my last post on Friday will be about a certain someone who has only done the smallest of the worst things. Now, her story might not come as much of an interest to the rest of you, but there will be two people that will eat it up. Bayview's Little Miss Perfect doesn't seem to be so pure after the summer she just had. Can't imagine what Mommy and Daddy would think about that one.

Allison gapped in disbelief. "What the actual f-"

She was cut off by a car horn slammed behind her.

Allison had barley made it into school when she felt a pair of hands grasp her cardigan sleeves, yanking her into the janitors closet. She stared back at Simon with a shake of her head. "I can not believe you."

"I told you, only to get people talking. Keep them on their toes." he nodded at at her, hoping to ease the panic he knew for a fact he was gonna put her in.

"Oh yeah?" Allison looked in disbelief. "So, when Friday roles around, you're just gotta drop four stories and totally ignore the fifth one?"

"Exactly." Simon chuckled in return, nodding his head slightly. "It'll leave everyone pissed off and annoyed for the rest of the year. And, I don't know about you, Little Miss Perfect, but I happen to enjoy pissing people off."

Allison exhaled with a nod. "So i've picked up on."

"I promised you that I wouldn't tell anyone about this summer." he gave her a knowing look. "Like I said in the post this morning, I never break a promise."

Allison cracked a minor grin, rocking on her heels with a nod. "Okay?"

Simon smiled. "Good okay or you hate me okay?"

"I have to go to class okay." she said in return with a minor smile, grasping the door handle before he grabbed her hand, spinning her back around to grasp her face, planting his lips onto hers. Allison grinned into the kiss, letting it linger before giving a push to his chest. "I really have to go now."

"See you in fourth." Simon said back, leaning on the cleaning supplies and bidding her a wiggle of his fingers for a wave.

An unknown number. No caller ID. Allison knew for a fact she'd turned her phone off, yet here it was, going off in the middle of Fourth. Ms.Avery looked over as Allison went to hurry and turn it off. "Really? The no phones sign is right at the door."

"I'm sorry, Ms.Avery. I promise I had it off." she swore, hitting the red button and holding down the power button.

"Hand it over. You can get it back after detention." she waved her hand her way.

"Detention?" Allison gapped in disbelief. "But, I have-"

"If you need to call your parents, you can do so in the front office." the older woman said, taking the phone as she walked toward the front of the class. "Now that all distractions are out of the way, let's get back to work."

Simon leaned forward, sat in the seat behind her. His hands placed on her rib cage. "You could just tell them you have to stay for after school tutorials."

Allison pulled his hands off her, turning back with an insane look. "What are you doing? People are around."

He shrugged. "Is that such a bad thing?"

"Yes." she answered with a look of disbelief. She turned back around immediately, sighing as he leaning back into his seat as well.

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kylie speaks

smh, i wish the fool was
alive longer then the first
episode.