Brody's P.O.V. "How about your room?" I asked. Hopefully I could get this over with today. This good guy thing was killing me. "Well...maybe we could go to the soccer field. You know, play around with some soccer balls." Damn, when she said "play" and "balls" in the same sentence, how could I resist. "Alright." I smiled. "I gotta get to class." She shoved the last piece of toast into her mouth and waved before she left the cafeteria. Kristen's P.O.V. I had to admit, I was actually excited to go to the field with Brody. I walked down to the field after classes, wearing a sweater and shorts. It wasn't that cold in southern California in November. I slowly rolled the ball under my foot as I waited for Brody. I heard footsteps behind me so I turned around. Let's just say, it wasn't Brody. --------------------------------------- Julia's P.O.V. I sat at my desk, doing my homework in silence. It was interrupted by a knock on the door. I stood up and answered it. I attempted to close it but a hand stopped me. "Go away Nick!" I yelled, "I can't!" "Olivia isn't here!" "I didn't come for her..." He sighed and pushed the door open; he was obviously stronger than me. He came in, stumbling over his feet but catching himself, and closed the door. He smelled like smoke and his eyes were red. "Oh my god..." I got closer to him and smelled his breath. "You're high!"