Tags:
Science-Fiction,
Fantasy,
paranormal romance,
Zombie,
dark fantasy,
Young Adult,
Dystopia,
tamara rose blodgett,
death screams,
death whispers,
death series,
death speaks
couldn't either. But, I was an okay student (okay, not stellar) and didn't cause trouble, so why get up my ass?
Her eyes shifted back and forth, gauging my expression. "I think Ms. Chen needs a little visit from you, Mr. Hart."
I groaned. "I'll miss AFTD."
Like I cared.
" Tough, you should have considered that consequence when you got all mouthy."
Nice. "Fine."
She pointed her finger in the direction of the principal's office and I stalked off, silently thanking her for the directional clue. I totally didn't know where the office was. Retarded.
*
Ms. Chen sat across from me in all her black sternness, leg swinging her stiletto pump back and forth, back and forth.
" Mr. Hart... Caleb..." she began, spreading her palms on either side of her, the width of them swallowed by the mondo desk that she sat behind.
" Yes?" I asked, looking mild and innocent. Jonesy could have never pulled it off.
She looked down at her pulse and depressed her thumb, then lifted it, sliding it across the desk to me.
" Please tell me what you see there." She tapped a white-tipped fingernail on the front.
I looked:
Claudia, Caleb Hart keeps jamming his tongue down the throat of my sophomore Empath, Jade LeClerc. Normally, I don't butt my nose in too much but he hovers around the girl so much that I think his powers of distraction linger even after the bell rings. Will you get him to cool it? They behave in a very mature way that is not becoming to the student body as a whole. - Tulle, Megan, KPH
I slid it back to Chen. Yeah, that was definitely Jade and I, dry humping in the hall. Couldn't Tulle gnaw on someone's ass that was really causing problems? Like Brett... or better yet, that creeper that was stalking the chicks. Yeah, him. I felt my blood start to boil and made a conscious effort to loosen my hands and wrap them on the armrests of the chair I was sprawled in.
I didn't say anything and Chen waited. We had a stare down. Then finally she tilted her head and said, "You're not one to volunteer information, Caleb."
I shook my head. "No."
" Hmm..." she put her pen to her lips, obviously still doing the stupid writing thing. "Tell me, is that pulse from Ms. Tulle accurate?"
Kinda. "No, I don't 'jam my tongue down Jade's throat'."
Usually.
She arched her thin black brows and I sat there, listening to the pulse clock whir. "I will let this go this one time. As you know, it has been some time since the brawl ensued in the commons area last year. This is of a different nature. However, we do not want any unsettling trends to begin, do we?"
Like fighting and making out. Gotcha.
" I hear what you're saying, Ms. Chen." I heard but obeying may prove challenging.
" Good. I am pleased we've come to an understanding. I would hate to involve Jade's aunt or possibly your parents."
I hid the flinch with difficulty. My parents I may be able to manage but not Jade's aunt. She wasn't a fan of mine.
Or my zombies.
Chen stood and I did too. She maybe came up to my shoulder, she was a literal china doll. But I had never been one to be fooled by size. Chen was a powerful Null. This had been her first high school admin position. She had been in the same placebo group as Dave Smith. He got the AFTD and she got the shut-it-all-down juice.
She wasn't easily intimidated. Only a mundane could hurt her. None of us teens could.
I hesitated, wondering if I should tell her about what Sophie had said about the attacker.
She cocked an eyebrow again. "Do you have something you wish to say, Caleb?"
Nah, better keep her in the dark. What could she do anyway?
" No."
She gave me a hard stare, she knew I'd been holding back. "Fine, see if you can learn something from the latter half of AFTD."
I strolled out of the office without looking back or giving it a lot of thought.
I'd give it a lot of thought later.
Should've told her.
*
Jade searched, tearing through the bin. When everything was chucked out and in a messy heap by her feet she finally
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