Shai's POV
I opened the front door in high spirits. After spending close to four hours in the public library I had finally found records of a girl who resembled the spirit.
I spent about two hours searching through old town records. I found nothing that sparked my interest in old newspapers, but the again the librarian told me a fire had destroyed a lot of those a couple years ago so there was a lot of gaps. Finally I came across an obituary for a women named Emily Grant who died in 2011. The obituary itself held nothing for me but the photo caught my attention. The eyes of the old women looked exactly like the little girl. I decided to look through birth certificates, no one named Emily Grant was born locally in the year the old women had apparently been born.
Frustrated I turned to my plan B, Google. I typed in Emily Grant's name, her supposed birth date, Liverpool England, and the date of her death, nothing. Still I kept at it, I wasn't going to give up on this gut feeling I had. After about another hour of searching the internet with every phrase (and every unpleasant four letter word) I could think of, I still found nothing. Then I hit pay dirt. I found that a little girl by the name of Sarah Frobisher-Smythe was born locally on Emily Grant's birth date. Normally this would mean nothing I mean how many people were born everyday, but every photo I found of Sarah Frobisher-Smythe identically resembled those of Emily Grant's. Either Sarah and Emily were related, or they were the same person. The last hour of my research consisted of me finding out everything there was to know about the Frobisher-Smythes. I didn't learn everything I wanted to, but I had learned enough to know that Sarah would be a big help to me if I could contact her.
Contact her?
That was the first time that thought had gone through my head. If Sarah knew that Rufus was in the house before than she might know other things. I knew what I was doing when I got home.
My thoughts as I walked home were interrupted by an all too familiar voice.
"Hey, Shai." I turned to face the boy who had practically flattened me the day before.
"Hey.." I trailed off realizing I had never asked what his name was yesterday.
"Ethan." He said.
Ethan? Sounded a little familiar don't know why.
"What'cha doin" He glanced at the print-outs in my hand. I immediately pulled back to keep him from seeing.
Everybody knows everything about everybody else.
His words flashed through my mind, I knew that researching a long dead family wasn't considered normal. I don't need people digging into what I'm doing.
"Do you wanna join us we're playing basketball." He offered.
I turned to look at the group of people he had broken out of to come talk to me.
They all looked about either 14,15 and one looked older.
"Come on." He didn't wait for an answer he just grabbed my elbow and dragged me towards the cement fenced in basketball court. There he introduced me to his friends.
"Guys this is Shai. I nearly killed her yesterday so I thought maybe she'd want to join us." I looked at the group of people I was now I the midst of. The first one he introduced was a red head with dark brown eyes filled with..anger? (Jade Miller, his sister) Then, a girl my age with blonde hair and dark eyes (Kiara Lewis) Her brother an African American a year older than me (Alex Lewis) A girl with dark brown hair and clear blue eyes (Sophie Clark) And a boy with blonde hair and dark eyes that was also my age (David Campbell). I was surprised that the only person who didn't seem to like me was Jade. I actually got along with everyone else pretty well. We played a couple rounds of basketball and just kind of hung out.
I actually managed to forget how dangerous a situation I was in. Which isn't a good idea on my part, ever.
When I did get home later that day I went up to my room and hid the papers amongst a my books where they were well hidden. I went back downstairs to see dad was on the phone with someone he sounded...sad.
"Yeah, I'll tell her." I heard him say. "No, I get it. Okay, thank you." He hung up and I didn't like the look on his face.
"Shai, I have to tell you something." I didn't need super human instincts to know that something was up, or that whatever it was I wasn't going to like it.
"It's about your mom.." He started, and that's when I almost lost it.
"Is she okay?" I had to try hard to keep my voice steady.
"Shai...She's missing."
The room was so suffocatingly silent you could hear a pin drop.
Hey guys so the story's really just starting to get into the main points so please keep reading. I didn't want to end the chapter on a totally depressing note so I put that last part in to lighten the mood just a little bit.
Did it work?I promise I'll post as soon as I can.