about you.”
“Me?” I asked, surprised.
“Yeah. But the really strange thing is how she kept praying that I wouldn’t leave you alone.”
I scrunched up my nose in confusion. Why would she be so worried about me being alone, yet running away from me every chance she had? “Well, one thing is for sure; that woman is not acting normal. She is definitely hiding something.”
“You got that right.”
We headed into the house.
Chapter 11
I never would have thought that I would be glad it was Friday, rather than the weekend, yet today I was. We needed to try to find the person who was lying to the police about Ben. I was sure that I knew the person we were looking for, otherwise why would my mother be so determined not to tell me anything about them?
Aiden and I arrived at school long before classes started. We wanted to be one of the first people there. We sat on a bench just inside the main entry gate, that way we were almost guaranteed to come in contact with everyone who attended All Saints High.
“Still nothing,” Aiden informed me after twenty minutes of us sitting there. “Everyone’s just speculating whether Ben is a serial killer, or if he has been framed. I hope for his sake he stays home from school today. Don’t turn around yet, but we are about to cop it.”
A couple of seconds later, a voice boomed from behind us. “You two need to go to the office right now.” I turned around to find Mr. Heithcliffe standing there with his arms crossed and a smirk on his face.
“What for?” I asked, wondering what the hell we had done to put that smirk on his face.
“Oh, let’s see…” He tapped his finger against the side of his cheek as if deep in thought. “How about the fact that the both of you have not stayed at school past lunchtime for the last few days? Or, Ms. Sommers, how you may or may not be responsible for attacking Chrissy Jeffreys the other day?”
“Okay, okay,” I said. He seemed to be relishing in his chance to finally see me get into shit with the principal. Aiden and I got up from the bench and turned to head for the office, and that’s when I saw her. The moment I laid my eyes on her, I knew she was responsible.
She must have slipped past us at the gate when Mr. Heithcliffe was giving it to us. But I wasn’t about to let her get away. I took off without saying a word to Aiden.
“You bitch!” I grabbed Chrissy’s shoulder to yank her around to face me. The second my hand touched her body, I was no longer standing in front of the school.
I knew instantly that I was having another vision. I was at the cinemas with Megan, and it was almost midnight. The movie had just finished, and we were on our way to the loo, when I spotted Chelsea arguing with some guy who had his back to us. Chelsea turned to leave, and the guy grabbed her by the arm, turning just enough for me to be able to make out his face. It was Ben.
Next thing I knew, I was being ripped away from her mind, and I was once again back at school. Aiden had his arms wrapped around me. He must have been the one to yank me from her mind.
“What the hell is wrong with you?” Chrissy snapped, rubbing her hand over her shoulder.
“I…” I couldn’t think of anything to say, not just because I couldn’t explain my reaction, but it was also the shock of seeing the damage I had done when I hit her. The area around her nose and under her eyes was blue and swollen.
Chrissy scoffed. “And you chose this over me,” she said to Aiden, pointing at me like I was some kind of freak.
I hadn’t noticed before, but there must have been at least half the school standing around watching, waiting eagerly for this to turn into a fight.
Aiden laughed. “Don’t flatter yourself. You were never in with a chance.” He leant down and kissed my forehead. She really couldn’t have chosen a worse time to compare herself to me, what with her smashed-up face and all.
I watched as Chrissy’s eyes started welling up with
“Me?” I asked, surprised.
“Yeah. But the really strange thing is how she kept praying that I wouldn’t leave you alone.”
I scrunched up my nose in confusion. Why would she be so worried about me being alone, yet running away from me every chance she had? “Well, one thing is for sure; that woman is not acting normal. She is definitely hiding something.”
“You got that right.”
We headed into the house.
Chapter 11
I never would have thought that I would be glad it was Friday, rather than the weekend, yet today I was. We needed to try to find the person who was lying to the police about Ben. I was sure that I knew the person we were looking for, otherwise why would my mother be so determined not to tell me anything about them?
Aiden and I arrived at school long before classes started. We wanted to be one of the first people there. We sat on a bench just inside the main entry gate, that way we were almost guaranteed to come in contact with everyone who attended All Saints High.
“Still nothing,” Aiden informed me after twenty minutes of us sitting there. “Everyone’s just speculating whether Ben is a serial killer, or if he has been framed. I hope for his sake he stays home from school today. Don’t turn around yet, but we are about to cop it.”
A couple of seconds later, a voice boomed from behind us. “You two need to go to the office right now.” I turned around to find Mr. Heithcliffe standing there with his arms crossed and a smirk on his face.
“What for?” I asked, wondering what the hell we had done to put that smirk on his face.
“Oh, let’s see…” He tapped his finger against the side of his cheek as if deep in thought. “How about the fact that the both of you have not stayed at school past lunchtime for the last few days? Or, Ms. Sommers, how you may or may not be responsible for attacking Chrissy Jeffreys the other day?”
“Okay, okay,” I said. He seemed to be relishing in his chance to finally see me get into shit with the principal. Aiden and I got up from the bench and turned to head for the office, and that’s when I saw her. The moment I laid my eyes on her, I knew she was responsible.
She must have slipped past us at the gate when Mr. Heithcliffe was giving it to us. But I wasn’t about to let her get away. I took off without saying a word to Aiden.
“You bitch!” I grabbed Chrissy’s shoulder to yank her around to face me. The second my hand touched her body, I was no longer standing in front of the school.
I knew instantly that I was having another vision. I was at the cinemas with Megan, and it was almost midnight. The movie had just finished, and we were on our way to the loo, when I spotted Chelsea arguing with some guy who had his back to us. Chelsea turned to leave, and the guy grabbed her by the arm, turning just enough for me to be able to make out his face. It was Ben.
Next thing I knew, I was being ripped away from her mind, and I was once again back at school. Aiden had his arms wrapped around me. He must have been the one to yank me from her mind.
“What the hell is wrong with you?” Chrissy snapped, rubbing her hand over her shoulder.
“I…” I couldn’t think of anything to say, not just because I couldn’t explain my reaction, but it was also the shock of seeing the damage I had done when I hit her. The area around her nose and under her eyes was blue and swollen.
Chrissy scoffed. “And you chose this over me,” she said to Aiden, pointing at me like I was some kind of freak.
I hadn’t noticed before, but there must have been at least half the school standing around watching, waiting eagerly for this to turn into a fight.
Aiden laughed. “Don’t flatter yourself. You were never in with a chance.” He leant down and kissed my forehead. She really couldn’t have chosen a worse time to compare herself to me, what with her smashed-up face and all.
I watched as Chrissy’s eyes started welling up with
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