A Boy and His Guitar

The next day Clarity didn't take the bus. She and Carly went to get their nails done before school. By the time they did eat to school, it was third period.

"You're late," the teacher stated as Clarity walked through the door. All eyes were on her now.

"Yeah, um...sorry," she said and went to her seat. It was Mathematics, and Clarity didn't pay attention. Instead, she sat there on her phone texting.

She noticed she had gotten a text from someone she hadn't seen in a while. Jesse.

You know, Peder Mani isn't all that he is made out to be. I wouldn't if I were you.

That was the night of Peder's party. Was Jesse there? No, he couldn't have been. Jessie's been missing for weeks.

The bell rung, and everyone, including Clarity, left the room. Clarity traveled down the hallways filled with seniors, juniors, sophomores and freshman.

She finally found Carly, and pulled he aside.

"Look," she said, handing Carly her phone. Carly's eyebrows stuck up as she read it. She looked up at Clarity.

"What do you wan to do?" Clarity thought. It really wasn't her problem. He just texted her.

"Nothing. It's not our problem."

Notes

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