[i]Beep beep![/i]

Amy barely managed to repress a scream at the sudden sound of her phone, jolting out of her skin and unhooking her arm from Quinn's in surprise. "Oh god," she said, her heart pounding, "I'm so sorry, Q, that might've hurt. Are you okay?" Amy asked her, pulling her phone out of her jeans pocket. She flinched at the sudden brightness from her screen, dimming it with a frown on her face as she scrolled to the new message.

[i]"I seeee you..."[/i]

Her frown deepened, showing the screen to Quinn. "Sean sent it." Amy said, confused. "Why would he send this? Won't this increase his chances for being caught?" She asked. She tapped for the keyboard, ready to send a response. Her finger hovered over the button, and Amy looked up at Quinn again. "What should I say? Should I even respond?" She asked for her opinion. For all she knew, Sean could've been fooling her. It was hard to predict with Sean.