Mia knocks lightly on the door and waits for someone to answer the door. Justin looks from Clay and at the door. "Are you...expecting someone?" Justin asks.

Clay nods his head, "Uh--yeah, Mia she...she doesn't have a place to stay right now." Clay says.

Justin raises his brows, "Wait--she's staying here? Your mom's going to kill you!" Justin exclaims as he gets up to answer the door.

"That's why she doesn't have to know." Clay states.

Justin opens the door and he looks at the blonde-haired girl carrying a duffel bag with a sheepish smile. "Hey." She says wiggling her fingers.

Justin notices her puffy red eyes, she's been crying. He steps aside, and she walks in. Mia turns to the beds and her eyes widen as she sees Clay sitting on the ground with everything splayed on the ground.

"Woah, did you and Ani have hardcore sex or something?" Mia questions with a quiet laugh.

Justin jabs his elbow into Mia's arm, she looks up at him. "What? It was a--"

She turns back to Clay and sees a betrayed look on his face. "Wait...you guys didn't actually have--"

"No. Of course not, Mia." Clay says looking at her.

"Oh...then what's with the solemn vibe, like I know there's a lot happening, but--"

"Did you know about Ani and Bryce?" Clay asks.

Mia scrunches her brows, "What about them?" She asks.

"They had sex." Clay answers her.

Mia's eyebrows shoot up and her neck cranes out with her head moving forward. "They had what now?" She asks.

"Sex, Mia. I'm sure you know--"

Mia mushes Justin in the face and he groans. "Real Mature..." He mumbles.

"Like what, like he...raped her or...like...sexy time?" She asks.

Justin groans, "Did you just say...sexy time?" He asks.

They ignore Justin's comment.

"Either. But...did you know?" Clay asks.

Mia rolls her eyes, "Uh--if I knew would I be asking you all these questions?" She asks, mimicking a deep voice. She sets her duffel bag down and walks over to her boyfriend and sits next to him.

"So...are you like what, jealous if they did have sex?" She asks.

"No, I just...it's...Bryce, how could she, after everything she knew about him." Clay says, trying to stay calm.

Mia inhales and nods her head, "Understandable, but then again...she just...saw the good in him..." Mia says looking at him.

"Or she was just horny." Mia shrugs her shoulders. Clay and Justin look at her with either confused and irritated expressions. Mia slightly raises her hands up. "Just trying to lighten the mood..." 

~          ~          ~          ~          ~          ~          ~          ~          ~          ~

Mia sits in the passenger seat with Justin in the back. Mia felt the anxiety vibrating off of him. "How can I go in there? Everyone thinks I'm a murderer." Clay states.

"If it makes you feel any better...the sheriff thinks you and I pulled a Bonnie and Clyde," Mia says.

Clay looks at her with furrows brows, "It doesn't..." He says.

Mia presses her lips together. "Also, Bonnie and Clyde were robbers. Not...people who were accused of murder." Clay says.

Mia knits her brows together and tilts her head up, thinking. "What? No! They killed like-- 4 civilians and 9 police officers." She states.

"They were believed to have killed them. Doesn't mean they actually did." Clay replies.

Mia rolls her eyes, "How can y--"

"Should we just skip or something?" Justin asks, trying to get the conversation back on track.

Clay and Mia stop talking and turn to Justin. They drop their debate and focus again. "That seems like not a good idea, right?" Clay looks to the back.

Mia rolls her head lazily to the side, looking at him. "You just gotta walk in there, and own it...well, not own the whole...murder thing, but own the truth and just...fuck everybody else," Mia says trying to make him feel better.

"It's the only way to walk back in there," Justin adds.

Mia looks back at the school and sighs. "I fucking hate school..."

Mia sits in her creative writing class when she feels a tap on her shoulder. She turns and a note is handed to her, she raises her brows. "Really? The third grade, again?" She whispers with a snort.

"Wasn't from me." The man says behind her.

Mia scoffs and opens the paper. Her eyes scan the note, her eyes widen, and she touches her stomach.

"What the hell?" She says loudly. Everyone looks at her, Ani stares at the girl as she sees her distressed state. Mia stands up and looks around. "Who the hell did this?" She asks, holding up the paper.

No one answers, "Mia, please--"

"You think this is funny?!" Mia shouts as she cuts the teacher off.

She runs her tongue over her teeth. "You all are disgusting..." She hisses, Mia crumbles the paper and throws it away, she walks out of the classroom. Ani looks around, the bell rings. Ani walks over to the trashcan and grabs the paper.

She opens it and her mouth slightly hangs open as she examines the picture of four dead bodies with gravestones over them, she reads the sickening words. Ani walks out of the class, trying to track down the Walker.