Plain Jane needs to explain.

"Explain Jane."

I watch her carefully, keeping my eyes trained on her every move. If Jake has taught me anything, it's to never trust anyone. Even the people who appear completely sweet and innocent on the outside can have a vicious evil interior.

Exhibit A - Jane.

Jane is currently sat on the stool opposite me, her right leg bouncing up and down nervously. My eyes narrow at her as I try to figure out whether it's an act or real.

"It's because of you!" Jane starts, her words icy and instantly full of blame. I can see the burning fire of anger inside her pupils and I frown further, unable to figure Jane out.

"So because of me, you killed Dylan? Oh yeah, that makes so much sense." I spit back sarcastically, an amused expression on my face. Jane sneers at my sarcastic response, my words only causing her anger to increase. She's glares at me, her eyes narrowed into thin slits.