“What’s up?” he asked conversationally.
Where should I start? My life has spun completely out of control, or someone broke into my locker during lunch and took some of my stuff, or better yet, surprise, I’m not human.
I leaned my back against my locker, closed my eyes and slid down the length of it to the floor. A second later I felt Ian next to me. He didn’t touch me or say anything comforting. Which in my messed up state, I took as a sweet gesture. I was so overrun with dread and fear that I started to shake. I wrapped my arms tight over my chest and fought to pull myself together.
“Are you okay?” he asked.
“It’s just been a really bad day,” I replied.
“Looks like more than just a bad day.”
“I shouldn’t be freaking out,” I said. “It’s really not that serious. Someone went through my locker while we were at lunch. You were right earlier when you said I was hiding. I’m a private person, and I don’t like that someone poked around in my things.”
I expected his reaction to be a shrug or some reassurance that it had been a harmless prank. Instead, he took a deep breath and looked me straight in the eye. “I think someone has been following you,” he stated.
That startled me. Could he really know about the black car that tailed me last night. I couldn’t see how. I tried to play it off by laughing. “Why would someone follow me?” I asked.
“Maybe its the guy who stole your book.” I started to object, but he stopped me. “It’s okay, Alison. You’re not in this alone.”
I wasn’t sure what he meant by that, but I wanted to get away from him and his concern as quickly as possible. I tried to get up, but he put a hand on my shoulder and held me back. “There’s a lot I need to tell you,” he continued, “but not here.”
“You have a lot to tell me about what?” I asked lightly.
He bent his head to meet my gaze straight on. “You can trust me,” he whispered. “I’m not here to hurt you.”
I shook my head at the absurdity of it all. It sounded like he was repeating words from a movie. Was this really my life?
About the Author
Gloria Craw grew up in the desert southwest, inspired every day by the wide skies and rich colors around her. After high school, she attended the University of Utah where she majored and got a degree in anthropology. These days, she lives in the ‘burbs’ just outside of Seattle, Washington where she is the shepherd of a husband, four daughters and a very hairy dog.