Juliet Immortal by Jay Stacey

Author:Jay, Stacey [Jay, Stacey]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
ISBN: 9780375898938
Publisher: Random House, Inc.
Published: 2011-08-09T04:00:00+00:00

FIFTEEN

The second bell rings as I reach campus and the last of the students still plodding in from the parking lot quicken their steps down the path. I join them—just until I’ve passed Mr. Stark, who’s on morning duty—then cut to the right, slinking around the school office building, hunched over so the top of my head won’t be seen in the principal’s window. The ground is spongy and slick. It oozes beneath my feet, making sucking sounds each time it’s forced to release my boot.

By the time I creep around Building A and make my way to the back entrance of the theater, my sweater is sodden and my boots are covered in mud. I shake the damp off as best I can and reach for the door. It opens with a barely audible groan. Inside, the theater is dark, except for the ghost light perched on the stage on the other side of the curtains. It penetrates the deep red velvet, casting the backstage in a hellish glow.

The heavy door clunks shut behind me, sealing me inside with the eerie light and the peculiarly still air of places that are usually filled with noise. Apprehension lifts the hairs on the back of my neck.

Squeezing the soggy strap of my backpack, I pad toward the dressing room, boots nearly silent on the paint-spattered floor. This afternoon Ben and I are supposed to paint over the mess we’ve made working on the flats, cover the floor with a fresh coat of black before the dress rehearsal tonight.

I wonder if he’ll show up, or if he’ll decide he’d rather not spend any more time with me.

I tug open the dressing room door but almost immediately close it again, letting it ease shut but for the barest inch. Someone is inside. The light is on, and I caught a flash of movement in the corner. I have no idea who—or what—is in there, but I don’t want to be seen. My meeting with Romeo will have to be relocated.

Unless Romeo has already arrived …

I peek through the crack in the door, angling my head until I can see the far corner of the room and the sink where I wash up after painting. His back is turned, his shoulders hunched as he scrubs something clean in the sink, but I recognize Ben the second I lay eyes on him. My gaze roams over his wild hair, the strong line of his back, his narrow hips hugged by paint-spattered jeans. My heart lurches and my mouth goes dry.

There he is, the boy I love, his aura still rosy, but not red.

Just looking at him makes my fingers ache to touch his face, to curl around his neck, to pull his lips to mine and tell him all my secrets in a kiss. I want to feel his arms around me, the comfort of his bones resting against mine. I want to look into his eyes and see that there is nothing in the world but the two of us and that is enough.

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