Psychic or Psycho?

Author's POV

The next day during breakfast, everyone was quiet. Louis was thinking about Jace, Jace was thinking about how much she hated oatmeal, Niall was thinking about the kiss(es) with Jace, Zayn was thinking about the conversation Jace and Zayn had the previous day, Liam was thinking about school, and Harry.... Well, not even the author knows what Harry was thinking about.

The six children, Jace, Niall, Louis, Zayn, Harry and Liam, heard the school bus pulling up. They silently got their bags and headed for the door. Jace was the first of the group to get on, and she sat in the back.

Louis sat next to her.

Jace's POV

I kept quiet. I didn't want to speak to Louis. If he wanted to talk, he would say the first word. I looked down at my combat boots, wondering why I even cared to look good. No one would care, especially not Louis.

"Jace, I'm sorry," he said finally, making my head snap up.

"For what," I said through my clenched teeth.

"Not believing you. I should have, because I knew you wouldn't lie," he said softly.

If only he knew, I thought

I wanted to scream at him I would lie! I WOULD! I've lied to Zayn about kissing the two boys, and lie to each the two boys about kissing the other!

But that's not lying, they never asked. Right?

"It's time to get off, kids," the bus driver said harshly. I sat right up, and started to walk out of the bus. I didn't want to be part of this. Not right now!

I walked into the school, getting whispered about (SURPRISE!) and pushed around.

I went to my locker, hoping to get to class before Louis. His and Liam's locker were right next to mine.

I opened the locker.

"Jace, I know what you did."

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