A Forbidden Love (And Other Challenges), chapter 2

Tre's POV:
I savored her reaction. Her hazel eyes widened and her pink lips parted as her jaw dropped. I finished my orange mocha frappuccino.
"He says you can come and get them. After school." I waggled my eyebrows and walked back over to BJ and Mike, leaving my empty cup at the table with the surprised duo.
"Well?" asked BJ impatiently, looking very excited.
"She'll be there, and so will he." I shoved some fries in my mouth hungrily.
"What's you say!" asked Mike in an excited voice, looking interested.
I opened my mouth and help up a fry. "You'll find out," I laughed, putting the salty, fried, strip of potato in my mouth.
Vince's POV:
"Vince?" I looked up from my bowl of potato soup, and into Natalie's beautiful, hazel eyes.
"Yeah Nat?" I said softly.
"Will you come with me to Armstrong's house? For moral support?" she looked scared.
I looked at Nat with sympathy. How they had gotten her underwear, I had no idea. They were weird, that group. Ran around, calling themselves sweet children. Didn't seem to sweet to me though. Stealing an innocent girl's underwear. Just because they didn't like us. They hadn't since preschool.
I watched Natalie watch me. Her ong brown hair reached down to her waist. Her pleading hazel eyes looking into my gray ones. Her pink lips pulled into a frown. She was so beautiful. And so innocent.
"Sure Natalie," I smiled reassuringly.
BJ's POV:
That day after school I waited impatiently for Freeman and Onolean. Onolean. What a weird name.
"Tre! Just please tell us what you told them!" Mike pleaded for the fiftieth time. I'd been counting. There was nothing better to do while waiting for slowpokes like them.
My eyes still trained on the door, I murmured, "We'll find out soon enough."
I had left the door unlocked. But when the doorbell rang I sent Tre to answer it. "You're the only one of us who knows the whole story. Just lead them to the room. Mike and I will be ready." I held up the rope and some cloth. Tre giggled, really giggled. Then he left the room.
Natalie's POV:
Cool opened the door and worlessley brought us to the door of what I figured was Armstrong's bedroom. He opened the black door, pushed us in, and jumped aside.
"Agh!" I yelled as a body hit mine full force. I toppled over. When I looked up, I was loking into Armstrong's green eyes.
"Get off of me," I whined.
His smirk hurt me. He was my enemy. But when I pleaded for mercy, he shouldn't have smirked. But he smirked.
Then he somehow rolled me over so I was on my stomach. He began tying my hand behing my back with what felt like rope.
"Where's my underwear?" I sounded pathetic, even to my own ears. But I was supposed to.
"What?" asked Armstrong, sounding confused. I was confused now too.