Siren Condemned: Paranormal Prison Series
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It’s not long before I find myself in front of Nico’s Cafe, the local chain coffee shop, and the aroma of coffee draws me inside. I pluck out a freebie card from my wallet in my back pocket. They handed these out a few weeks ago.
I order myself a skim latte with vanilla syrup. With it in hand, I slide into a small booth and enjoy the small luxury of a hot brew in my hands and the tranquil sound of a soft song overhead.
A loud, sharp laugh shatters the peace, and I turn towards the sound.
I spot them and cringe. Two girls in miniskirts followed by three guys mock punching each other, strolling in my direction.
My stomach drops, and I slide in my seat, keeping my head low. Last time I bumped into Alexia, the blonde with legs for miles, she shoved me aside muttering about someone daring to be in her way.
I don’t need snobby shitheads like them making this day even worse.
Their laughter makes me groan on the inside.
“Alexia is such a bae. I love her,” Talia, the other girl says, and they both giggle, while I sip my coffee, wondering how I can slip past them without being seen. I’m so low in the social hierarchy at school, you would think they wouldn’t even notice me. Too bad that hasn’t stopped them from being assholes towards me when they get the chance.
Swallowing my last mouthful of sweet coffee, I grow tired of listening to their drivel.
“Did you see what that bitch, Olivia posted about you online?” Alexa asks, venom lining her voice. “We’ll make her regret it tomorrow.”
Talia snorts and the guys laugh in response. “She’s pissed because she didn’t get accepted into Raven Academy. They rejected her fat ass.” Talia breaks out in an unattractive, high pitched laugh, her friends joining her like baying hyenas, laughing at someone else’s misery.
Raven Academy.
That sounds like something familiar… maybe it’s a school for Edgar Allan Poe lovers? Or it could be a morgue. I type it into the search bar on my phone but find nothing. Was it a new term kind of like the “mile high club”?
“Heard the place’s a hole,” one of the guys says. “The school is run down and only weirdos go there. My Dad knows someone that sent his kid there.”
“I heard it’s a cult,” Alexia replies. “Pretty sure they pray to Satan or something else creepy like that.”
“No, they don’t,” Talia giggles. “Or it would be in the news for sure.”
“Unless they control the media,” she whispers, in a menacing voice. “Haven’t you seen those conspiracy shows I told you to watch about those organizations like the Illuminati? All kinds of shit is real.”
I roll my eyes but remain glued to their conversation. I ought to make my way out of the cafe, but I can’t. Something about the name “Raven Academy” intrigues me. Not much happens in our town, well unless you count Mr. Chamberlain’s death. He drank straight vinegar instead of apple cider vinegar for a new diet craze, and it burned his insides.
“Bet it’s just a snooty Academy for the rich. And Olivia wasn’t rich enough,” another guy adds.
That definitely sounds more realistic, and I suspect that’s why I haven’t heard of the school. Out of my league.
My phone pings with a message.
Your dad isn’t doing too well. You coming home soon? LOL
I type a response hastily to Mom.
Do you know what LOL means?
Two seconds later, her message flashes on my screen.
Love you lots.
I sigh and start typing when a shadow falls over me.
“Ghost girl.” Alexia snaps. “Stop eavesdropping. Don’t you have some other corner to lurk in?”
I jerk my head up, gritting my teeth, meeting her wry smirk. She glares down at me over the booth wall between us.
Breathing through my nostrils loudly, I grip my phone, refusing to engage, to give them fuel, to do anything with them.
Talia’s head pops up alongside Alexia, her tight short curls bouncing around her head, making her look like a doll with a head too big for her body.
“What are you typing?” she asks.
“Shopping list,” I lie and lower my head, unwilling to meet their eyes. Maybe they’ll leave me alone. I tuck my phone into my pocket, already shuffling out of the booth in the opposite direction.
Alexia climbs to her feet and rounds my booth, standing there with her hands on her hips, staring at me. She hates me. Detests me. It’s on her face. And I know why… three months ago one of her exes was stupid enough to ask me to the school dance. I put it down to him mocking me, and I turned him down. But that gave her enough ammunition to make me her enemy for life.
“He never liked you,” she snarls, her upper lip curling. Her words are wicked and vicious.
“Told you before. He’s not my type.”
I stand from the booth and start toward the exit, ready to escape. It’s what I’m good at, running, just like my failed robbery at the 7-11. The thought sinks through me, dampening my spirits even more. I brush my hands down my coat.
“What the hell are you wearing?” she curses at me, eyeing me up and down, scrunching her perfectly sculpted eyebrows as if my outfit offends her.
I lower my gaze and take a wide berth around her, but she snatches my arm, squeezing, her bony fingers feel like an iron grip.
“No one would ever be interested in a loser like you.” Her fingernails press into the fabric, into my flesh, but I don’t show the pain. I bite my lip so I can’t make a sound.
I’ve mastered masking agony from when I keep Mom company as she cries, when I sit by Dad’s bed when he’s too tired to speak, when Alexia and the other girls attack me for no reason other than I exist. But after my day today, a fiery rage surges through me, and I find my voice.
Meeting her gaze, I spit the words and wrench my arm free, “Haven’t you grown tired of this game yet? It’s starting to bore me.”
“Oh, so ghost girl has a backbone,” Talia laughs the words, drawing attention from a few bystanders in the café.
Alexia takes another step closer, her face reddening.
I stand my ground, no matter how much my mind screams to turn and run. To leave because nothing good can come of this. My time is better spent elsewhere, and Mom is waiting for me. Dad isn’t well.
Everyone’s silent. I turn away when she grabs my hair and yanks me backward. Ow! I wince and reach for my head while others in the store gasp.
Someone is marching toward us.
Alexia is in my ear. “Do you think someone like you can threaten me?” She shoves her hand into my shoulder, and I stumble, rubbing the soreness spreading across my scalp, my heart racing. I’m pretty sure she pulled out a chunk of my hair.
The store manager is there all of a sudden, shoulders squared, towering over us. “Take it outside before I call the police.”
I glare at Alexia, my cheeks on fire, tears in my eyes, and I fist my hands.
Nico, the owner appears next, stepping in front of me. “Go home, Adeline.” He knows me, knows my parents, knows we’re struggling. And I hate that because I don’t want pity now or ever.
“I’ll see you at school,” Alexia snarls before whirling around and rejoining her friends.
So many eyes are on me, and I feel the weight of their stares pinning me down. Their stares mix with the feeling of failure, the feeling of dread that is always with me.
I turn around and run out of the store. Only the sound of laughter follows me.
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