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Heres a very short update- i can't finish it atm but i'll update asap tomorrow morning. Sorry about that:

Struggling like a mouse in a cat's grip, Tracey squirmed from beneath John.

"Let...go..." she whispered.

"Not this time, sweetie." his eyes burned with anger and laughter. It was beginning to scare Tracey- a lot.

Almost deciding to give up underneath his power, Tracey sighed and shut her eyes.

It was all happening again..it was going to re-occur...

"N-no," she stammered.

"Hey! Get the f*** away from her!"

An angry cry cut through her thoughts like a strong knife.

"Oof!" John suddenly let go of Tracey and ran away, frightened. He was creating a trail of drops of blood as he sprinted away anxiously.

Snapping her head with surprise to her right, it appeared Peter had thrown his fist.

"Peter!" Tracey's eyes were rimmed with tears. She threw her arms around him and when he returned the hug, she felt like she was inside an unbreakable shield.

Pulling away from the hug, she stared into Peter's eyes.

"Thankyou," she said softly.

"Hey, no problem." He reached for her hand and squeezed it, supportingly.

She squeezed back, grateful for his immediate arrival. "Well, teacher's not gonna be very happy at our late attendance to class," Peter said, laughing.

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What the heck? Is john on drugs? FINALLY!!! Thanky-you!!! Peter defended Tracey's honour...ahhh, young love, excuse me wi\hile I puuuuuuukkkkkkkeeeeee. Good fic tho.,

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Sooo sorry guys- heres the next bit which i shouldve posted last night but i was drunk. LOL:

Walking along the buildings with Peter, Tracey took a deep breath. "Thank you so much for coming up when you did," she said, gratefully.

"No problem. I'm just glad you're okay." he stopped to smile at her.

She smiled back. "We're really late to class- what's our excuse?"

Pete's expression turned thoughtful. "Hmm..a huge deer blocked us and it took us.." he looked at his watch. "twenty minutes exactly, to shoo it off."

Tracey tilted her head and a smile stretched open. "Yeah and a UFO landed in the school yard and it took us ten minutes to signal the aliens back up into space."

Pete laughed. "I'm only playing. Anyway," he turned serious. "I'm sorry about doubting you before, when that guy kissed you."

"It's fine. I'm just glad things are back the way they were."

Pete tried to smile but a clip-clap of shoes interrupted it.

Snapping their heads toward the other end of the area, they spotted Mrs Fletcher making her way toward them. Luckily, she hadn't seen them yet.

"Quick!" Pete whispered and pushed her into the doorway, where the stairs were.

Slipping noisily down the stairs and into the abandoned library, puffed out, they collapsed into giggles.

"That was close," Pete whispered.

"Yeah haha."

Peter leaned in closer to her. Taking her head in his hands, his lips landed on her's once again.

Tracey returned the kiss, and her body filled up with warmth.

Her mind was dazy, and for a minute, she was sitting on a cloud, underneath the sun.

Playfully picking up a book and blowing the thick dust in Pete's face, Tracey burst into giggles.

"H-hey!" Peter slapped his face, trying to get rid of the dust.

Chasing each other round the book aisles and laughing, they collapsed on one of the sofas, in hysteric giggling and carrying on.

Lying her head on his lap, she shut her eyes and he stroked her hair lovingly.

She napped for a short while, and Pete had leaned back to shut his eyes as well.

She could almost make out the bird chirping in her imagination, when the bell went off from outside.

Slowly pushing Tracey off his lap, Pete stood up and dusted himself off.

He peered down at his watch. "Were we really in here for thirty minutes?" he sounded so surprised.

"Alone? We sure were."

Tracey smiled brightly and pulled herself up.

"Lets literally attend our class now," she laughed.

Reaching for Peter's hand, they walked along happily to the next class. Some students eyed them with suspicion when they exited the abandoned library that hardly anyone went into.

"Where did you two love birds get off to? You never turned up to Chemistry." Zoe smirked at the both of them when they entered Maths.

"Shut up Zoe." Tracey slapped her friend's shoulder.

Zoe snickered and reached for Kim's hand. He smiled at her and his attention landed to the front of the class.

"Speaking of love birds," Tracey said, staring at Zoe and Kim. "No doubt the two of you will be disappearing at fifth period!"

Zoe coughed over Tracey's voice deliberately. Kim held in a laugh.

"Right!" Mr Holden entered, slamming a heap of folders onto the teacher's desk. "Books out, please."

Sitting in a group together at lunch, Zoe, Kim, Peter and Tracey were all seated round a wooden bench.

Scattering her chips all over the table, Zoe rustled them everywhere and picked one up, tossing it into her mouth.

"Nice one, genius." Tracey stared at the mess that had been created.

Zoe picked one up and threw it at Tracey. Crumbs scattered through her hair.

Tracey, while rapidly running her fingers through her hair to toss off the crumbs, Zoe shook her head. "You and your hair. Just soo pathetic."

"You can shut up now, Zoe. Haha." Tracey smoothened her hair down and flipped it back into place.

Peter blushed.

Zoe noticed this immediately and spat out a laugh. "Sooo very pathetic."

Tracey scooted over a bit and kissed Peter's cheek. "Oooooohhhhh!" Kim hooted. Zoe burst out laughing.

"You guys are so immature," Tracey snapped. Peter's face turned a tomato-red.

"Is that the best you can do?" Zoe challenged. She turned around and kissed Kim- on the lips.

Tracey uttered. "Ok, thats going too far."

Zoe laughed again. Picking up another chip and tossing it into her mouth, she stared past Tracey.

"Yo- Florence! Sup!" she nodded toward a girl behind Tracey.

"Hey, Zoe!" she smiled wickedly.

They made some sort of gangster handshake, then Florence gapped it.

"She's evil," Tracey said, eyeing her.

"I know," Zoe smiled at Tracey. Kim shook his head. "Florence White. Suspiciously active, that one is."

Zoe stared into space for a few seconds, trying to understand what the heck that meant. "Whatever Kim. None of us are up to your vocabulary standard yet." she snickered.

Kim punched her playfully. Giggling in delight, Zoe ran away laughing loudly.

"I'll get you, Zoe!" Kim laughed out loud and began chasing her off.

Shaking his head and sipping on juice, Peter swallowed the cool liquid and glanced at Tracey.

"Still up for the little invitation i sent through mail?" Peter said.

"I sure am," Tracey said, quietly. She kissed him on the cheek and rested on his chest.

Blushing deeply, Peter put an arm around her and kissed the top of her head.

"It's disgusting..I've already apologized to them but they don't need to rub it in my face!"

Clare sat watching in the bush. Next to her, seated Florence.

"It doesn't matter, now that you two have broken up," Florence said.

"It DOES."

Florence shrugged. "Fine. Whatever."

"Yeah well I told Zoe that I wouldnt do anything. You'll help me, right? 'Cos i won't be the one doing it. YOU will be, yeah? And don't worry, i'll help you pay off that huge fee you owe your neighbour if you help me with this next task."

Florence nodded. "Ok."

"Okay heres what you need to do.." Clare leaned over and began whispering quietly in her ear.

"It's nasty. It's crazy..haha..I LOVE IT!" Florence's eyes sparkled evilly as she watched Peter and Tracey get up, and walk in seperate directions.

"The plan is in motion. Go!" Clare ordered.

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