Blue Masked Hero by Dee J Stone

Blue Masked Hero by Dee J Stone

Author:Dee J Stone [Stone, Dee J]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: UNKNOWN
Published: 2016-07-23T23:00:00+00:00


Chapter Eighteen

Matt looks bummed when I walk into the kitchen the next morning. The total opposite of me. I feel like I can conquer the world. Like there’s no suffering out there. Like I want to dance and dance until my feet fall off.

Nicole. Nicole. Nicole.

“You’re in a good mood,” Matt says with a sour tone. I don’t know what happened after I went to my room last night, but I bet he got punished. He keeps sending me death glares, but I don’t care. Because Nicole and I shared moments last night. Lots and lots of moments. Like when we hugged and held hands and smiled at one another.

Dad, who’s sitting at the table, puts down the newspaper and raises an eyebrow at me. “What has you all energized?”

I try to hide my smile, but I don’t think I succeed. I’m not going to tell them about Nicole yet. Don’t want to jinx it.

“Nothing,” I say.

Kaylee twirls into the room, humming the famous kids’ song that doesn’t quit playing on the radio. She’s got another dance recital coming up soon and that’s probably why she’s in a good mood, too. I guess she and dance are no longer at war.

When she sees me, she leaps over and flings her arms around my stomach. “Piggyback ride! You promised.”

I do as she asks.

Once breakfast is inside me, I head for the bus stop to meet up with Maddie. I’m in the mood to fly.

Maddie’s not there. Weird, since she’s always early. I check my phone for a text, but I don’t have anything.

I wait a few minutes and she still doesn’t show. I text her, asking where she is. She tells me she caught a ride with her stepdad.

I’m about to shoot to the sky toward school, when an idea pops into my head. After making sure I’m invisible and getting into my uniform and mask, I zoom to Nicole’s house. I hope she didn’t leave for school yet.

I hover outside her window, not sure if it’ll be rude for me to peek inside. Yeah, it probably is rude. Instead, I peer into the window on the first floor, to the kitchen, and see Nicole and her family sitting at the table, talking and laughing. Nicole’s chair faces the window and when she sees me, she drops her fork.

“I’m going to school.” She grabs her bag, kisses her parents goodbye, then meets me outside. “What are you doing here?”

I hold out my hand. “Thought you might want a lift to school.”

She stares at my hand. “As in, fly?”

I nod, too vehemently for my own good.

She shifts from one foot to the other, biting her lip.

“What’s wrong?” I ask.

“I kind of have a problem with heights.”

I don’t know why I find that adorable. Holding out my hand again, I say, “I won’t let you fall. Trust me.”

She looks at my hand unsurely.

“Please?” I ask. “I swear you can trust me.”

She stares at me for a bit, her face slowly changing from uncertainty to confidence.



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