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I quickly stood up and just stared at him. He looked much older. More like a man versus a boy just barely becoming a man. He was handsome…extremely handsome, with dirty blond hair and striking blue eyes that would make any girl shake.

"Wha-what are you doing here?! You moved!"

He chuckled, "Well, my family moved back here just a few days ago and I was reenrolled. Today was my first day. I was hoping to run into you though." He smiled dashingly.

"Well I do not want to run into you!" I said turning around.

Greg and Violet stood there and both whispered at the same time, "Holy shit. He's back."

I quickly grabbed their arms and dragged them back down the hallway. "We're going out a different exit." I stated angrily.

The emotional tidal waves crashing in my head at that moment were almost unbearable.

Granted I hated Andrew with a burning passion, but just suddenly seeing him like that just was too much for me. I loved the guy back when I was a stupid little girl. I still loved him even after he hurt me more than any person ever had in my life, but over the years I had tried to replace that love for hatred, and I thought it was successful, but now my resolve was shaking.

As I was speed walking my eyes began welling up with tears and I ended up bumping into someone's shoulder. I quickly apologized and continued out of the school with Violet and Greg in tow.

"Beth slow down!" Violet called after me.

I quickly came to a halt and my shoulders were shaking I was so overwhelmed. "Beth are you okay?" Greg asked my quietly.

"He's here. He's back."

"Yes, but he's not going to hurt you this time! You're smarter now. You can see through him."

"How?! Thinking back I can barely see through his lies still." I said as a tear slipped down my cheek.

My heart was racing and the memories were making my head pound. It was too much to take and I felt myself becoming dizzy. I stumbled back a little and they grabbed me.

"Beth calm down! It's not the end of the world that he's going to school here. Just avoid him!"

"What if I can't?" I whispered.

"We'll help you." They said sternly.

I hugged them both and they took me home and stayed with me until around eleven at night when I passed out.

I woke up groggily in the morning and quickly got ready because looking at the time I only had about five minutes.

I quickly slipped on some tan pants and a loose black sweater with some ballet flats and rushed out the door because Greg was already honking at me.

I ran downstairs and said goodbye to my brother who was tiredly munching on some cereal before he took off for school.

I jumped in the car and smiled at the two of them and they gave me awkward smiles back.

"So how are you feeling?" Violet asked as Greg began driving.

Just with that little question everything from the day before came rushing back and I felt my heart beginning to race.

"I-I'm fine." I stuttered.

"We're going to make sure he doesn't get near you today, alright?"

"O-okay." I nodded.

I needed to stop this whole scared little girl thing. The entire way to school I told myself everything would be okay and he wouldn't get the chance to hurt me again.

I somewhat calmed myself down and felt a little bit better.

As I got out of Greg's car I held my head high and smiled.

We walked into the school and began our day.

Throughout the day I saw Andrew twice and he went to talk to me, but Violet and Greg were quickly on the defense.

Everything was going fine…until fourth period.

Greg and Violet weren't there, but Andrew was. It was my drama class and no one actually did anything. The teacher kind of just let us do what we want and would every once in a while give us a small assignment to not actually do.

I walked into the theater and sat in my designated chair and began reading a book I needed for my English class.

I talked to a few people in the class, but I didn't really have any friends, so I was pretty startled when the chair next to me moved and someone sat down.

I looked up and I could feel my face turn pale.

"I was hoping we'd have a class together. Your bodyguards were making it increasingly difficult to talk to you." Andrew smiled.

"There's a reason for that." I mumbled.

"And what's that?"

"I don't want to talk to you."

I grabbed my bag and stood up quickly, but his hand whipped out and grabbed my wrist. "Beth, just give me a minute. Let me talk."

"You had plenty of chances. I don't want to talk to you."

"Please!"

I ripped my wrist out of his grasp. "Leave me alone."

"Beth I'm sorry for what happened." He said quietly. "I was a stupid kid and you didn't deserve that."

I turned back to him, "Andrew, take your apology and shove it. How to you expect me to actually believe anything that comes out of your mouth?"

"It's been three years Beth."

"Yes, and I still can't forget, so you don't deserve to be forgiven."

He sighed, "I shouldn't have hurt you like that. Please forgive me."

"No."

"Fine, I'll win you back." He smirked.

I stared at him dumfounded. "How do you plan to do that?"

"Like the bastard you think I am."

"I don't understand what that means?"

"Good." His smirk continued to play on his lips and taunt me.

"Good Lord, leave me alone you nasty human being." I said rolling my eyes.

I sat down far away from him, but I felt his eyes on me the whole class period.

What he did was unforgiveable. Lying to me like that, using me like that, and just leaving me. He deserved to suffer for what he did.

Finally class ended and I stood up quickly. I almost made it out of there without him catching me, but as I walked out I felt someone walking next to me and I looked up to see that arrogant smirking mouth I knew too well.

"Leave me alone Andrew." I mumbled.

"I want to know more about you though."

"You know enough."

Andrew chuckled and stepped in front of me. I stopped quickly and growled, but was suddenly caught off guard when he leaned down and his face was just an inch away. "I know more about you than anyone don't I? More than even your two dear friends."

I could smell his cologne emanating off his body and my legs began quivering. This was getting to be too much. His face was too close, and his smell was too strong. He needed to get away from me.

"Andrew, how many times do I need to tell you to leave me alone?!" I screamed in his face.

Suddenly I felt a presence behind me, "Hey man, just leave her alone."

I stiffened at the sound of his voice. I looked back and sure enough I was stuck between the two worst people in the world.

"Forrester I can handle it." I growled.

"Well you're attracting the attention of everyone in the hallway and disrupting me, so either handle it quieter or accept my help." He shot back.

I glared at him, "How about you both leave me alone. There! Problem solved!" I shoved as hard as I could past the two of them and walked to the classroom.

I sat down in a huff and looked back at Greg and with an annoyed face.

"What happened?" He asked.

"Andrew is in my fourth period."

"Ouch…well…looks like you have more problems ahead." He said nodding to the door.

I turned around and nearly shrieked.

An annoyed Forrester walked in as per usual, and then behind him entered a smug Andrew.

He looked directly at me and smirked before walking over to the teacher.

The seat next to me moved and a very uninterested Forrester sat down. "So who is that guy?" He asked.

"An idiot."

"You obviously know him from before, so who is he?"

"Just someone from my freshman year of high school, okay?"

"Ex?"

"Yes."

"Obviously it was not a clean breakup."

"It's more complicated than that."

"Isn't it always. What'd he do? Flirt with another girl? Disobey your orders?"

I glared at him, "I know you like to irritate and annoy me, but just keep in mind you're playing with fire when it comes to this. You don't know what happened, and you have no right to judge me."

His eyes widened and he nodded, "Wow, he must have done something really bad."

"You don't even know the half of it." I mumbled.

And he didn't. No one really understood how much he hurt me. Violet and Greg at least know what happened, and know how to empathize, but they've never had to deal with it themselves and I can say it is so much worse.

I sighed to myself and let my memories take me away through class.

It was freshman year and I was a little nervous, but I was happy I had classes with Violet and Greg in one though they weren't with me and I was alone.

The first day we had to get partners to do a little speaking exercise since it was in Spanish class.

This kid next to me introduced himself quickly, "I'm Andrew. Mind being my partner?"

I was taken aback and his smile was so sweet I couldn't help, but nod yes quickly. He was really cute too. He had long blond hair and big blue eyes with a straight nose and adorable smile. He was definitely the cutest one in the class, and I was very happy he asked me to be partners.

For a few weeks we were partners and talked all the time. Eventually he finally asked me out and we were the cutest couple in ninth grade. He was my perfect prince charming and I had never felt so lucky.

Over the school year he was so sweet and basically the perfect gentlemanly boyfriend, finally summer approached and I had all these romantic ideas floating through my head, but a week into break he told me he was going to be gone for most of it because his family was going over to Europe for a once in a lifetime trip.

He apologized like crazy and promised to write and call me as much as he could, and he did.

Almost every night without fail I got a call and I would get postcards periodically.

Finally a week before school he was back and I was the happiest little girl in town. Something about him was different though. Instead of the sweet boy I was dating he seemed smug and indifferent, but he was still kind to me.

Suddenly though whenever we had a chance to be alone he was slightly touchier and one night in particular just days before school we were both alone at my house watching a movie.

I was slightly nervous when I was alone with him, but he always made me feel more comfortable.

That night though he sweet-talked and charmed me into having sex with him. I did, and at the time I thought it was my sweet boyfriend wanting to be with me in the long run.

Once everything was said and done though he quickly got out of the bed and began dressing.

"What are you doing?" I asked, confused by his actions.

"I'm leaving." He said with a little laugh.

"Why?!"

"We're done here. I got what I want." He just shrugged and slipped his shirt on. Remembering his words sent a sting through my chest, but I continued to remember the events.

"What do you mean?!"

He smiled condescendingly to me, "Beth, I'm moving in two days, this entire summer in being away I've realized some things, one in particular is I want what I want." He shrugged. "I got what I wanted from you and now we're done." He began leaving, "Oh and by the way, I left at the beginning of the summer a virgin, but came back well educated on the matter, if you catch my drift." He winked at me and then swiftly exited my room.

Suddenly I heard something break and it snapped me out of that awful memory and I looked up realizing I was in class.

I looked down at my hand and saw two halves of a pencil realized I'd just ruined my last one and sighed. Suddenly a hand slid another pencil over to my side of the desk. I looked up and Forrester never removed his eyes from the teacher, but I took the pencil and whispered, "Thank you." Quietly. He didn't respond, but I really hadn't expected him to.

I decided that having Andrew around more often was going to be harder than I had imagined. I never even thought he'd come back in the first place…let alone harass me so much.

Class ended finally and Greg was quickly at my side, "Are you okay?" He asked.

I looked at the door as Forrester left swiftly and I noticed that right before he went through the door he briefly looked back and made eye contact with me, but it was just for a moment.

"I'm fine, just a lot of thoughts." I said giving him a pathetic smile.

"Well, don't think too much, that may not be a good idea right now."

I nodded and looked over Greg's shoulder and saw Andrew packing his things. He also looked over at me, but his eyes were surprisingly full of sadness, then he quickly walked out of the classroom without even messing with me.

"Let's go meet up with Violet and get something to eat." He said smiling, "It'll definitely make you feel better."

"Ugh yes! Food will always unstress me!" I said with a genuine grin. That's one way to get to my heart, buy me food…all the time…

"Let's go get you a burger." He chuckled.

We both left the classroom and as we walked out I caught sight of Forrester and Gina. He was smiling all big and goofily with her giggling and hanging on him. I just rolled my eyes, but suddenly caught myself.

'Why did I feel the need to do that? Was I annoyed at the sight? But why?' Questions were rolling through my head and the utter and complete confusion was setting in.

"Are you alright Beth?" Violet asked me. I hadn't even noticed that she was there.

"Oh! I'm fine!" I replied quickly.

"I know you must be really stressed out, but please stay relaxed. Don't think too much about what's going on." She said kindly.

I nodded and smiled, "Yes, I'll try my best."

And I really wanted to, but let's be honest…keeping certain thoughts and feelings out of a girl's head is almost impossible and if those thoughts and feelings should bring stress, there's not much one can do about it.