Part 13
Erica woke the to the ringing of the alarm clock early the next morning. She knew Celeste and Triana were likely to be asking about her disappointing date with Dathan.
Maybe she needed to focus on someone who was more her type. She wasn't even sure what her type was. Back in Carolina she had been an outcast, a nobody, no boy had ever even looked at her like they were trying to figure out what she must be like.
No one had ever done that. It was only her second day here and she had no idea if Celeste and Triana really wanted to be her friends or whether they were just trying to avoid getting...
What?
Why was everyone so afraid of Scarlet Blackthorn? It was something that was going to bug her until she knew the answer.
Erica sighed as she washed and dressed. Hadn't she wanted a more interesting life? Well, yes, she thought as she brushed her hair. ~There's a difference between a more interesting life and a *dangerous* one.~
Considering Dathan's weird and scary friends, maybe it would be safer if she just stayed away from that crowd all together.
When Erica arrived in the kitchen her mother was pacing up and down, a worried look on her face.
"What's wrong?" Erica asked, helping herself to two piece of ready-made toast and butter.
"Do you know if your sister went out last night?" her mother asked,
Erica remembered Janelle not being around when she'd come home last night. It hadn't been that late, only about eleven. "No," she answered. "Maybe she stayed at a friend's house and forgot to call."
It sounded like the type of irresponsible thing Janelle would do, go out without letting anyone know where she was.
"I guess, maybe." Her mother sounded vague and distant.
Erica wondered what else to say. It was no secret she couldn't stand Janelle anymore than Janelle could stand her. It would serve her right if something had happened to her,
Erica's mother dropped her off outside the school building. As Erica headed inside the school building the first person she saw was Scarlet Blackthorn and her friend Ara. They seemed to be arguing about something.
Scarlet glared at her. "What are you looking at?" she snapped.
Erica didn't bother replying and walked away towards her locker. Cole fell into step with her. "Do anything interesting last night?"
Erica wondered if that was supposed to mean something. "Not really," she admitted, not pleased to know she was actually telling the truth.
"I heard you had a date with Dathan Redfern," Cole said casually.
Was there anyone in school who *didn't* actually know she had a date with Dathan last night. "Nothing happened," she said with a shrug. "He's not really my type."
Cole actually smiled. "Well that's a relief."
Erica was confused. Was he jealous or something? She didn't know how to reply o that. "Mm," was all she could think of to say.
"See you in English." Cole waved and hurried off.
How come everyone was so interested? She was careful to avoid Scarlet when they passed. Scarlet just smirked smugly at her. Erica felt as if she were a hamster in a maze with no idea which way to go. What the hell was going on?
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Erica woke the to the ringing of the alarm clock early the next morning. She knew Celeste and Triana were likely to be asking about her disappointing date with Dathan.
Maybe she needed to focus on someone who was more her type. She wasn't even sure what her type was. Back in Carolina she had been an outcast, a nobody, no boy had ever even looked at her like they were trying to figure out what she must be like.
No one had ever done that. It was only her second day here and she had no idea if Celeste and Triana really wanted to be her friends or whether they were just trying to avoid getting...
What?
Why was everyone so afraid of Scarlet Blackthorn? It was something that was going to bug her until she knew the answer.
Erica sighed as she washed and dressed. Hadn't she wanted a more interesting life? Well, yes, she thought as she brushed her hair. ~There's a difference between a more interesting life and a *dangerous* one.~
Considering Dathan's weird and scary friends, maybe it would be safer if she just stayed away from that crowd all together.
When Erica arrived in the kitchen her mother was pacing up and down, a worried look on her face.
"What's wrong?" Erica asked, helping herself to two piece of ready-made toast and butter.
"Do you know if your sister went out last night?" her mother asked,
Erica remembered Janelle not being around when she'd come home last night. It hadn't been that late, only about eleven. "No," she answered. "Maybe she stayed at a friend's house and forgot to call."
It sounded like the type of irresponsible thing Janelle would do, go out without letting anyone know where she was.
"I guess, maybe." Her mother sounded vague and distant.
Erica wondered what else to say. It was no secret she couldn't stand Janelle anymore than Janelle could stand her. It would serve her right if something had happened to her,
Erica's mother dropped her off outside the school building. As Erica headed inside the school building the first person she saw was Scarlet Blackthorn and her friend Ara. They seemed to be arguing about something.
Scarlet glared at her. "What are you looking at?" she snapped.
Erica didn't bother replying and walked away towards her locker. Cole fell into step with her. "Do anything interesting last night?"
Erica wondered if that was supposed to mean something. "Not really," she admitted, not pleased to know she was actually telling the truth.
"I heard you had a date with Dathan Redfern," Cole said casually.
Was there anyone in school who *didn't* actually know she had a date with Dathan last night. "Nothing happened," she said with a shrug. "He's not really my type."
Cole actually smiled. "Well that's a relief."
Erica was confused. Was he jealous or something? She didn't know how to reply o that. "Mm," was all she could think of to say.
"See you in English." Cole waved and hurried off.
How come everyone was so interested? She was careful to avoid Scarlet when they passed. Scarlet just smirked smugly at her. Erica felt as if she were a hamster in a maze with no idea which way to go. What the hell was going on?
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