Where Would I Go?

Returning-- Chapt. 1

     Jan shook her head, stopping behind a building. "He can't be..." She murmured almost as if she was heart broken. "This was why you guys were pissed," she elaborated to herself.

     "We told him not too, that it wasn't right and that he'd get hurt" Justice simply sighed.

     Across the yard was the jock, who in all honesty was really a big nerd trying to fit in, sitting with the last person anyone in the school would expect. Not only was she the most popular girl in school, she had 'been there and done that', or those were her last words to him the second time they dated. Countless times everyone knew he had been broken by her and countless times they've had to see him get back with her, generally him crawling back.

     "Dumb blond!" January spat angrily, clenching her fists together. "What good will she do him! Does he not learn, ever" her breathing had accelerated, she wanted to go over there, to slap him in front of the monstrosity of a bitch. Sam grabbed her shoulders but she slammed him away.

     "Jan, you know it makes him happy" Scarlett defended.

     "I suppose you're right," January laughed sarcastically. "Not coming out of his damn room for a week is a marvelous sensation, I must learn how he does it! Hah! He wants to get hurt fine, but I'm not going to be the one to drag him out of his room for now the ninth time," she stormed away, though Sam had continued to follow her.

     "So you've been counting?" He laughed.

     "Well, that tends to happen when you care to much about someone's well being, my apologies" She snorted in frustration, pulling to a stop and crossing her arms.

     "That's not a bad thing," Sam rested a hand on her shoulder. "There is no possible way to care too much, at least for you,"

     "Then I have a serious problem," She remarked, beginning to stride so fast that Sam had to jog to catch up.

     "There is nothing wrong with you, but something seriously wrong with him. Doesn't he know by now who cares about him and who doesn't? I mean, he hangs out with that girl, for long stretches of time no doubt, leaving us all for about a week and then returning, I'm sorry you tolerate him personally..." Sam pulled her to a stop and hugged her.

     "What do you mean, 'I'm sorry you tolerate him'?" January demanded.

     "You're the linchpin, you keep us together, your the one who says we are going to be life long friends. You put out fires in every ones life. Think about it, if you didn't like him, he wouldn't hang out with us anymore, right?"

     Jan sighed and looked back at the worried group of girls she had left, all staring intently at her. "I love you all, including him. Your my family, and thus far, you've shown me the same love... Be it in your own ways. I only pray some day he'll get over himself"

     "He will" Sam laughed, "Now come on, I think we have to get to class"

     "I have the week off, Sam. My mom told me I didn't have to go to school but I could come stalk you guys at lunch" She ruffled her hand through his black hair. "Text me later, maybe we can even hang out but... Don't bring Tim," He nodded in understanding, patting her shoulder before running off to his next class.

     January didn't know why she didn't leave to go back home. The small town pleased her, and sitting in her favorite spot on campus seemed like where she needed to be. She contemplated the chance of seeing Timothy after school, but calculating that far into a situation on how to kill him wouldn't' help her situation. Today there was only one period left in the day for them. The minutes began dwindling and nothing really made sense to her, not how fast the bell rang or how the first person she saw was Timothy running from the building and looking everywhere for someone.

     When he spotted January, he ran over instantly, she wanted no part of him, turning away instantly. "Jan, you're back!" he cheered.

     "Oh, yeah, I'm back alright" she grumbled. Clearly no one had told him about her seeing him with his new girlfriend.

     "You want to go down town or something?" He still seemed utterly thrilled that she had returned, causing her to laugh.

      "Don't you have plans with Trinity?" She asked, a snarky ring spreading through her words. His eyes darkened and he opened his mouth to defend, but as the anger bubbled to the surface she just started laughing. Scarlett was the next person over, seeing the situation and trying to drag January away before things escalated. "Oh yeah, I know" She fought the pulling. "Go suck up to her all over again, I know" Then finally she gave in and let Scar lead her away.

      "You're acting like he cheated on you!" Scar hissed lowly.

     January took a deep breath, stowing away her anger for the time being, heaven knows she take it out at the gym later that day or tomorrow. She did have the week off. Maybe even the punching bag hanging in her room that saw so little fight. "I'm acting like a person who cares enough and doesn't want to see the pain all over again, don't you remember anything from the last time?"

     "I blocked it out" Scar stated reluctantly. "None of us like it, in fact you were the first of us to talk to him about it, he avoids us. He went and found you though Jan, so obviously he cares about you!"

     Soon enough she realized they weren't alone, but the person standing behind Scarlett wasn't one that she knew the name or face of yet. January recognized some details that told her who it was though. The girl who seemed to gravitate towards this group. Jan snarled unpleasentries under her breath and pulled out of Scar's death hold on her wrist.

     "Hey, I don't think we met yet," the new girl cheered bubbly. "I'm new here, is everythin--"

      "I don't think now is a----" Scar started but Jan grabbed the girls out stretched hand and shook it.

      "I'm January, I see you've met all my friends already" The girl stared into January's eyes and saw the rage being crammed into a bow that was way to small to hold all the anger.

      "I'm Solara" was all she said, almost in fear.