CHAPTER 2
"I love the smell of bacon in the morning." Jen said happily as we walked to my kitchen.
"Mom, Jen is here." I called as I trailed behind Jen.
"Good. That means this food wont go to waste." My mom said as we sat at the kitchen table.
"OK girls I'm off to work. I'll see you later."
My mom kissed us both on the top of our heads before grabbing her purse and keys and walking to her car.
"Your mom is a great cook." Jen said between bites of bacon. I'm guessing just to break our silence.
"So you've said before." I answered quietly keeping my eyes on my food.
"Is something wrong Needy?" *Did she really just ask that?* I thought to myself.
"Oh, I don't know Jen. Maybe the fact that people are being killed left and right, or maybe it's because you kissed me last night, oh, wait, there's one more…" I paused not sure whether or not to continue, then decided why not. "maybe the fact that for some reason I have a feeling you've played a part in the deaths." I let everything I was thinking out in the open, which seemed to surprise Jen, or maybe it was my accusation.
"What are you going on about Needy?" Jen questioned innocently as if everything I just said was nothing at all.
"You know damn good and well what I'm talking about." Traitor tears were rolling down my cheeks and I couldn't make them stop.
"Please don't cry." Jen said as she got up, pulled me to my feet, and wrapped her arms around me in a comforting way.
"Just tell me what's going on." I begged.
"I will. Later. Right now we have school. I'll spend the night here tonight and I'll explain." Jen said sincerely.
I could tell she was telling the truth by the way she was looking me in the eyes. She could never lie to me if she looked me in the eye because it gave her emotions away.
"OK." I said after a minute and had calmed down enough to throw the rest of breakfast away.
"Ready to go?" Jen asked as I made my way to the living room, where I'd left my back pack the day before.
"Yeah, let's go." I answered with a sigh.
JEN'S POV
I can't believe Needy is starting to figure things out. I never thought she would put things together. But now I have to tell her. She'd know if I lied to her.
*I wonder what she thinks of me kissing her.* I thought to myself as we got in my car.
I've been trying to figure out what the kiss meant to her because for some weird reason it meant a lot to me. And then this morning when I seen her standing in the door way I just wanted to snatch her up and kiss her again.
"I really don't want to be here today." Needy grumbled as we walked to our first period and effectively interrupting my thoughts.
"Me either." I agreed.
Maybe another thing we'll talk about tonight is that kiss….wait, no, this could be bad. She could hate me, or worse…..I could hurt her. It would kill me if she hated me after tonight.
*today is not going to be a good day.* I thought as we sat down in our first period.