AMANDA P.O.V

I couldn't tell if Lex was being serious or not. I cross my arms and observe him. He was beautiful, it made perfect sense why Maya was all at him with his strong jaw and perfect hair and lips and honey eyes. His minty cologne gave him an even more appealing presence. "Are you hungry, I'll get you something."

"I can pay for myself."

This makes Lex huff. "So you don't trust me?"

"No, not really, what kid wants to blackmail and exploit their father?"

He says nothing, sitting back in his chair, Lex eyes the surroundings. "I'll find another way then."

"I can't tell if you're serious or if you're joking."

"Right, let me take this smile off my face maybe that'll help you out." His sarcasm stings.

"You're gonna chicken out so I'm gonna keep doing it my way."

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"Ha, bitch you don't know a damn thing about me."

The waiter, definitely a gay pride advocate, mouth drops at Lex's words. "Don't be mean, girl don't let him talk to you like that." His eyes widen. "And what can I get you?" His name tag reads Garret. I smile at him.

"I'm afraid he has daddy issues so there isn't much I can do about his behavior. No thank you, Garrett, I was just leaving." I stand, taking a ten dollar bill from my wallet and handing it over. "Stay beautiful." I don't glance back at Lex, as I exit the restaurant. Okay, so...he wasn't in hitman mode, I was wrong, but something is really off. What kids wants their father in such a position? My mind repeated. He wouldnt go through with it, although his idea to rally up Mr. Pierce's past victims was intriguing. There was already the metoo movement all we would have to do is post. I wait for a crossing light. How can I get the the names of the girls...fuck, I'm gonna need him. He has access to Mr. Pierce's office. The white walking symbol switches on from the traffic light. I flood onto a street with a sea of other people. Traffic runs heavy and the smell of gas and noise of horns and chatter distract my thoughts.

Kristin was the first I saw when I entered our dorm. "Look it's a ghost!"

"I've been calling you, why did you ditch school today?" Yasmine took on a motherly tone.

"Let me breathe." I groan, flopping onto my bed. Trying to organize my booming mind. Should I tell them? Should I keep it to myself? I hear them whispering.

"She looks like she haven't slept.."

"Well ask her if she did or didn't, it's not rude."

"Where's Maya?" I interrupt them.

Kristin bursts into laugher, I peer up from my bed. "She kinda hates you right now since her future hubby is more interested in you. If I told you how long she's been after him."

"Hey, drop it, she really likes him." I sit up and look to Yasmine, agreeing with her sad tone. "Even after him rejecting her so much, she's hurt, don't make it into a joke."

Great, something else to deal with. "Where is she?" I look to where Maya used to sleep, I knew her sheet set wasn't wait, it was....yellow I think...honestly I didn't pay attention enough to recall it since I blocked out people for 3 months. Point being, she had moved out.