Hello everyone...why am I not getting the multitude of reviews that I was before...?? And why does Chapter 5 have 39 hits when Chapter 6 has 53?? Is someone trying to read out of order or are you just returning to Chapter 6 for some reason...?? Or maybe pressing back after reviewing, since Chapter 5 has no reviews...?? Whatever, I'm probably confusing you. Enjoy Chapter 7!!
--MC
AUGUSTIAN DAY HIGH SCHOOL
GIRLS' LOCKER ROOM
Thursday, August 30th
11:02 am
Massie, Claire, Kristen, and Vanessa, who had started walking to class with the Pretty Committee, all had fourth period gym. Yesterday had been spent getting lockers; today they were going to start the actual class. Where they actually had to play sports. Massie, Vanessa, and Claire trudged into the locker room, dreading the volleyball unit they were starting. Kristen, on the other hand, walked with her head in the air; she was still the best female athlete in the grade.
The four of them had picked lockers close to the hall door, furthest away from where Mrs. Claman, the gym teacher, was, keeping an eye on them. Massie pulled off her street clothes and sauntered up the aisle in her bra and underwear, pretending to go talk to a girl at the front. But Claire knew that Massie only wanted to show off her newly developed chest. The alpha was, indeed, catching everyone's attention.
Kristen had started talking with Miranda Stewart about soccer, and Claire changed quickly before at Vanessa, who had also changed and was pulling a white sweatband over her left wrist. She wasn't quick enough, though, and Claire glimpsed the narrow, horizontal scab Vanessa was covering.
Claire caught a gasp in her throat the same way she caught Vanessa's wrist and pushed back the sweatband. Vanessa pulled away and shoved the white terry cloth band back down. The locker room chatter melded into a hum in the background, and she looked at Claire with deploring eyes.
Claire was frozen with shock. Vanessa Boyd, the perfect movie star sister, the girl Massie was afraid of…Claire couldn't finish the sentence even in her head.
"Please don't tell anyone," Vanessa whispered, her voice desperate.
Claire looked into her amethyst eyes and couldn't fathom why Vanessa would want to slit her wrist like she obviously had. Claire knew Massie wouldn't think twice about Vanessa if she knew, though. She wondered, though, if telling—not Massie, an adult—would be more beneficial to Vanessa.
But there really wasn't anything else Claire could say except, "I won't."
Oooohh suspense!! LOL. Thanks for reading and don't forget to send me a REVIEW!!!
--MC
