"Alright, I will ask first. Jared have you ever hurt anyone in this group of people?" Kevin asked.
"What happened to no mean questions?" I interjected. "It is considered rude if you are assuming straight from the start that Jared would hurt people."
"It's alright Rachel. To answer your question Kevin no I have not," Jared answered calmly.
"What happened to honesty?" James growled.
"I am being honest," Jared defended.
"Don't jump to conclusions. Jared your turn to ask someone," I said.
"Alright. Zack, what is your favorite color?" Jared asked.
"Green. Rachel when you had your car crash, what car was it?" Zack answered through gritted teeth.
"It was a silver SUV. Kevin, who is your favorite superhero?" I asked. I had no idea why they were asking these questions.
" Batman. Jared, what car do you drive? " Kevin grumbled.
"I drive a black civic. Wait did you guys think I tried to hurt Rachel?" Jared said.
"We certainly have a reason to believe that," James muttered.
"What? You guys are delusional. Jared doesn't even drive the car that crashed into me. Second, he didn't even know the accident happened. What proof do you have that he did it?" I said incredulously. It was an absurd though. Jared trying to kill me via car crash? Nope.
"He could have borrowed someone else's car. Or gotten someone else to do it," Kevin grumbled.
"The initials on the text Jared. You don't think it's strange that they match up?" Zack asked.
" Text? " Jared trailed off.
"Here this one," I said. I pulled out my phone and found the text signed GG.
" I don't recognize the text, or the number it was sent from, " Jared said.
"Alright. Consider this. You saw us at the diner, Rios. You talked to Rachel. Right after the crash you show up our school and you are with Rachel again," James pointed out.
"I transferred schools, and Rachel is nice so why wouldn't I talk to her?" Jared replied.
" you guys are crazy. I am not going to believe you for a second until you pull up some hard proof, " I said. I heard some mutterings saying 'we can't tell her. Charlie will kill us.'
"Fine you want proof he is connected to this GG? Jared show her your shoulder," Keith ordered. Jared obliges and pulled his sleeve up. I won't lie, his biceps looked great, but it wasn't the time to ogle at them.
"So I have a tattoo," Jared said. I looked and an intricate black snake was drawn with dozens of tiny G' s as its scales.
"So he has a tattoo with a snake that has the letter B as the scales. I don't see the proof. I am leaving until you get more solid proof. Jared, so you mind driving me?" I said standing.
" Sure thing, " Jared answered. We stood up and walked out of the library. "Where are we going?"
"To the hospital. I think my brother will like you."
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The Tutor and the Bad Boys
Teen Fiction*THERE IS A RE-WRITE THAT IS BEING UPDATED. I SUGGEST YOU READ THAT.* Rachel Giles led the life of a normal nerd. She got good grades, and was a wallflower that no one even knew existed. Kevin Garnett. The school's infamous bad boy. He wasnt popular...
