Author: Eden Beck
Category: Paranormal
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“Yeah Rory,” his voice drags out, teasing, “you’re not going to turn down an opportunity to sound like a know-it-all, are you?”
Though Rory’s jaw works like he’s thinking about whether or not to punch Marlowe, I know him better. Or, at least, I hope I do.
After a long moment of silence, Rory finally breaks the uneasy tension.
“Fine,” he growls.
The car takes the last turn up the road and into the school parking lot. He takes a sharp turn into one of the marked spots furthest from the doors. The last of the tension between us dies with the roar of the engine as he shuts it off.
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“But we should talk to Lydia first. What I think it is …” he trails off and shakes his head. “If anyone can tell us for sure, it’s her.”
I keep my eyes trained on the sliver of Rory’s face still visible in the rearview mirror. I ache for more answers. I want to know what it is that he thinks he knows, but that he has to ask our mother about first.
But I also know when not to test him.
So all I can do is wait, even though part of me thinks I already know where this is headed.
And Rory might be anxious, but me?
I’m excited.
It’s grown all too quiet around here lately.
6
Sabrina
The school is small and quaint, but in better shape at least than the gas station. A lady with a button-down flannel and knee-length denim skirt hands me a folded piece of paper when I check into the office, but doesn’t offer much else in the way of guidance.
“Thanks,” I say as I open the paper to see my class schedule. It looks like the printer was running out of ink because I can barely make out the last few lines.
She forces a smile at me as I walk away, left to my own devices to find my way around. Even though this single building houses everything from kindergarten through twelfth grade, it’s small enough to pretty much get the lay of things at first glance.
The day is about as tedious as I figured it would be. The classes are all pretty much the same as everywhere else, with only vague differences between the teachers, who all look like they should be meeting up for bingo at a diner or something after school.
For the most part, no one gives me any special attention for being the new kid. I might have expected that with some of the bigger schools I’ve drifted through, but here … I expected it to be a lot more difficult to blend in.
In fact, if I wanted to, I could just disappear, and no one would notice.
Normally that thought would be comforting, but this time it heightens that uneasiness I’ve felt since I got here.
I don’t remain completely invisible for long, however. Just as I’m trying to stuff a bunch of old textbooks into my rusty locker, a girl with a pea-green cardigan and oversized square glasses heads straight for me. Her style reminds me of one of those girls who is too mod to be considered geeky, and she knows it.
“Hey,” she says as she smiles at me. She waits a second while I struggle to get the old, bent metal to shut and stay shut, before she continues. “I’m Jess, and you are?”
“Sabrina,” I answer. “Today’s my first day here.”
“Yeah, we know.”
I wonder who she means by “we”. I’d started to think that maybe I was actually becoming invisible.
“I thought no one had noticed,” I say as I try to play off my own awkwardness. “Not that I mind. Sometimes it’s better not to be noticed.”
I have to stop myself before I blurt out my whole sad sob story. No one wants to hear it. Better to keep these sorts of things to yourself.
Thankfully, Jess doesn’t seem to care enough to dig deeper.
“Don’t take it personally,” she says, waving one hand in dismissal, “usually more of us would be all up in your business and asking you a million questions, being the new girl and all. But the boys are back in town, so … you know … everyone is a bit preoccupied.”