Since his move from somewhere up north to the coastal town of Breeze, Florida, never had he acknowledged either of us. We’d been going to school with Leif since we were eleven. I knew without a doubt he wasn’t interested in talking to Miranda. If I’d stayed out in the hall, I would have been dragged by Miranda over to where Leif stood surrounded by his chosen few. Given the fact the bell wouldn’t ring for five more minutes, this room would no doubt remain empty for the next four minutes. “Hate that I can’t hang around and bask in the presence of greatness with you, but this is my stop.” Miranda glanced back at me, rolled her big brown eyes, and gave me a wave before making her way over to Leif.Įmpty rooms were places I usually avoided at all cost. OH, look, look, look, there he is,” Miranda managed to squeal in a hushed tone while nodding her head toward where Leif stood talking to other football players. I hated Algebra my freshman year and I can already feel the negative vibes coming from my textbook.” Miranda’s dramatic flair for life never failed to make me smile. “I have Algebra II, blah! I so enjoyed Geometry last year. “So, what class do you have first?” I asked, relaxing for the first time since I’d spotted the dead guy lounging outside on the picnic table staring directly at me. This was the first day of my senior year.

They were talking, laughing, and reading over their schedules. The halls were full of normal people, living people. “Hotness? You didn’t just say hotness.” Miranda shrugged, “I’m not an endless well of descriptive words, like you are.” I managed a genuine laugh and slipped my bag over my shoulder.

“Honestly, Pagan, I don’t get how you can be so immune to such intense hotness.” Miranda rolled her eyes and opened the locker beside mine.

I couldn’t care less how hot Leif Montgomery looked. Football camp must’ve agreed with him,” I replied, forcing a smile. “GAH! Have you seen Leif? I mean honestly can he get any hotter? Oh, yes he can.” Miranda Wouters, my best friend since elementary school, squealed as she grabbed my arm. He would stand out just like they always did, unmoving and watching. Although, if he’d followed me inside the school I would have seen him easily enough through the throngs of people.

Not only would alerting him I could see him be pointless but it would also be stupid. It took an extreme amount of willpower not to glance back over my shoulder. I chanted in my head, as I walked toward my locker.

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