Haunted Memories by Phoebe Rivers

Author:Phoebe Rivers [Rivers, Phoebe]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
ISBN: 9781442440418
Publisher: Simon Spotlight
Published: 2012-01-01T08:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 9

A crown.

A crudely drawn crown on my locker mirror.

Drawn with pink lipstick.

My legs trembled as I stared at it.

Someone had been sneaking into my locker.

Leaving weird messages that made no sense. What did the crown mean? Run for Harvest Queen? Or was it a warning not to?

Was it Avery or someone else?

I wrapped my arms around my ribs, pulling into myself. Everything was wrong.

“Locker explosion?”

He appeared beside me, his dark eyes surveying the damage. For a moment, all I could do was stare. The way his brown hair swept over his broad forehead. The woven band of hemp on his wrist. Then I noticed the papers. Everywhere. My homework. My class notes. Scattered on the floor.

Jayden bent down and began to gather them. “The lockers are wired like time bombs. I think the principal does it. A sinister plot to freak out kids,” he joked.

I smiled. How could I not? “Thanks.” I quickly began to scoop up my papers. “It wasn’t a terrorist plot. The mirror scared me.”

“Bad hair day?” Jayden asked. “That could definitely lead a Harvest Queen to destroy school property.”

“No.” I stood and pointed to the mirror.

To the mirror that was now empty. No crown. No anything.

“What?” he asked, standing.

I stared at the blank mirror. I had seen a crown—right?

Suddenly I wasn’t so sure.

“Uh . . . nothing.” I couldn’t stop looking at the mirror. At my quizzical expression staring back at me.

“Here’s your book.” He pushed my textbook toward me, and I slowly reached for it. Then stopped. Midair.

We had done this before.

He had been standing like this, leaning against the locker and handing me a book. And now . . . here . . . again.

My vision. This was it!

“Do you want it?” He waved the book.

I grabbed hold of the spine, then stepped closer. He smelled just right. Almond soap and peanut butter. I inhaled and took another step closer. The ruby crystal, tucked today in my back pocket, was working. Bringing us together.

The hall grew dark. The air heavy. As if a storm was brewing.

He was here.

Spirit Boy. He stood beside Jayden. Watching me. Daring me with his cold eyes to draw closer.

Jayden must have sensed something too, because he edged away from me. He scanned the nearly empty halls. “Wow! I’m going to miss my bus!” He ran for the main door, his athletic stride covering the distance with ease. Spirit Boy kept pace. “Later!” Jayden called to me down the hall.

“I don’t want to be Harvest Queen!” I yelled after him. But it was too late. He’d already gone.

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