(The next day) Flora's P.o.v

I slept comfortably on my bed and got up to for another stupid school day. I turned on my speakers and connected my iPhone to listen to "heres to never growing up" by Avril Lavigne. I jammed in my room as i put on my white dress shirt, a red and black plaid skirt, black knee high socks and my white flats. put my hair on a side braid and pinned it around my head like a princess would. Rosa came by greeting me, she had a brand new rose pink collar around her neck with a brand new heart dog tag with her name on it. she was freshly groomed and everything, dad must be home. i ran to the kitchen and saw him making breakfast. Smells like...eggs and toast with strawberry jam!

"Hi dad!" i greeted hugging him from behind. i heard him chuckle, he turned around and hugged me properly. "hey sweet heart, how did you sleep?" he asked letting go. "good" i smiled. hes been out on business trips for a month, it was good to see and hear his voice again.

"thats good, your moms at a meeting so I'm making breakfast, here you go" he put everything on a plate and gave it to me. we ate together on the table. "say, why don't you say you skip school for today and hang out with your old man?" he whispered smiling. i laughed

"dad, i cant ruin my perfect attendance record"."But you do know that most art colleges don't look at attendance right?" right, i don't know why i make it a big deal. "you know what? I'm in, i haven't seen you in a month, so skipping school shouldn't bother me" i laughed

"great, change your cloths". i nodded and changed into a white sleeveless shirt ,a pink skirt that reached to the middle of my sides, brown wedges, and a yarn blue cardigan with small hearts on it, let my hair down, grabbed my Michael kors handbag and raced down stairs. "thats more like it" dad smiled. we drove off in his black SLR McLaren Roadster and drove all the way outside New York, the music was up high, we were listening to "TKO" by Justin Timberlake , the ceiling was open and both my arms were up feeling the breeze. it was so much fun so far, dad said he wont tell me where we are going, i had to wait and see, which was fine by me!

Benjamin's p.o.v

Flora wasn't in her seat first period. i glanced at her empty desk wondering where would she be. Mr.Boomer was giving a lecture about Pearl Harbor again while i wasn't listening. i got my phone out and texted Tyler, hiding behind the guy sitting in front of me

"Hey, do you know where Flora is today?" i texted. i saw Tyler put his backpack on his desk to hide his phone better.

"No, why? do you miss her? cx" he did not just go there.

"no man! I'm just curious! Do you know where she lives so i can check up on her after school?"

"ha! dude, your just making this too easy! anyways no, no one knows where she lives, no body here cares enough to find out"

"Oh, okay"

"if you really want to know, go check in the office after school or something".

"good idea" and that was the end of our texting convo.

I went through out my classes and hung out with Joshua in music, tyler in my two classes,and Julian and Tino in algebra. we all sat together in lunch eating our choices of food, i got spaghetti and a side of water and mangos, don't judge! Im crazy for mangos! I looked around the lunch room trying to see if Flora was around. i got my ear flicked by something "ow!" i complained turning back to the huys. they laughed

"give up dude, shes not here, and even if she was, she doesn't eat lunch here" julian smiled eating his pizza. i rolled my eyes

"yeah, she eats in the library, normally eating there isn't allowed there but the librarian loves her. she could get away with anything, i bet even murder" Joshua laughed.

"Murder? come on man" i said uncomfortably.

"I'm kidding!" he laughed. i sighed and laid my face in my hands avoiding eye contact with everyone. they went quiet.

"Hey, you alright?" Tyler asked concerned. i didn't say anything, Joshua removed my arms and made me look at them.

"Are you crying?" He asked confused and shocked. i shook lying whipping my tears away, i hate crying in front of people,its not manly

"why?" Tino asked. should i tell them...?

"you can tell us if you want, we're friends, but if you don't wanna say, we wont make you". i nodded, i guess i was going to tell someone sooner or later... i placed my lower arms on the table so they could only hear me

"When i was 15...i was still living in Texas... my dad and 19 year old brother,Anthony, came to New York for a record deal... Anthony was about live out his dream...it was so close...then one day, my mom received a phone call, i saw her eyes balling out...i never seen her like that...then she told me what happened...my dad and Anthony were murdered in the streets...so when ever i hear the word 'murder' i loose it..." i admit as more tears roll down my cheeks.dammit! i whipped them away furiously, before other kids starts asking questions. the guys looked at me in pain, concerned, anger, and pity.

"I'm sorry i mentioned it..." Joshua apologized.

"no, its okay! it was 2 years ago!" i waved my hands. The bell rang. we got rid of our lunch and headed to class.

It was finally the end of 7th period and i walked towards the front office and asked for Floras address, i got pissed cuz they wouldn't give it to me. i walked out angry, but i didn't really understand why i was angry, Flora means nothing to me, and yet, i wanna find her and wanna see if shes okay...agh.. i face palmed frustrated. i looked down the steps and see the same guy from yesterday that talked to Flora leaning on the wall waiting.

"Who are you?" i asked. he looked at me with a blank expression, as if he didn't want anything to do with me. he ignored me and faced forward. i got mad and grabbed his collar, he didn't change his expression. "i asked you a question! what have you done with Flora!" I yelled glaring at him. he grinned

"so Floras not at school?" he asked. I slammed him to the wall still grabbing his collar.

"who are you to her! what have you done with her?!". I could see the annoyance in his eyes. he grabbed my wrist and twisted it, i never felt so much pain in my life!

"you don't want to mess with me boy, I'm came here to talk to Flora, this doesn't concern you. and if you know whats good for you, you'll stay away from her, you can get hurt" he let go of my wrist and walked off "make sure to put some ice on that" he laughed as he walked farther and farther away. i held my wrist in pain. who is he to tell me who to stay away from? that fucker...now how am i going to get home? i guess its off to the Nurse's office...

Flora's p.o.v

We've been driving for an hour. We just got off the car to a building with the title "NYC HH DC" what ever that means, dad got a bag out from the trunk and handed it to me "go change, we are going to have some fun" he laughed with his own bag in his hands. i didn't ask why i had to change again, all i did was go to the restroom and changed into black harlem pants, a off the shoulder pink shirt and Sequin Patent High-Top Sneakers...what the hell? I got out the restroom and saw my dad waiting for me, wearing a tight white shirt and black Harlem pants with the same shoes i wore "you look good!" he laughed.

"what is this dad?" i asked laughing.

"you'll see" he grabbed my hand and yanked me to a empty dance studio.

"Oh my-dad!" i laughed out loud as he ran towards the dance floor starting to dance Hip-hop. Thats my dad, a goofy fun guy that loves to do what teens wish to do but are to lazy to actually do it. He turned on some music and started to dance like a pro, it was incredible! my dad can do a head spin and a one hand cart wheel!

"Come on Flora! lets dance!" he laughed pulling my arms, i tried to back away and shook my head laughing but he was too fast. he changed the song and helped me learn a few moves. i was dead tired but it was lots of fun!

"how you learn how to move like that?" i asked as i take a sip of my vicotira secret pink water bottle.

"i been dancing since i was 10, and these moves got me your mother...by the end of high school that is" he laughed whipping his sweat from his forehead and putting it on my face

"gross!" i shouted throwing him some water, for the past 10 minutes, we've been wrestling on who get put what on them, he won and placed his sweat all over my face, gross!!! "dad!" i complained laughing.

"Alright, go get wash up for lunch" he laughed.

After i got washed, finally getting my dads sweat off my face, i changed back to my regular cloths and brushed my hair. "ready?" dad asked in a black shirt with light blue jeans holding his bag

"yup!"

We were on the road after we ate olive garden. i ordered myself a Black Tia Mousse Cake. fantastique! My dad ordered two plates of chicken parmigiana...that man can eat! after that it was already 3. we went to the beach and soaked out feet in the water. until we saw a man about to make barbecue and we jolted out of there and went home.

"Thanks for today dad...i had fun" i smiled as i walked to the living room, Rosa got up from her little bed and greeted us.

"no problem sweetie, but i got one question" i listened petting Rosa. "why don't your friends come over and hang out?". i sighed, he or mom doesn't know that i have no friends, that i purposely avoid everyone just to keep them safe... that I'm being hunted down by my old gang...that i would actually kill to protect anyone that gets mugged by the 'violets', they don't know that I'm violent. Its not a bad thing really, i do it to protect myself and others. and lastly, they don't know I'm a prankster ,i picked it up from martin, he loves pulling pranks better then criminal activity, in fact, he'll make up any excuse to get away from it, its like he's sticks around for me...he's the one guy that acted like a father instead of Nicolas.

"they are always busy, you know school, it never ends" i lied to my dad smiling.

"oh, okay"

I ran up to my room and sat by my window with Rosa on my feet. i have such a amazing life for a good year, but i could never enjoy it 100% because of the stupid avoiding and shit... if Nicolas never kidnapped me, i would've known my parents longer, i would have friends, i would probably have a boyfriend, i would be going to parties and i wouldn't have these terrible memories of Nicolas killing people right in front of me...i started to cry.. why..? Fucking Nicolas! its your fucking fault i couldn't have a regular life! I ran to my bed and cried like crazy, slowly falling asleep

Benjamin's p.o.v

I got some ice on my wrist and took an hour for it to heal. i exit the school the same time everyone else did, i saw Tyler and Tino talking to each other. i walked up to them "hey Ben" Tyler greeted

"sup, ready for the party tomorrow?" I asked.

"you mean my sisters in our mansion? Oh lord..." Tino rolled his eyes amused. i shot him a 'what' face. "we about to get our drink on!" he yelled, everyone around us cheered, whoa..looks like everyone was invited.

"got Flora's address?" Tyler asked.

"nah man! i guess i gotta wait for tomorrow to see if she comes" i sighed

"you gonna ask her to go to the party?" Joshua came out of nowhere wrapping his arm around my neck...scaring the life out of me.

"N-no! I'm not going to ask her!" i felt my face hot.

"your blushing!" Tino laughed.

"no I'm not!"

"then why are you red?" Why was i? i don't like her! i don't like her! i refuse! Why? agh!!! i get frustrated too fast!

"Im not...i gotta go! text me the address!" i ran off to my bike and rode off. i started to think about Flora, her pretty light brown hair... silver blue eyes... i shook it off... Am i really falling for a girl that couldn't care less who i was? its only been a day...a day! She could beat me up if she wanted too, but damn...not even that cute girl i talked to the other day was on my mind. i just almost ran over someone, they shot me the middle finger... damn.. New Yorkers man..