everyone stared.
“Julia Jones! You bitch! You just couldn’t stand to see me with him, could you?”
The feeling of guilt coursed through me, it seemed to spread like wildfire. Although I hoped and prayed she wouldn’t know I was to blame, I really didn’t expect that possibility to eventuate.
There was another issue though. Regardless of the guilt I felt, the words I imagined being confronted with, the words I could picture Sara spitting forth like toxic venom, were actually true.
“You couldn’t stand to see me with him, could you?”
Watching the two of them together had been unbearable. It was a sight I’d been unable to accept. Anyone but Sara Hamilton. Anyone but her!
I began to break into a heavy sweat. I could feel the beads of perspiration dripping from my forehead. Wiping my face on the back of my sleeve, I took a deep breath. My mind was woozy and I could not think straight.
“Why won’t my locker open?” My frustration was worsened by the fact that I felt so unwell. I just wanted to put my books away and go home. And if I didn’t hurry I was going to miss the bus.
I tried the combination one more time. “If I can’t open it, I’ll just have to take my books with me.” The thought filtered vaguely through my mind as I fiddled with the clasp, in one last ditch attempt to open the lock.
When finally the door swung wide and I looked into the dark interior, I blinked. Perplexed, I reached inside to retrieve the strange shape that was staring out at me.
“Where on earth did this come from?” Muttering to myself, I stood confused and wary. It was the strangest looking thing I had ever seen.
In my vague and muddled state, my mind refused to process exactly what the unusual object was. But then, realization dawned. It was an instant comprehension, a sudden and total understanding of what was in my hand. Speechless, and riveted to the spot, all thoughts of the bus that I would surely miss if I did not hurry, disappeared from my mind.
Right then, missing the bus had become the very last of my concerns.
Overcome with a sudden flush of heat, I felt my head spin. Images of Sara flooded my senses. Even in my dazed and disoriented state, I could see her eyes, cold and menacing as they pierced through the fog of shock and nausea that was threatening to erupt all over the scene in front of me.
Gasping for breath, I turned cautiously, daring to look behind me, convinced she would be there smirking, mocking, laughing; triumphant in her revenge. But to my utter surprise, there was no menacing stare. In fact very few people remained in the hallway where I stood as I tried to comprehend the scenario I’d been faced with.
And then, I felt my eyes roll back into my head, just before everything went black.
***
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Book 2 - Roller Coaster Love
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