"Good evening" I answered, with a fake smile. I slid into the leather seats and inhaled the new car smell.

"Good evening Mrs. Montgomery" I heard Mr. Williams say to my mother.

"Good evening Mr. Williams" she said, sliding into the seat next to me. She placed her hand on my lap and smiled. To any outsider it would seem like a motherly gesture, but I knew it was a warning.

I smiled at her, showing her that I understood. There would be no incidents tonight, everything would go perfectly.

"So I hear you're a straight A student" Mr. Williams said, raising his eyebrows.

"Yes sir" I answered, with a smile.

"And what is your GPA again Ms. Montgomery?"

"Please, call me Alice. And it's a 5.0."

He raised his eyebrows. "That's very impressive Alice, I'm sure my friends at Julliard would be very impressed as well."

I smiled, my hopes soaring. He had the one thing I needed, a key to a place far from here, as far away from my mother as I could get.

"Thank you" I said, politely. I was careful not to let any emotions show on my face, for I had learned that people take advantage of them pretty quickly.

"You must be so proud Mrs. Montgomery" Mr. Williams said, as the limo stopped.

"I'm sorry, I'll find out what's going on" Mr. Williams said, stepping out of the car. He shut the door behind him.

"What was that" mom hissed, as soon as the door clicked shut.

"What" I asked, going through the last few minutes. I thought everything had gone well.

"Call me Alice? No. That's improper. He is to call you Ms. Montgomery. Well, now you've screwed that up. Watch your tongue Alice; I wouldn't be surprised if it gets you into more trouble tonight."

I looked out the window to keep her from seeing my tears. Tears only give her fuel, and her fire was already burning strong enough.

 "I apologize ladies, it seems as though we have an unexpected guest" Mr. Williams said, sliding back in. He adjusted his tie nervously.

A boy climbed in. He was wearing a pair of jeans and a shirt that made his muscles stand out. He smiled at me, his teeth blazing white. He looked like a male model, possibly Hollister bag worthy.

"Jake" he said, extending his hand towards me. "Jake Williams."

I shook his hand with a smile. "Alice Montgomery."

Jake shook mom's hand as well.

I knew the question that was on mom's mind as well, but I didn't dare ask Mr. Williams. I didn't want another lecture from mom.

"Where are we going" Jake asked Mr. Williams, pulling an iPhone out of his pocket.

"We are headed to a dance competition. It's invite-only. Rebecca Mercer put the whole thing together before she passed."

"I met her, didn't I?"

"Yes, we met her at the banquet in Sweden."

Jake nodded, immersed in his iPhone. "She was the chick that wore the purity ring." He looked up me with a smile. "Every time I'd come within ten feet of her, she'd casually hold up that hand with the purity ring, as if she was waving me off."

I laughed. "Becca hated to be tempted by any cute boys, so she'd just ward them off with that ring."

"You knew her" Jake asked, as he furiously typed on his phone.

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