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Bell was so relieved when the last bell of the day rang, releasing her from within the walls of Hillcrest High. She hadn't seen Jason at all today(thank god.) But Brad on the other hand had been around all day, clinging to her like a desperate boyfriend. She tried avoiding him as much as possible, but it was freaking hopeless and to make matters worst she was starting to believe maybe he really didn't remember trying to rape her.

Bell stuffed her books into her locker, not really caring wether she had homework or not. ''Bell...my lil lady.'' He practically apeared out of no where. ''Brad.'' Bell smiled weakly, she still got the shivers every time he touch her. ''I was on my way to Burger Palace, would you like to join me?'' He asked. Bell closed her eyes, afraid he might notice the frustration building in her. The thought of climbing into that white mustang with him again made her feel sick.

''I can't.'' she said finally. ''I...so have a paper due in the morning.'' Brad narrowed his eyes. ''For which class?'' he asked. ''Oh shit.'' she thought. She hadn't expected this. ''Uhhh...Mr. Baker.'' she said finally. Mr. Baker was an AP English teacher, no way little brain Brad had this class. Brad shurgged. ''Well if you ever get hungry...you know where I'll be.'' Then he turned and casually strolled away. Bell filled with rage. It was one thing for him to try to rape her, but it was utterly disgusting for him not to even remember and then try to take her to Burger Palace.

Bell looked calmly at her watch. ''Fuck...4:15.'' She'd missed the bus. She looked around and noticed how empty the halls were. This was all Brad's fault and now she'd be walking home.

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Thank god she'd decided to bring her jacket. Yesterdays warm air was crispy and lightly breezey today. The road was mostly deserted, except for an unexpected car that trottled through every now and then. Bell decided if she kept at her semi-walking semi-jogging pace, she'd be home in less than 45 minutes. HONK! HONK!

The loud horn spooked her; she hadn't even heard the tires against the gravel. She turned and her tounge caught in her throught. A white mustang slowly accelerated right towards her. The driver window rolled down. Brad stuck his head out of the window. ''Hi Bell.'' he said, driving slowly next to her as she quickened her pace. ''So you need a ride?'' he asked. Bell shook her head, now running at full speed. ''Don't be like that baby.'' he said. Bell turned to look at him. He smiled, no it seemed he was almost grinning.

''You know Bell...'' he began. ''...it's not your fragile mind that gets me. It's the fact that you thought I'd forgotten all about Saturday night. I thought you knew me better than that, but I guess not.'' At that moment Bell felt her legs tearing through the rough road. Brad only applied a little pressure to the gas and easily kept pase. Bell started to scream at the top of her lungs, but she knew that it would only be a miracle if someone heard her.

Brad opened his door, hitting Bell behing her legs. She stumbled to the ground. She lay there thinking. She could run, but he'd only catch her. She could fight, but he'd easily win. She heard him slam on the brakes and then the double click of the door opening. Before she knew it, he was standing right over her. ''I've always wanted you Bell and today I'm going to get you.'' He said, grinning humorusly. Bell tried to scream, but within seconds his hand was over her mouth and his body was pressed against hers again.

''There's no one to help you.'' he whispered in her ear.