Burnouts 2: Without Butterflies

I Know You Well

Scene 1: Addington High

Leo Rylin

I nodded to greet her as I walked up.

She smiled, "Hey."

"Hey." I pressed my lips together. "I tried to call you last night."

"Did you? I must've been out...why'd you call?"

"You were out with...friends? Or like...Adrian?"

Heather smiled again, giggling a little before responding. "Adrian and I aren't a couple."

"Oh. So you date other guys?"

"Is there a reason you're asking?"

"Um..." I nodded, "yeah, there is."

Heather smirked. "Do you want to tell me?"

"You and Danny hang out a lot?"

"...Danny?"

And there it is. She tensed up.

"You know my friend Danny."

"I don't know why you're asking me about him."

"I saw you yesterday—with him. You left together."

Heather looked around like she was hoping someone could cut in before she had to tell me anything. "Have you talked to him?"

"He lied," I answered. "Said he was by himself. He doesn't want me to know what you were doing."

Her arms crossed. "What do you think we were doing?"

I shrugged. "I don't care."

"Good," she glowered as she walked away from me. And it's taking everything in me to let her...

I'll just forget about it. This is really fucked up, but I can't control them...

She's made it halfway down the hall at this point, and I...

Can't do it.

"Heather."

She turned around, annoyed. "Leo."

"You're not...hooking up with him, are you?"

"Are you seriously asking me that?"

"Are you doing that? What else could you be doing with him?"

"What else could I be doing with your best friend?"

"Exactly."

Heather scoffed. "Oh, we are totally hooking up. I'm surprised you could stand to be anywhere near us with all of the sexual tension."

Scene 2: Ladies' Restroom

Alison Sinclair

"I told you I saw her come in here," Brooke nudged Evie.

"Hey, guys."

"You've been avoiding us."

"No, I've been busy."

"With Tony," Brooke pursed her lips with attitude.

"I have a lot going on at the moment, actually."

"I thought we were supposed to get together and come up with another stunt, but we can never seem to catch you."

"At least not alone," Evelyn added.

"About that...I think we should take a break for a while. We don't want to encourage the witch hunt."

"So you're done now? That's it? You get a boyfriend and suddenly all sense of revolution goes out the door?" She scoffed, "Way to sell out."

"We're not going down for this."