I'm not quite sure that reading the books stuff is still allowed. If it is... Well, here you go!
Blue Sargent wasn't a naturally suspicious person. Still, she felt a little uncomfortable around her half-Aunt. She felt really uncomfortable when the place she woke up in wasn't, in fact her room. Nor was she in her bed.
Instead she was on the forest floor, on a bed of leaves, surrounded by four boys.
And now she was past uncomfortable. One of them was glaring at her like she was the cause of all of his problems in life. Another had a hand on his shoulder, as if to restrain him. The other two were looking at her curiously. She silently nicknamed them Mr. President Guy, Soldier Boy, Smudgy Boy and Elegant Boy.
And that was before a book came flying out of nowhere and hit the glaring one on the back of his head.
Blue scrambled to her feet, and backed up to a tree. To say Soldier Boy didn't look happy would be an understatement.
"What's this?" Mr. President Guy said, picking up the book with his forefinger and his thumb, as if it would bite.
"A book," Soldier Boy said sarcastically.
"Hmm," Mr. President Gus said, turning it over to read the summary out loud, "There are only two reasons a non-seer would see a spirit on St. Mark's Eve. Either you're his true love... or you've killed him."
Blue frowned. The boys seemed to forget that she was there, attention fixed on Mr. President Guy.
"Every year, Blue Sargent-"
"What!?" Blue said, eyes wide as the boys whipped towards her.
"What?" The Elegant Boy said, "Do you know what we're doing here?"
He seemed genuine, enough and the boys all seemed like they knew each other. So they didn't bring her there.
"No," Blue said after a moment, "My name is Blue Sargent."
"Oh, I'm Gansey. This is Adam, Ronan and Noah," Mr. President Guy said, pointing to Elegant Boy, Soldier Boy and Smudgy Boy, "So, book sounds interesting so far. Did somebody you know write it?"
"No. I didn't known that there was a book written with my name in it," she said eyeing it.
"Well, only way to know is to keep reading," Gansey said cheerfully, as if they weren't in the middle of the forest with no idea how they got there.
"Every year, Blue Sargent stands next to her clairvoyant mother the soon-to-be dead walk past." Gansey read.
Blue frowned again, "That's true. It's true that we do that."
"How does that work?" Adam asked, frowning.
"My family is psychic," Blue said.
Ronan scoffed.
Rolling his eyes, Gansey started to read again, "Blue never sees them - until this year, when a boy emerges from the dark and speaks to her."
"What!" Blue exclaims, surprised, "That's impossible!"
"I thought you said that your family was psychic," Ronan said, eyes narrowed at her.
"I did," Blue said defiantly, "And my family is psychic. But I'm not."
"So you can only see the dead on St. Mark's Eve if you're psychic, you've killed them, or your their true love," Adam summarized.
Blue's eyes widened. Oh.
Noah cleared his throat, "Maybe if we read more, it'll make more sense."
"His name is-" Gansey cuts himself off abruptly, face going pale as he stares blankly at the page.
"What?" Adam asked.
Ronan grabbed the book and scanned over the last couple of lines.
Scoffing, he passes the book back to Gansey, "You know that this crap isn't true. What, we wake up in a forest with some weird girl, and a book that says you're going to die. Please Gansey. I thought you had common sense."
"And I can't see the dead. So, you have no worries," Blue said, waving away his concerns.
"But," Gansey floundered, "You know what it said at the beginning."
"So she's either you true love or she killed you. We won't find out until we read it," Noah pointed out.
Ronan glared at her.
"His name is Gansey, and he's a rich student at Aglionby, the local private school." Gansey read.
Blue pulled a face.
"Blue has a policy for staying away from Aglionby boys."
"Why?" Noah asked.
Blue shook her head.
"Known as Raven Boys, they can only mean trouble."
"Isn't that a little prejudiced?" Adam said frowning.
"Well, I've never met one that makes me reconsider, so no," Blue said.
"But Blue is drawn to Gansey, in a way that she can't explain. He is on a quest that has encompassed three other Raven Boys: Adam, the scholarship student who resents the privilege around him; Ronan, the fierce soul whose emotions range from anger to despair; and Noah, the taciturn watcher who notices many things but says very little."
"Yep, sounds like us," Ronan snickers.
"How would anybody know that?" Adam says looking a little spooked.
"The same way we got here I suppose," Gansey shrugged.
"For as long as she can remember, Blue has been told that she will cause her true love to die."
"That's harsh," Adam sympathized.
Blue felt her face glowing red. Nobody outside of her family ever knew this.
"Please," Ronan muttered rolling his eyes.
"She doesn't believe in true true love and never thought this would be a problem. But as her life becomes caught up in the strange and sinister world of the Raven Boys, she's not so sure anymore."
"Right," Gansey said, putting away the book, "Explain."
"Well," Blue said, "My family is psychic, but I'm not. And they say that if I ever kiss my true love, he will die."
The boys sucked in a breath.
"I repeat my earlier statement. That's harsh," Adam said.
"I don't see the big idea, true love isn't real," Blue said.
"But that means that you can't kiss anybody, like, ever, incase they die," Noah said.
"Yeah. And I don't want to," Blue said, with steel in her eyes.
"But-" Adam started.
"I'm never going to be able to kiss anybody, so stop trying to convince me that it would be a good idea," Blue said.
The boys glanced at each other.
"Alright," Gansey said, sounding unconvinced.
Blue shot him a glare.
"Are we going to keep reading it?" Noah asked.
"No. I'm getting out of here," Ronan said.
As soon as he tried to leave though, he stopped.
"I thought you were going," Gansey said frowning at him.
"I'm trying. I can't move," Ronan growled.
Gansey and Adam stood up, but as soon as they got to Ronan, they stopped as well.
"So we can't leave," Gansey said, walking back to where Blue and Noah were sitting.
"How are we going to get food?" Adam asked, walking back as well.
Ronan just stood there. Until a picnic basket hit him on the head.
"Fucking hell," he growled, but he grabbed the picnic basket and walked back anyways.
"So I guess we're staying," Noah said.
"Well, if we're staying, we might as well read it," Ronan said eyeing it in distaste.
"Right," Gansey said, "I'm not going to read all of this to you. Blue, you're reading next."
The only thing that Blue could think was that her mom was going to no so worried.