I slump up against the wall and stare up at the ceiling while re-evaluating my life choices. Jessica is back? For what reason? Jessica's entire life is in Pennsylvania. Then again I guess the time is up and she is legally allowed to come back down. I wonder if Clair would actually be willing to see her.

I doubt it, Clair is still having trouble even after five years. If I wasn't petrified at the thought of her murdering me in my sleep, I would punch Jessica to next week. Even that'd be going lightly.

Then what is Mrs. Clay thinking? Allowing Jessica back into their lives even after she tried killing Veronica and Michael? Is that really a smart idea to her? It's sounds absolutely fucking retarded to me.

An almost murdered allowed back into the school? I can't even begin to wrap my brain around the insanity that that is. We've all be fine for the passed five years without her. Why do we have to have her now? The most important year of our lives?

What is she thinking? Has she forgotten or is she pretending that her family is normal? This decision puts everyone in this school in danger, no matter how insignificant they are in her life. A simple accident bump in the hallway could set Jessica off.

Jessica loves Troy, if she finds out about Troy and Veronica then they are as good as gone. I need to protect not only Veronica from her demon of a twin sister, but also Troy. I might hate him, but death is most definitely not an option even for someone like him.

I should tell Jackson and Rachel about this, I assume Veronica isn't gonna tell them about her. I am sure she wanted to keep it a secret for as long as possible and with Rachel and Veronica being on bad terms Rachel won't know about it. Rachel deserves to know the most after everything Jessica put her through.

Since Jackson and I are always together Veronica may be discouraged to tell him. Then again I don't think Jackson knows about what Jessica has done. Actually, I don't know if Jackson knows if she even exists. That'd be strange though, speaking as Jessica is probably been the most feared and most talked about girl since middle school.

You couldn't walk the halls without hearing the name, never has it been anything good though. Jessica always got into fights, she always caused trouble, and if you managed to avoid her you were truly lucky. Veronica probably had the short end of the straw, I just wish Jessica could vanish for forever. I'm positive I am not the only one.

Then again, how can I be sure that Troy is messing with me? Maybe she isn't really here, but Jessica would go to Troy first since she is a creepy almost stalker. I need to stop thinking about this, I can't be stressing too much about it. She may be here to ruin all our lives again, but this time we are adults and we are ready for anything she throws at us.

Yeah. I sigh as I stand and look at myself in the mirror. My face was a light pale, despite my tanned skin it looked almost white. My life couldn't be worse at the moment. I am missing my best friend, my parents, my brother, I'm dirt poor, currently barely have a place to sleep. I have work tomorrow too, luckily it's a Friday tomorrow so I can work overtime without worry of school.

I splash some water onto my face, but if anything it makes me worse as I remember the summers I was forced to spend with Jessica and Veronica. I sigh as the sleepiness of it being almost three A.M takes over and I head back to the classroom I have been sleeping in for the past month or so. I sigh when I lay down in the closet of the room and drift into a light slumber.

I am awaken to the shaking of a blonde haired boy, "Ey, Max, wake up," He demands, while shaking me like a fool. I groan and push him off of me.

"Alright, Jackson, I get it," I snap back while sitting up. I love him, but sometimes he can be over dramatic and that gets on my nerves. I yawn while pulling on one of my tee-shirts, I am running out of clean ones. I'll need to ask the coaches if it's OK if I used the washer and drier here, if not I should be able to pull enough money together to go to the laundry mat. "What do you want?"

"Nothing really, just got here extremely early and thought it'd be a hella good idea to bother you!" He cheers happily, as always. It is scary how he can switch from being like this to a Satan spawn just by seeing Troy. This guy really hates Troy. "Besides, I want to make sure you're alive! You're my best friend, after all."

"Yeah, yeah," I say with yet another yawn, "What time is it anyway?"

"Five A.M.," He replies as if it wasn't a big deal. I'd normally snap at him and go back to sleep, but everything with Dean has been hard on him, so of course I can't bring myself to do it. Not that it hasn't been hard on me or anyone else, just Jackson and Dean were particularly close compared to everyone else. I don't blame him for taking things badly.

I nod my head as I stand and stretch, my legs cramping from both sleeping on the floor and being squished in that small closet. I wish Veronica and I were on good terms, that way I'd be able to live in her mansion of a house. That'd make everything so much easier, but then again that'd make me seem like I am only friends with her for the stuff.

Great, now I am stressing out about our broken friendship even more. God, I miss her. Why must I be such an idiot? "Worrying about Veronica again?"

"Huh? Yeah, how'd you know?"

"You always have that look in your eyes. I know you only really care about Veronica, she's the only person that seems to get you, that right? I also know that your love for her is purely platonic, which is hard to come by now-a-days," He says with that smile never leaving his lips and it makes me feel bad. He loves Veronica still, even after so many years of them being apart.

I feel bad I can't help him get together with her again. It just wouldn't feel right to me. Pushing my best friend to be with someone she doesn't want to be with anymore. It would make me feel even worse now that she is with Troy. The two seem genuinely happy to be together, how could I bring myself to split them up? Especially after I did the same for Dean and Veronica?

"I hate him," Jackson growls as he brings his hands into tight fists, his mood completely switching. His face contorts and in the darkness of the closet he looks sort of similar to what the stereotypical demon would look like. His smile is quickly replaced with a sharp toothed grin that goes from ear to ear. His face turned a bright red color and it slightly scared me, not that I'd ever admit such a thing to him. "I hate that he gets to spend so much time with her...he doesn't even know how lucky he is!"

"Hey, hey," I say while grabbing onto his shoulders to calm him down. He quickly sighs while his grin disappears and his face goes back to it's usual pale white. His nods his head and inhales deeply with his eyes closed so he calms down, "I'm sure he knows."

"He better," Jackson growls with his eyes still closed tight. There is nothing I can say in this, I hate Troy just as much as Jackson does. How he thinks he can just waltz into our lives out of the blue and act like he is the boss of everyone or anything. He has this over-confidence that pisses me off beyond belief. "Anyway!" Jackson shouts going back to his usual self, "Has anything new happened recently?"

"What are you a teenage girl?" I snicker as his smile ever grows. I sigh again before making my way out of the closet and into the classroom. I could tell him about Jessica, but I don't know if he even knows about her. Wouldn't it be strange if I begin talking about just an important person in our lives that he doesn't even know?

Would he get even more jealous of Troy, that'd just make things harder. Then again anything related to Jessica shouldn't make anyone jealous, who would want to interact with an actual living demon? Then again maybe she has someone that cares about her, though I highly doubt it. It is really strange how Veronica and her are polar opposites in every category but their looks and their type of guy they like.

I can't put the burden of Jessica onto Jackson, that would be unfair. If he doesn't know her yet then he shouldn't be forced to know her, it's too soon at the least. "No, I haven't heard anything, why do you ask?"

"No real reason. I was just wondering if you heard about this girl named Jessica. Everyone on the team were talking about her, I'm surprised you haven't. They said something about her being a monster that blinded this girl in seventh grade, but I can't believe that. Do you know her by any chance?"

I stare at him amazed for a second, this is a cliche, of course he knew. That doesn't make it any less surprising though. I really don't want him to get involved with her at all, I am slightly disappointed that he knows about her existence. I guess it'd only be fair for me to explain it to him though. "Yeah..I know her. We all do," I say as a headache begins to take over, just great.

"Oh, do you know her personally or just from rumors? I'd be surprised if you know her personally of course, I mean with how the others described her it-"

"She is Veronica's twin sister," I interrupt him, staring straight into his face while scratching the back of my neck. I feel guilty for even thinking I was protecting him before, he deserves to know. I also feel bad for spending about nine years with him and never telling him about all of the atrocities that Jessica has done to us. "I've known her since kindergarten, along with Veronica."

"Oh...care to explain the incident that the others were talking about then?" Jackson asks, making it abundantly clear that he is concerned and worried about all of this. I thought he'd be mad that there was such a big gap of my life he didn't know about, but surprisingly he was understanding. I of course feel bad since he has always trusted me with his life, I was the one to tell him to run away.

I nod my head, "In kindergarten and first grade. She never took part in conversations or activities, but she sorta just hung around like a ghost. We never really payed attention to her, she was sort of creepy with how infatuated she was with murder and death. Second grade she moved classes and began...stalking - I guess - Troy. That doesn't really matter, but it added to her creepiness. And in seventh grade she brought a knife to school and attacked some girl out of no where, the girl went blind in her left eye. Jessica was sent to jail for three years and had to live in Pennsylvania with her dad while she waited for the restraining order to lift up."

Jackson nods his head as if he understands, but no matter how much I explain he never will. If he didn't see the fight, if he never met her personally then there is no way for him to know about what she has done. Seventh grade was a troublesome time for many of us, I wish that it would've ended at her blinding Clair, but clearly it didn't and it won't. She brings destruction everywhere she goes.

Maybe I should check up on Clair, it's been awhile since I have, I'm sure Rachel would appreciate it. She will be pissed when she finds out that Jessica is back in town, I am pissed and I wasn't even the one brutally attacked.

"Three years doesn't seem like enough for blinding a person," Jackson finally speaks up. His confused expression makes itself known and it's almost like I went back in time because I remember the exact same face on Veronica, Rachel, and Troy's faces.

I nod my head in agreement. "They deemed it not because of any mental issues -which is a mistake - so they gave her a small sentence. It might also be because she was thirteen years old. Plus they think the eye injury was an accident."

Jackson nods head again while he crosses his arms and narrows his eyes, trying to process everything I just told him. After a few minutes he shrugs and grabs at my hand before tugging me out of the room, clearly trying to change the subject. "You know you really shouldn't be living at school, it isn't healthy!"

I grunt in response, he has told me this everyday since I moved in last month, if I cared enough I'd slap him, but that'd trigger him. "It's whatever," I shrug, "Luckily Principal Clay doesn't mind it at all."

He hums while skipping like a school girl in front of me, sometimes I feel like he is hiding the fact he is gay from me, but the way he looks at Veronica says otherwise. "It is really awesome how Principal Clay is Veronica's mom, huh?" Jackson asks, his voice full of ignorance to what Hell Veronica has to go through just for it to be that way.

I can't tell him what I am actually thinking so I nod my head in agreement and add, "Yeah, totally." I know that he means we'll, but being the principal's daughter comes with a whole other set of responsibilities and struggles. That is why she has been Student Council President since eighth grade. A huge feat speaking as getting the position freshman year is hella difficult.

I find it funny how she has had to same jackass be Student Council Vice President underneath her since sophomore year. Actually more than that! He has always been vice class president under her since third grade when we started having those dumb elections.

Honestly, the positions were mainly just to see who the teacher would allow to pass out papers everyday. It was fun writing speeches at the very least, though Veronica always got voted the most because everyone loves her. Even if she didn't write a speech she'd still be voted the most.

Its surprising that Tyler has even tried to compete with her, then again the son of a bitch always have a plan to end her position and ruin her reputation. He pisses me off, how could such a whiny bitch always end up as Vice President? What a joke.

"Jackson, what are you doing here?" We hear and turn to see Veronica in her beautiful, shiny glory. Its almost gross how much she radiates happiness, it isn't even fake happiness. Its genuine, because there is no way you can fake an aura like that. Like you can almost see it, that's how bright it is. I'm sure you'd go blind if you could see it, like damn calm down.