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Chapter 2:

We pulled up into our driveway and Nick and I helped to bring in the sandwich platters. My hands were trembling still, no matter how hard I tried to stop them. Every now and then, Nick would look over at me, worried from how I had acted in the car.

Soon all of the sandwiches were lined out on the counter along with the drinks and chips. People began to slowly trickle in, socializing with one another. Eventually, the incident at the sandwich shop began to fade into the background as I enjoyed the graduation party.

Nick had walked off to talk to Aubrey as soon as he saw her arrive at the house. I laughed to myself and went over to get another soda from the cooler. That's when I felt a cold hand touch my shoulder, and I shivered involuntarily. I turned around to see Tricia Stanley waiting expectantly. For once, she didn't seem annoyed at my presence. It wasn't like her at all. "What do you want?" I said coldly, turning my back to her as I reached for my can of soda again. I thought I would never have to see her again. Who invited her anyway?

Instead of replying to my question, she yanked my shoulder back with incredible strength and forced me to turn and face her again. She was back to her normal, fiery-tempered self. Her red-brown eyes searched my face, "We don't have much time. Follow me."

With that, she whipped around and pushed through a crowd of people, her red hair the last thing I saw before she disappeared into the backyard. Time for what? Knowing her, she's probably trying to pull a senior prank or something just as stupid. I better go make sure nothing gets broken. Mom would kill me if anything happened to her new patio furniture...

Leaving the soda on the counter, I step outside and look around. I quickly spot Tricia's usual group of 'friends' hanging around by the pool. It took me a moment to realize that the red-head wasn't with them. Where was she?

I glanced around and noticed her standing in the shadow of a tree at the far corner of our yard. She was impatiently tapping her foot, arms crossed, glancing around as if she was trying to avoid something. Then she spotted me and quickly motioned for me to come to her. If this is all a prank... I swear... I'm not in the mood. I slowly headed her way, not really caring whether it irritated her or not.

As soon as I was within arm's reach, she went to grab my arm. I leaped back and glared at her. What's her problem?!

"Come with me. We need to leave!" she said, brushing off my hostility. She grabbed my hand - it was just as cold as it had been when she had touched my shoulder in the house a few minutes ago. I yanked my hand away, "What's your problem?! I'm not going anywhere with you!" I said, backing away. This is weird. She never acts like this. Why is she trying to hold my hand? Why is she wanting to go off alone with me? A weird feeling settled in my stomach. Something's not right.

Realizing that I did not understand her, she stopped, looking at me curiously. "Honestly, do you really want the purple smoke to come back? Because it will," she said, her face more serious than I had ever seen it before. My eyes widened, "How did you..." I couldn't even form a question as I recalled the events preceding the graduation party.

"Lucky for you, I had followed your car to the sandwich shop and-" "Why were you following me?!" I stepped further back, my heart hammering like it had when the fog had come into the van. How was she involved?! Oh, crap! What if she was...

Before I could finish my thought, she answered me sarcastically, "Oh? Would you rather have been consumed by the purple smoke? You're welcome, cat."

"You? ...You're the one that made it go away? What was that?" Then my face paled, "It would have ... consumed me?" I asked, lowering my voice, in case someone was within hearing distance.

"I'll answer all of your questions later. Right now, we need to escape," she said, grabbing my hand and taking off. This time, I didn't refuse.

Then I realized something, "Did you just call me a cat?" She paused briefly as she picked the lock on our back gate, "Never mind. I forgot that you don't even know," she said absentmindedly as she took one last glance over her shoulder before opening the gate and pulling me through.

After she closed the gate back, Tricia motioned for me to follow her. Our gate led to a back alley that I used to use as a hiding place when I was little. "This way," she said, turning down another street and quickening her pace. I followed right behind her.

"Tricia, where are we going?" I asked as we turned down several more streets. It was getting dark, and we seemed to be getting further and further away from my house. "First off, that's not my real name. Second, I already told you: I'll answer your questions later," she said, looking both ways before crossing another street. "Keep up."

We crossed several more streets, as well as a few alleys, until we ended up standing in front of an old, abandoned office building at the edge of the town. From the looks of it, nobody had occupied it in years. The blinds were drawn in every window and most of them were boarded up to cover broken glass. The door was crooked and only attached by one hinge. I felt that if I looked at it too long, it would collapse. Not the best place to hang out at dusk on a Friday night. Kinda creepy.

"We're here," she said quietly, double checking that we were all alone. "Get inside- hurry. Before someone sees us." With that, she slipped inside. Taking a deep breath, and wishing that this was all just a really weird dream, I followed her.

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