have to show the school how badly I could kick your ass. It would suck for you to lose your little self defense class over my ability to take you down . ” He gave me a serious look. I laughed at him until I soon figured out that he wasn ’ t really joking. At some point I figure d he would tell me what happened with the two of them over the summer. His situation got my mind off Mom’s news anyway. It didn ’ t erase the sinking feeling that the Walker with the cute nose and heart -shaped lips showing up inside my house meant that something big was most definitely about to go down.
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On Wednesday , I ran into Erica just before I reached the third period class we shared. She stood on a stool , trying to pin pictures of the girls from her cheerleading camp on the “ What Did You Discover Over the Summer? ” board in the hallway. My first notion was to just kind of turn around and melt into the crowd. I still felt crummy about the way I treated her. But the gentleman in me—the weakling that got me in trouble with the last girl who was all wrong for me—told me to help her out.
She stretched toward the top of the case , attempting to put a trophy on the very top shelf. The stool started sliding just the tiniest bit to the left. I barely made it over to her before it moved all the way out from under her , sending Erica tumbling backwards right into my arms.
Gasping for breath , she turned around and leaned her forehead against my chest. So , this was a bit awkward as everybody in the hall decided to stare at us . I prayed that Thorne was nowhere around. Last thing I needed was to begin my lacrosse team’s Fall B all season with a broken arm.
“ God , I ’ m so glad you caught me ,” she said , trembling.
“ Yeah , me too ,” I answered truthfully. Her body was light. I mean , yeah she was petite , but I swear she didn ’ t weigh no more than like sixty pounds , or something close to that. Okay, she probably weighed more than that, but you get the point.
Glancing at my face , she gave me the chance to check out the strange green in her eyes. I wanted her to move back a bit. There were too many gossip hounds snickering and staring at us. Since we already stood there feeling embarrassed , it was a great time to make up for my less than stellar behavior. She brushed at her clothing, stepped back , and then stared at me , making me feel like walking away without saying a thing.
“ Hey , listen. I ’ m—um. About the other day ,” I began.
“ You ’ re forgiven , Caleb ,” she interrupted and smiled.
“ I had a lot going on that day ,” I added.
“ Yeah. Me too. First week jitters, I guess.”
Why did she have to be so nice? I always figured that with somebody like her it was all about the designer bags and $200 jeans. I didn ’ t expect this girl who stood in front of me.
Sighing , I shuffled on my feet. I suck ed at apologies.
“ What has the world come to? A guy who is sensitive , trusting , and ridiculously sexy , ” she gushed. Bam! That statement most definitely caught me off guard. “ Maybe there is hope for man kind ,” she said and walked away , leaving me standing there , looking a ll stupid with my body parts going wild.
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T raining class that evening turned out to be an enjoyable experience for the first time in a long while . I was look ing forward to them . Maybe life after my ex-girlfriend ’ s move to Nebraska wasn ’ t as doomed as I thought.
Somewhere in the back of my mind , I couldn ’ t help but to think about the Walker girl and the Dark Ones she warned me about. I could tell she was nearby. Something inside of me felt her watching , even though she managed to stay invisible. Maybe what she said made me feel paranoid; but I swear I felt the eyes of somebody or something else watching me too.
Chapter Three
The first week of school flew by. I found myself looking forward to my defense class. Plus , Fall Ball for the l acrosse team geared up.
Shayla Black, Shelley Bradley
Sheri Whitefeather, Dixie Browning