*happy happy birthday to all of of of us!! *sings*
May~~
"Tracey?" Chad questioned, a bit astonished.
I could barely see over everyone's heads, they were all so tall these days! The others were talking so fast, some to Maria (who was a bit confused herself) and to the doctor. The words 'poison' and 'barely alive' floated through the air.Honestly, I was confused on the whole Tracey thing before and now. Rubbing my temples, I mumbled to myself.
"What does Seth want?" It kept echoing through my mind with rough memories of Seth's "plans", all seeming to fall through.
"That's it," my mouth whispered with a shaking voice, looking up with a smile, "He wants to win and when he wins he will gloat and when he gloats he will admit and when he admits he will go to jail because he admitted and since he admitted-"
My voice was fast, letting out scattered ideas.
"So we have to let him 'win'."
