He nodded, understanding. 

Me "They are talking about me. gossiping. i can hear it"

Jackson asked worried "Do you want me to come with you to the funeral?"

I sighed "i would love to but my parents forbid Allison to see her boyfriend and i don't want the same happening to me"

Jackson nodded "ok"

I dropped my head, annoyed  "This is getting annoying"

Jackson raised an eyebrow "what?"

Me "I get it, my aunt's a psycho bitch that died. Now could everybody go back to their normal lifes?"

Jackson turned to the starring people, shouting "mess with her and you answer to me!"

They all looked away.

I breathed out relieved "thanks"

He kissed me "you're welcome"



At the lockers.

Allison and i opened our lockers to take our dresses out.

 I don't even wanna got to the funeral.

A note fell out of Allison's locker.

She picked it up and smiled.

I grabbed it and read it "'because i love you'."

Then I looked around and saw Scott peeking around the corner looking at us.

Me "That's disgusting. I'm jealous"

She giggled a little.

Then she took the note back and closed her locker.

Suddenly a guy next to us spoke up. 

I think his name was Matt.

Matt "nice dresses"

Allison nodded "nice camera"

Then we heard two girls talking about us.

Marissa "Today is their aunt's funeral"

Jenna  "You mean the psychotic bitch who killed all those people?"

Marissa "Yeah, i sit in chemistry next to Allison"

Jenna "omg, then find another seat"

Marissa "I honestly don't know what Jackson sees in Corina. I mean her aunt was a psychotic bitch and killer. He could do so much better"

I growled when i saw tears in Allison's eyes. 

Then i slammed my locker door shut and the girls looked at me surprised. 

Me "what was that? couldn't quite hear you talking shit about us!"

The girls quickly rushed away. 

Allison walked away but suddenly was pulled into a classroom. 

Probably by Scott.

I walked down the hall till i got pushed into a classroom.

Jackson. 

He eyed me "What's wrong?"

Me "Why do people have to talk about my life? It's none of their business if my aunt was a killer nor is it their business what is going on between us"

Jackson raised an eyebrow "people were talking about us?"

I nodded "Marissa and Jenna. They were wondering what you see in me"

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