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I take a deep breath and grip onto the straps of my backpack to steady myself. Astrix stands by my side, like a true friend, nodding across the crowded hallway where we're watching Jack shoving books into his locker. We're such stalkers right now.

Astrix shifts from foot to foot and looks at me. "You know I can come with you to talk to him, right?"

I shake my head. "I'd rather do it alone. Something tells me that way, he'll be more willing to open up to me."

Astrix nods and begrudgingly steps away. "We'll talk about this at lunch. Good luck coaxing information from him."

I smile at her, and she reciprocates, walking backwards before turning around a corner.

I sigh deeply and put my hands on my hips. What do I have to lose?

Um...A lot?

I get rid of that depressing thought and make my way to Jack's locker. Unfortunately, Paige, Kelsy and Peyton are currently fawning over him. Paige flirtiously puts her hand on Jack's arm and pushes it lightly.

"Aw, you're such a tease!"

She smiles up at him, but her face morphs into an ugly expression once she see's me standing there.

Kelsy and Peyton tilt their heads in synch, giving me similar looks.

Paige crosses her arms and shifts her weight to one foot in a sassy stance, kind of like she's prepared to flip me off.

"Can we help you Ollie?"

I shake my head. "Uh, it's Oaklyn."

She flaps a hand in the air, dismissing her error. "Same thing."

I purse my lips. In addition to being a total airhead, apparently she has short-term memory as well.

Jack turns around and grins at me, blasting a cloud of mint my way. I try not to stutter.

"Can I talk to you Jack?"

Jack opens his mouth to reply, but Peyton shakes her head, cutting off whatever it was he was about to say.

"Actually, we were in the middle of a conversation. So..."

Jack shuts his locker and pushes himself off the wall.

"No, actually that's fine. I'll catch up with you three later. Let me just grab a word with Hazel here."

Paige's face grows slightly purple and she takes a tight step back.

"Her name is Hazel now? Is it?"

Jack nods. "Just to me."

She lets out a squeak and quickly storms away, taking the other two cheerleading she-demons with her.

I let out a short breath and cross my arms in front of my chest. "Well?"

Jack nonchalantly chews his gum and raises an eyebrow. "Well...What?"

I slap his arm. "You know what I'm talking about."

He shakes his head. "No, sorry. I don't."

He looks back at me seriously, and it's all I can do to start screaming and tearing out his hair.

"Fine. Then let's start here. How on Earth do you know my name...My real name?"

Jack shrugs. "Um, documents? Birth certificates? It's all on file."

I scoff. "And how exactly do you have access to such files?"

He purses his lips. "My parents are big-time lawyers. I just pulled a few strings...Called in a few favors...And figured things out."

Oh...That makes sense. Mrs. Travels is a lawyer, who works for this huge firm. I had to go there once to pick up Amara, and she seems like the type of person to have the ability to figure such things out.

Maybe she wanted to research me since I would be babysitting her daughter? But if she did, then she'd never let me near Amara for fear that Delilah would escape and try to get to me.

But that means only one thing. Jack researched me on his own.

I stare back up at him and bite my lip. "But why did you do it?"

He shrugs. "I wanted to."

What kind of response is that? He wanted to? So if he just wants to do something, he goes ahead and does it?

"That's not a good enough excuse."

He shrugs again, and the way he's so indifferent about this whole thing is driving me crazy.

"Can't help you there. All I can offer are my assistances and what I can learn."

I sigh. I need whatever information he can learn himself.

"Okay, then fine. What can you learn?"

His lips tilt up in a smile. "I knew you'd come around."

I roll my eyes. "I'm only asking, because I really need this. Get over yourself."

Jack doesn't say anything for a while. He continuously chews his gum and holds my gaze, his eyes studying me. It feels like they're looking straight through my soul. I step backward and cross my arms.

"What?"

He humorously steps forward again and I take another step back. He laughs like he won some type of game and then moves away to his locker.

"I'll come over right after school with Amara and we'll talk."

Before I can get out a word, he shoves a couple of sticks of gum under my nose and gestures imploringly.

"Want some?"

I push his hand away and shake my head. "No. It's not allowed."

Jack slips the sticks into his own mouth. "That's your problem. You play by the rules. If you want to beat Delilah in this court case, you need to fight fire with water."

He pauses for a beat and a strange looks overshadows his face.

"That phrase is pretty stupid though, isn't it? Why the fuck would you try to put out fire with more fire? Whoever came up with that one must be an idiot."

He grabs a load of textbooks and leaves me standing there with my jaw dropping to the floor. Who would have thought the Jackass had such sagacious words up his sleeve? He has more layers than Shrek....