Chapter 9 second thoughts

Sarah's POV

Luke and I picked our way down a dirt road in the New York countryside. As we walked I reflected on the events that had transpired in the last 24 hours. I couldn't shake the feeling that Luke was hiding something, I realize that I haven't known Luke all that long. But that doesn't change the fact he's had some major character breaks. Like on the bus as he yelled at the passengers, everything in his body language had changed. Not only that, his voice had carried so much authority. Like he was used to giving orders, and having them carried out no questions asked. What unnerved me the most, was how easily Luke was able to get around my power. Normally the voice could tell me instantly when someone lied, however with Luke there was a slight delay. Which made it hard to figure out what he actually lied about, he also was very good at speaking in half truths. By only changing one or two small details Luke could impress on you an entirely different meaning, than what he actually meant. Also the more I thought about it I realized how little information he actually gave me about why he left the camp. Nor did he mention why everyone thought he was dead. Too many things weren't adding up, I just hoped Camp-Halfblood would hold the answers. I glanced over at Luke, he was back to his usual self. Perfect yet relaxed posture, one hand casually on the hilt of his sword to keep it from smacking into his leg. There was no sign of the stern commanding figure from the bus. A twinge of jealousy snuck up on me, as I thought about the girl from earlier. Luke had been casuall enough talking about her, but it was obvious by the look on his face that he cared a lot about her. Mentally I kicked myself, what did it matter anyway? The jealous part of me thought, (because she's beautiful and they obviously have history together.) Sensible me thought back, (Luke doesn't want his old life back, he made that clear. Besides he said he knew her when she was a kid. Not only that, she probably thinks he's dead.) Jealous me thought, (I guess this isn't as bad as the coffee shop girls. The only trouble with dating an attractive guy is that every other girl tries to make a move on him.) I sighed a little louder than intended, Luke looked over at me and asked.

"What?"

"What? What?" I replied.

With a chuckle he said, "What was the sigh for?"

"Oh, just thinking about random stuff."

We continued walking in comfortable silence.