High School Never Ends

Around 20 minutes later, we pulled up outside of a diner. I trailed after the guys, into the diner and towards what I assumed must be their normal booth, seeming as they seemed to greet a few customers and staff. I sat on the end next to Mike, facing Vic. We sat in what a felt like a very awkward silence so I chose to break it.
“So, you guys come here often?” I asked
“Yeh, most nights.” Jaime answered
“Why here though?” I questioned
“We like it here.” Vic quickly replied
“Plus Vic banned us from this skate park we used to go to because…” Mike trailed off
Vic was glaring intently at Mike. When he turned back to face me he half-smiled, but I shot him a look. He knew what it meant. I couldn’t stay sat, I needed to clear my head quickly so I excused myself and went to the bathroom.
He was one of them. That park, there’s only one skate park here. He knows what went on, yet how am I supposed to get him alone in a diner. I sighed and walked back out. Before I could even turn the corner back into the dining area, a guy shoved me up against the wall. Covering my mouth so that I couldn’t scream, he began saying a lot of things to me that didn’t make sense.
“You know where they are, now play nice and no one gets hurt.”
I tried to push him away but he threw me back against the wall.
“Don’t make this harder than it has to be Aria.”
Suddenly out of nowhere, Vic jumped in and threw the guy to the ground before grabbing my wrist and pulling me out of the diner through the fire exit. We ran around to the other side of the building before I started on him.
“Vic, I want answers and I want them now!” I managed to choke out
He looked around cautiously, clearly paying no attention to what I had to say.
“Vic!”
“Huh, what?”
“What do you mean what!? For starters, who the hell was that? How does he know my name?”
“It’s a long story.”
“Well, I got plenty of time!”
“Look, Aria you’re not ready for this.”
“I don’t need you telling me when I’m ready for anything, Vic!”
He sighed and mumbled under his breath. “You’re as stubborn as Paige.”
“So you did know her? You knew my sister?”
“Well… Yeh, kind of.”
“What sort of answer is kind of?”
“It’s complicated.”
“Anything to do with Paige was or is complicated, I’m used to it! I’m complicated for fuck sake. Please Vic, I need to know.”
“Know what exactly?”
“Everything.”

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