“Whoa! What are you doing?”
I cupped my cheeks, “Sorry, you scared me.” I stalled for a moment, soaking his face in. Beyond his cute light brown eyes and shaggy dirty blonde hair, this boy felt familiar. A spark of electricity bounced off his eyes, and how his face shifted in his surprise at seeing me, I had guessed he felt something similar. Pulled away by a thought, the boy forced his eyes away and down at his hands. I pointed back behind me, “I’m just trying to find my dorm room.”
He jerked his head away as a thought pained him. “Okay. Well… see ya.”
“Wait!” I reached out stop him. He moved cautiously, as if aware that something wasn’t right, but didn’t want to confront the question. I shook my head, loosening a laugh, “I’m sorry, this is so weird. Do I know you?”
He smiled as if he was nervous, “No. Sorry. Definitely not.” His eyes strained in his lie as he shifted his body weight onto his other foot. I glanced warily upward and noticed his room number 305 was crooked. The blocks had been stuck back on the wall with tape.
“Did you do that to your door?”
He turned back. “No, that was my roommate. He rammed a bedframe into the wall and knocked them down. What’s your room number; maybe I can point you in the right direction.”
“1502.”
Carefully he leaned around me, ensuring his body didn’t brush past mine. I couldn’t help but pout at his aversion to me, “Next block over, you should be on the second floor.”
“Thank you. I’m Jennifer, by the way.” He merely nodded, again sending out the vibe of wanting to be left alone. Despite the pull of my heart, I promptly turned away. “Okay, so…. I guess I’ll be going.” I quickened my pace, silently cursing myself for my social awkwardness, when he shouted after me.
“Wait, Jennifer?”
I turned around. “Yes?”
He licked his lips in consideration. The look that crossed him, a look of desperation and fear didn’t match our casual greeting. I found myself unable to look away. “Do you believe in fate?” The question caught me off guard. Before I could speak he shook his head. “Never mind. I’m Adam. I’ll see you around campus, yeah?”
I bit my smile. “I would like that.” He eased his headphones into his ears, then turned and jogged down the corridor. Butterflies soared into me, and I turned and skipped away. Do you believe in fate? I’m not sure of my own answer, honestly but this boy had secrets and, for some strange reason, I really wanted to find them out.
To live in the Demonic Ghost world has been an incredibly exciting and fulfilling journey. And now that it is over, I can feel a part of me being left behind.
Thank you to all my readers and supporters for your continual kindness and encouragement, I can’t express how happy I am to hear from you and meet you at book signings. Because of you, I am able to write and to reach my childhood dream of becoming an author. I cannot thank you enough.
To Staccato Publishing, thank you for all your hard work and for spending all those hours editing, formatting and turning My Demonic Ghost into the amazing three part series it is today. Thank you to my beta readers, thank you to my blogger and author friends for being inspirations to me. I am so lucky to be surrounded by such incredible people.
And of course, thank you to my family for always supporting me 100%. David and Jacqui, Melissa and Jason you mean the world to me.
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