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I turned and looked at Mr. Samuel. He suddenly looked very pale.

"That's right I didn't" I say squeezing Gerard's hand tightly. "You do know something." I say and Mr. S shakes his head no.

"I'm sorry Elle I do not." He says clearly lying to me.

"He's obviously trying to hurt me-" I start to yell at him.

"No he's not..." Mr. Samuel sighs a little. "Elle, I'm not sure what's been going on, but believe me you have nothing to fear from Christopher Hunter, he would not hurt you. I promise you that." He says and I start to freak out.

"What the fuck does that mean?" I scream at him.

"It means you need to go back to class." He says folding his arms.

"Mr. Samuel what ever happened back then. You have to tell me." I insist.

"Its all in the past darling." He says and I sigh exasperated... "And sometimes the past is just better left as that... the past." He says holding his door open for us to leave. Motherfucker. That was it... that was all he was gonna tell me. I could fucking sit here and scream at him all day... and he still wouldn't tell me.

"You know what fuck you." I spat at him. "I'll fucking find out myself okay." I say storming out his office door.

"Elle please don't." He calls out as I tug Gerard across the guidance office. "Don't go looking in the past, no good will come from it." He calls out after us.

We got halfway down the hall and I started crying. I couldn't help it... It was just too much. I saw the girl's bathroom to the right of me and I pulled Gerard in with me.

"Wait Elle." He resisted a little but it was too late he was already in. There was no one in there... What the fuck were they gonna do suspend him? 

"Fuck Gerard...What am I gonna do?" I say sniffling a little.

"You mean what are we gonna do?" He says wiping my eyes a little.

I turn and face the mirror and run the sink water splashing a little on my face. "He fucking knows something, and he's not gonna tell me." I sigh and Gerard comes up behind me and wraps his arms around my waist. I looked at our reflection in the mirror. "You think I should go to the police?" I ask and Gerard looked at me... Well he was looking at my reflection in the mirror.

"Honestly Elle... no, not anymore." He says and I spin around totally startled.

"But you said." I start to say and he holds his finger up to my lip and shushes me. 

"I know what I said." He says lowering his voice down. "But did you see how he made a big point of telling you not to call the police?" He asks and I nod. "Why do you think that is Elle?" He asks and I shrug.

"I don't know... it doesn't make any sense..." I say thinking a little.

"I think he was scared that getting the police involved would make it worse." Gerard says plainly.

"I don't understand how." I say and Gerard pulls me close to him.

"Sometimes it just does...trust me okay." He says and I sigh. "Honestly Elle. I kind of believed him when he said that he knows he wouldn't hurt you." Gerard says and I frown.

"What?" I laugh a little.

"Well you were right, the things were nice." Gerard says and now I'm sure I'm in an alternate universe.

"Nice?" I repeat back.

"Yeah I mean I actually think I kinda like this guy...fucking slashing his tires.." He mumbles.

"Gerard you can not be serious." I say and he smiles.

"I mean maybe this Christopher Hunter guy is your father you know...He's just trying to look out for you, it wasn't husband-y it was father-ly." He says and I shake my head.

"That's fucking sick Gerard." I scoff at him. "Sorry that he didn't see me dance?"  I say a little disgusted.

"Maybe he didn't mean it like that... maybe it was sarcastic." He says and I frown. "Maybe if Bob didn't fucking pull you off that stage he would have." Gerard says and I think about it. Fuck. My mind is spinning... I cant even focus now...

"No Lia and Crystal said that the guy was like 20 with a cross tattoo. My dad can not be 20 years old." I say getting a little frustrated.

"Lia and Crystal don't always know what they're talking about." Gerard tells me harshly. "Come on I'll bring you to gym class okay." he says and I nod.

Gerard walked me to gym class, it had already started. I was late. Coach Marcia wouldn't let me change. She was running class again today which meant 4 laps around the field. She said I could do it in my 'street clothes.' Maybe she didn't notice my two inch heeled boots. Maybe she did and she's just a bitch...

"I swear this is my least favorite class." I say as Bob and I start walking slowly.

"Why?" He asks.

"Why?" I laugh sarcastically. "Are you fucking kidding me?" I say and he smiles.

"Aw its not too bad." He says and I roll my eyes. "And it is the only class we have together, if it wasn't for this I'd never get to spend anytime alone with you." He says and I sigh.

"Yeah I guess so." I say and I look over at him and he looks away.

I started telling him about what happened with Mr. S. Apparently Gerard told him about the jelly donut incident already. I filled him in on what just happened. He just listened. Said he didn't know if Gerard was right... that he'd talk to him and that maybe we should do anything until I find out what Pete comes up with... I hesitantly agreed... The I told him how I wanted him and Laura to get together and how she thought he was Ray and he snickered a little. 

Apparently he already got himself a date for the dance. Some girl named Julia. She goes to St. Marys. He was real vague about where he met her or what she was like. Fuck... I've gotta remember to ask Laura about her... make sure she's good enough for my Bobby.

After class Bob walked with me back to my locker. Gerard was there. So was Ray and Laura. They were all talking.

Trying to figure out who was gonna  go where. Apparently Gerard had to go pick up his car from the shop and Ray had to go home and do something for his mom. I wanted to go with Laura to her dad's dealership. Gerard did not want me going alone. I told him I wasn't going to be alone, I was going to be with Laura but I guess she wasn't good enough cause some how it ended up being me, Laura and Bob going to see her dad. We went in Bob's car. Laura doesn't have a car which is funny cause her dads a car salesman but whatever...

Gerard was gonna go do whatever it was he was gonna do and meet up with us at the mall at 6 o'clock. We were gonna eat there since my going to the supermarket was not gonna happen. Not today at least...

When we get there, Laura introduces us to her dad and right away I see the truck I want. It was a huge black pick up truck. With these floodlights up top and big ass wheels. Bob tried to talk me out it. Said it was a mans truck. What the fuck does that mean? Girls cant drive trucks? Mr. Halverson said he'd sell it to me if I could climb up into it with out help. Which I did...

So after like two hours a ton of paperwork I was the proud owner of Chico. That's what I named the truck, despite Bob's objections.

We were on our way to the mall. Laura and I in Chico and Bob was following behind in his car. Laura was telling me about how Ray asked her to the dance.

"...and it was just so cute him standing there all nervous. Kept dancing around it... I mean I was gonna say yes, but it was like fucking ask me already!" She laughs.  "And I'm actually kinda surprised he asked me you know?" She says as we slow down. There was so much fucking traffic ahead... We were barely moving now...

"Why?" I ask her and she shrugs.

"I don't know. He doesn't seem the forward type." She says and I laugh.

"Yeah but he knew you liked him so..." I say and she frowns.

"How would he know I liked him?" She says and I look away guiltily.

"You told him I liked him!" She yells a little.

"No I told him you liked Bob." I defend myself. "But you thought he was Bob so ... I guess I did." I add softly. "But I'm glad it worked out...I'm really happy for you guys." I say and she leans back a little and looks out the window. "You make a cute couple." I tell her and she smiles. "Just don't have kids okay?" I say and she makes a face.

"What?" She laughs a little confused.

"I mean between your poofy hair and his afro... fuck knows what your kids will look like!" I say and she laughs.

"Probably end up being little hairballs, looking like something my cat threw up." She says and I laugh. Fuck I like this chick... "You know I always thought my ideal guy would be tall dark and handsome... Not tall dark and fluffy." She says and I smile.

"Yeah I never bought into that tall dark and handsome crap..." I sigh a little. "My 'dream date' when I was little would always be the same- tall, dirty blonde hair, blue eyes, big strong arms." I sigh a little.

"And a lip ring?" Laura asks raising her eyebrow at me.

"What?" I laugh.

"You're describing Bob!" She shrieks.

"I am not!" I protest. I could feel my cheeks getting flushed. I shook my head a little. "That fucking describes half the guys in our school... including Paul, and look how fucking wrong I was about him let me tell you." I say trying to change the subject...

"Whatever Elle..." She laughed a little. "So you were gonna try to fix me up with your husband?" She says and I nod.

"Yeah what's wrong with that?" I ask her and she smiled a little wider.

"Nothing... I'm sure lots of wives set their husbands up." She teases me. I roll my eyes a little as we slowly inch forward.

"I'm sorry okay!" I tell her and she shakes her head a little. "I really thought that you liked Bob and he liked you." I tell her.

"Why would you think that?" She screeches a little.

"Cause I kinda saw him checking you out when I introduced you." I say and she starts cracking up laughing. "What?" I say. "You didn't notice?" I ask as she continues to laugh.

"Aw Elle." She says catching her breath a little. "I don't know how to tell you this but your husband is a dog." She says and I smile.

"Stop." I tell her and she starts to laugh again.

"Yeah I saw him checking me out and then I saw him checking out a girl in a short skirt as he walked me to my locker and then as Ray helped me open it, I saw your husband checking out yet another girl in tight jeans that was bending over and then-"

I cut her off. "Bullshit!" I yell.

'I'm sorry its true!" She says laughing a little. "You never noticed?" She says and I shook my head no. "He's a fucking dog... he's got that wandering eye..." She says waving her hand a little.

I just kept shaking my head no... "Not my Bobby..." I say softly and she smiles.

"Yes your Bobby." She teases me a little. "I cant believe you never noticed it." She says and I shrug. "How could you not notice it...fucking plenty of sluts walking around that school for him to gawk at... didn't see that at St Marys." She says and I suddenly remember.

"Oh yeah Bob says he's got a date for the dance some chick named Julia Ree-"

"Julia Reechy?" Laura interrupts and I nod. She chuckles a little.

"What no good?" I say a little nervously.

"She's all right... kinda flaky though." She says.

"Flaky?" I repeat.

"Yeah you know the kinda girl whose IQ and bra size are the same number" She laughs. "Not exactly the kinda girl you'd get serious with" She says and I frown.

"Then what the hell is Bob gonna do with her?" I ask stupidly. Why would Bob want to have a relationship with a bimbo?

"You're kidding!" She says giving me a funny look. I looked at her blankly. "Okay Elle." She says talking to me like a child. "When a man and a woman really really love each other..." She starts and I reach over and punch her arm.

"Shut the fuck up." I tell her.

"Well what the fuck do you think he's gonna do with her?" She laughs.

"She just doesn't sound like his type." I say a little roughly.

I'm telling you Elle.. Julia's more or less your standard one-nightstand kind of girl. I doubt Bob will ever see her again after Friday." She snickers and I frown. "Aw don't worry about it so much." She tells me.

"Well what does she look like?" I ask and Laura sighs a little.

"I don't know...She umm... she actually looks kinda like you." Laura says and I laugh.

"Then I don't think we're talking about the same Julia."  I say and she nods.

"Yeah dark hair, small waist, big top, real short." She says looking me over.

"Are you sure?" I ask and she nods insistently. "Cause that's not Bobs type." I say and she scoffs a little. 'Seriously" I tell her. "Bob doesn't like curvy girls like that, that are kind of top heavy, that's not his type." I say and she rolls her eyes.

"Elle big breasted girls are every guys type." She tells me as we pull into the malls lot.

"No you're wrong." I tell her and she sighs a little. "There's no way Julia's his 'dream girl.' " I say and she laughs.

"Who says she was?" She says and I shrug.

"Well then why would he go out with her?" I say and she shakes her head a little.

"Didn't we just go over this before? When a man and a woman-" She starts again and I reach over to punch her but she jumped back a little.

"Bob is not going to be fucking around with some slut!" I yell at her.

"Are you jealous? She asks me gasping a little.

"No!" I insist. "I just want him to be happy, find someone to be with. Something more than just a one nightstand." I tell her and she just looked at me. "What?" I say a little louder than I intended to. "He's my best friend I want him to be happy." I say and she shrugs.

"Whatever you say." She says getting out of the truck. What was that suppose to mean? Is it wrong for me to want Bob to be happy like me and Gerard are?

Bob had kinda parked behind us. He was getting out to. I walked right up to him too and asked him if he was serious about this Julia chick. He said I was nuts. That it was just one date. That he wasn't looking for a serious relationship and if he found someone he thought he might want to go out with long term he'd let me know.

I said that that was only fair seeing as how I was his wife and all...

I grabbed Bobs arm in mine and started pulling him into the mall.

"Come on Bob you can watch me try on dresses!" I say pretending to be excited.

"Aw come on." He grumbles, resisting a little.

"No, Gerard said you have to watch me." I say and Laura laughs a little as we go into the dress shop. She hold up a black mini dress that would make whore blush.

"Here you go Elle." She laughs and I smile. Fucking Laura... I really do like her...

"Well, If I have to... I have to..." Bob chuckles and I smack his arm.

"I'm not wearing that!" I laugh taking it from Laura and hanging it back on the rack. Fuck everything in this store was slutty. What is this sluts-r-us?

Bob was kinda following me around. I was piling up dresses in his arms. The more Laura and I put the more pissed he got.

"Elle, you guys are not really gonna try on all this crap are ya?" He grumbles at me.

"We sure are Bob and your gonna watch." I say and he frowns.

"Elle." Laura calls my name. I heard her but I couldn't see her over the racks... I glanced back at Bob...I thought I saw him smile at me out of the corner of my eye... but fuck I'm probably wrong...