Leo is not falling formidable he likes ella

Ash convinces me to meet up the mystery person at the beach, I walk out in the open while Ash moves bush to bush hiding. I'm about to cross the campus boundery but then I remember the rules. I practicly drag Ash out of her hiding spot. we walk up to the giant palm trees and I see Leo with his back around us. I pick up a pebble and throw it at him, "well? What do you want?" I say, he turns around and his eyes dart down, we are standing on a giant cartoony X. a leaf falls down next to my feet and the ground opens up. a ten foot deep hole.

"A hole? you're going to hold us captive and you aren't even going to give us the-" I cut Ash off before she says something she will regret.

"He has a plan, trust him," I whisper. she stares at me like I'm crazy, and I may be, but I pull out the bracelet and show Ash. her glare sofens but she still doesn't trust him, and at the moment neither do I.

"Well, if it isn't baby writer girl," I shiver, Thomas didn't scare me, but the name reminded me of a certain...game. I back up and my back hits something harder than sand. I turn and find the wall surprisingly bumpy, like the shape of a ladder, I knew Leo had a plan. "You've met my friend Jackson, right?" Thomas says mockingly. Ash and I stay silant. Ash most likily thinking about revenge, but the less I say the more they leave Leo and Ash out of it, either that or the oposite. "fine be quiet, just know that we aren't helping you out intell you tell us who the real LIZZY is," Thoms says.

"Ha, like you would help us out even if we helped you,"

TO BE CONTIUNUED sorry guys I have to go to a baseball game will finish tomarrow I would do it today but I will be out till ten (PM) 

(Awesome installation for Cleo and Thomas! I forgot to post as him earlier)

Less than a minute after texting Jackson, he replies back. Done. Done already? Excitement floods my veins as I order 20 more rounds of the defected PE system and race over to Jackson. The kid's face is glowing with pride, but I shove him out of the way.

"You aren't done yet," I growl, throwing open the closet door.

Inside, glaring with hard eyes is Cleo. She is gagged and tied, allowing only movement for her head.

"Look who we have here," I smirk. "Little Miss Hacker." 

Cleo lets out a muffled jumble of words - probably cursing. I yank the cloth off her mouth and toss it to Jackson. He grins and shoves the disgusting thing in his pocket.

"What do you want?" Cleo asks, straightforward. "Because if you are going to cry about your ruined equipment, go somewhere else."

"Who else did this?" I say, ignoring the stupid girl.

Cleo raises her eyebrows and gives me a cold stare.

"What, you don't think one girl can ruin that much stuff?"

"That's not the reason," I growl. "Listen. I know someone would have to keep the systems down to even get into the gym. I came in minutes after the lights went out, you would have needed more than yourself to pull it off."

"In your dreams," Cleo says proudly. "Learn to respect girls."

I know she is lying. Jackson and I caught sight of at least two others last night. So instead... Instead, I'll just harass the girl. I know my prized possession won't spill the beans.

I shove Jackson away who is trying to edge into the closet.

"You'll get your time," I growl at the boy. "Go back and direct the class. Now."

The boy scampers off, leaving me with Cleo. I go on my knees and edge closer to Cleo. The closet leaves no room for movement, and her hands still tied.

"Girl, you ruined so much of what I have. You owe me something big," I say, playing with my prey.

Cleo remains silent, chin held high.

"Really, you owe me your life. But I don't feel like being put in jail for murder. So..."

I punch Cleo as hard as I can in the chest, then the jaw. Her head slams against the stone wall. Blood dribbles from her lower lip, and she gives me a cold glare.

"You are a coward if you fight with your enemy disabled," Cleo spits.

"Cowards are girls who play on little phones, turning off hallway lights and opening locked doors," I say, throwing a series of strong punches.

I am about to throw the last one - Cleo won't fall into unconscious - as a pair of iron-strong hands grip my throat.

"Stay away from Cleo," a voice - Soren's - growls.

Black spots start to form. My eye catches the girl, limp against the wall, but still very much conscious. She has a strong will, for most girls would be near dead with my strength. I grab at the hands, but Cleo kicks me hard. I collapse to the floor as Soren releases me and begins to kick me in the ribs. Within seconds, the world goes dark as pain shoots through my whole body.

Soren...

Must

Go. 

Hint: Pay attention to the romance.

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"What do you mean?" Ashlee heard voices in the hall.

"I mean just that" A man's voice. Young.

"Yes, like the last time." An older voice.

"How do you mean."

"Ha! There you go again. Seeing bogeyman."

"Yes, there is reason to suspect. The inport of *whispered word* in the area is *more whispers. You know that that element can raise the dead?"

Ashlee presumed she was hearing a horror move. Indeed, when she looked around the corner, she saw Gared. But why was the speach so... realistic? 

(No worries, I won't continue on this part too far. I'll leave it for you)

Ella and I make our way to the beach together, after remembering the new rule. The salty air of the water calms my nerves just slightly. I practically lived at the ocean as a child, so it brings back memories.

Within five minutes of walking, the ocean comes into pristine view, with Leo sitting in the sand, back turned to us. His shoulders are slumped in the sign of defeat. Ella takes a small pebble and tosses it halfheartedly, bouncing off the boy's back.

"Well, what do you want?" 

Ella gives such a simple question, it throws me off guard. If I were her, I would have stormed over, slapped Leo on the back of the head, and asked what on earth he was doing writing without the code name. Then again, that is me, not Ella.

Leo turns to face us, and I swear I catch a hint of sadness in his eyes. He glances down suddenly, showing a large X at our feet on top leaves. Branches snap, and Ella and I go tumbling down a ten-foot hole, surprisingly unhurt.

Looking up at the fading daylight, I say the first thing that comes to mind.

"A hole? You're going to hold us captive and you aren't even going to give us the-" Ella cuts me off with a hard jab to the ribs.

Ella says she trusts Leo now, but I can't see why. Yes, he stood up for Hunter, but was it just to get back on Ella's good side? Even my good side? I am not a very trusting person. Not trusting at all.

Thomas's disgusting voice rings out on the salty air, leaving me wanting to punch his perfect little face. Then again, I've had that pleasure once during the Game. Ella nudges me and nods her head slightly back. I finger the wall and find nothing more than a ladder.

How can I go from hating Leo to now having him my best friend? Okay, not best friends, nor friends at all, but I got to appreciate the kid.

Thomas goes on his mockery for a full minute. To me, it is meaningless words. I try my hardest to ignore them, and it takes a bleeding tongue to do so. In other words, I have to bite my tongue - hard - to keep from cursing this stupid PE kid out.

"Ha, like you would help us out even if we helped you," Ella says.

I wasn't even paying attention to their conversation, but I got a good idea what is going on. Thomas must be suggesting one of his pathetic little "I help you if you help me" lies.

I hate his guts,

I swear.