"I'll do it." he warned.

"You think you're so fucking tough." she hissed.

"Uh huh." She turned to the others.

"I gotta go." she snarled. She tore open the door and dropped into the seat, glaring ahead as the car shot forward.

"Fucking bully." she hissed.

"Fucking slut." he replied.

"Eat shit."

"You want to tell me what you're doing with a fucking doper like Connors?"

"None of your business!"

"I don't want you hanging around with him. He's bad news."

"I'll hang around with whoever I fucking want to."

"No you won't." he grinned tightly.

"Try and stop me."

"Don't think I can? I can put the word out at school that anyone who goes near you dies. How'd you like that?" She shook her head in anger.

"You fucking jocks all think you're so tough!"

"What do you want with that prick anyway? Are you doing drugs?"

"No I'm not doing drugs." she snarled.

"Are you fucking him?"

"Fuck off."

"Listen you little bitch. You might be able to pull your shit with Mom, but you ain't going to with me!"

"Oh yeah, right. Mr. Brilliant."

"You're a spoiled little cunt. You know that?"

"Oh just piss off." she humphed.

Part Three

The next day at school, he put some feelers out about Paige and Connors. It didn't take long to get something back.

"You sure you want to hear this?" Devon asked warily. Jeff glared down at him.

"I wouldn't have asked otherwise."

"Okay. Just remember. I'm only repeating what I've heard. don't hit me or anything."

"Yeah, yeah." Devon sighed, and slumped back against the wall.

"Okay, well, Connors been making a lot of… uh well, he said he's been screwing her for the last couple of days."

"Yeah, what else."

"He's been talking real big, you know, bragging about how she… screams and stuff. That's what he calls her you know… Screamer."