Chapter 2
When you're a Jet,
You're a Jet all the way
From your first cigarette
To your last dyin' day.
When you're a Jet,
If the spit hits the fan,
You got brothers around,
You're a family man!
You're never alone,
You're never disconnected!
You're home with your own:
When company's expected,
You're well …
Ring! Ring!
"Okay, who left their cell phone on during practice?" Mr. Taggert, the new play director, asked.
"Sorry, that was me," Seth said timidly. "I wouldn't have normally left it on, but this is important." Seth grabbed his cell phone and ran into the next room, away from prying ears. He had told Lillian to call him as soon as she found out anything. He hoped that this call was from her. "What do you got for me?"
"Well, that was rude, don't I get a hello or something." Lillian replied.
"No, now tell me what you found out."
"Well, through a logical conclusion, I figured that whoever is giving you these letters must be in the math class before yours. Mr. Bennet puts your seating order on the board each semester so it would be easy for them to know which desk to put the letter on."
"Just get on with it Lillian."
"Well, maybe I won't now that you are being so rude."
"Lillian, please," Seth responded with a bit of desperation and panic in his voice. These letters really were starting to bother him.
"Okay, I acquired a list of Mr. Bennett's seventh period class."
"And how did you acquire this list?"
"I got it from Mr. Bennet."
"Really."
"No. Okay, I stole it. I snuck into the principal's office and stole it, but we're moving on now and you're going to forget that I told you that. I am going to read you off the list and you're going to tell me if any of the names sound familiar, like one of Brian's goons, or an ex-girlfriend, or an ex-friend that may be mad at you, even for the simplest of things. Can you do that?"
"Yeah, just get on with it."
"Ryan Simmons." "No."
"Samantha Lotry." "No."
"Riley Drake." "No."
"Jayde Cooper." "No."
"Claire Smith." "No."
"Joshua Pelz." "No."
"Grant Macko." "No."
"Ashley Kuell." "Yes, wait, no. She dumped me. Never mind, continue."
"We'll right her down just in case. Nate Smith." "Yes. One of Brian's goons."
"Okay, that's good. We better go through the rest of the names though. James Clew." "No."
"Tammy Strong." "No."
"Jacob Rider." "No."
"Okay, that's it. I will look into those two people for you, but I'm pretty sure that nothing bad is going to happen."
"I know, I just can't get rid of this feeling that danger is lurking around the corner somewhere."
"You're just being paranoid Seth. Relax. We can look over these two names when you get home, which is in about ten minutes. Do you think you can hold on till then?" Lillian said teasingly.
"Shut up."
"I don't shut up, I grow up, and when I look at you I throw up."
"You watch way too much television."
"I know, I gotta go, but I will see you soon."
"Bye Lillian." Seth said and hung up the phone. It was then that Seth realized that he had spent way too much time on the phone with his sister for everyone had left when he reentered the stage room, even Mr. Taggert was gone. Seth turned off the lights and locked the door behind him. Something was nagging at the back of his mind though. Had he forgotten something? Seth did an inventory and discovered that he had not left anything behind. So he continued to walk down the alley to the bus station. But thenhe heard something behind him, something was definitely moving behind him and that something was definitely human. He could feel their eyes on his back. Seth began to panic irrationally as he started walking faster, but he realized that his panic was not ill-founded as the footsteps behind him got faster too. Seth managed to reach the street at a dead run, but he made one mistake. Believing that he was safe once he reached the street, Seth stopped, relief flooding through his body. He no longer heard the footsteps. Maybe he had imagined the whole thing and his mind was playing tricks on him. Maybe he was just overreacting and was a bit too jumpy because of the letters. When Seth finally made his mind believe that, he began to start walking again, but before he could take two steps a hand clamped over his mouth and roughly pulled him back into the alley.
The sentence I don't shut up I grow up and when I look at you I throw up is from the movie Stand By Me. That is my favorite movie of all time. And the lyrics are from West Side Story which doesn't belong to me either.