Prom Dates from Hell by Rosemary Clement-Moore

Author:Rosemary Clement-Moore
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi, pdf
ISBN: 9780375849077
Publisher: Random House Children's Books
Published: 2008-04-22T04:00:00+00:00

Justin and I argued briefly over who should drive; I liked being in the driver’s seat—big surprise—but in the end it came down to efficiency. His car was parked behind mine.

“What were you and Dad talking about while I went upstairs?” I didn’t waste time once we were on the road. “You weren’t making some macho, keep-the-little-woman-safe pact, were you?”

He flicked me a glance but otherwise kept his eyes on the road, Mr. Conscientious behind the wheel. “I can’t imagine that any man who knows you would make that mistake.”

A dogleg of an answer if ever I heard one. I spiked a volley in another direction. “You’re not going to flunk out or anything because I dragged you into this mess, are you? I’m not sure I can afford the karma hit if you do.”

His mouth turned up in a crooked smile. “I’m not going to flunk out. And you didn’t hold me at gunpoint.” I acknowledged that was true. “Anyway, I wouldn’t be able to concentrate wondering what you’d left out of last night’s drama.”

“Did I leave anything out?” Sleep had been dragging me down when I’d talked to him on the phone. “I can’t remember.”

“Just start from the beginning. The long version.”

I didn’t have time for the long version; Avalon isn’t that big of a town. I had just gotten to Jess Minor going postal, and the Shadow’s malicious delight, when we pulled into one of the university’s big parking lots, virtually empty on Saturday morning. Justin turned in his seat to face me, his square jaw set, one hand still grasping the steering wheel tightly.

“I wondered about the scratches.” He reached out as if to touch my face, then redirected the movement, pointing to his own cheek instead. “You’ve got a bruise, too.”

“Yeah.” I held up my hand, knuckles out. “But look! I got in a punch, at least.”

“Good for you.” I couldn’t interpret his tension, but I thought it might be that he was trying hard to restrain old-fashioned protectiveness. He confirmed my hunch when he asked, as if he couldn’t help himself, “But you’re all right? Your voice still sounds awful. I can’t believe you didn’t mention the almost dying part last night.”

“I didn’t almost die.” I refused to believe anything different. “Do you think she was really possessed? I mean, her head didn’t spin around or anything, but it was freaky.”

“Possession is a term with a lot of baggage. Let’s say, ‘Overshadowed.’”

I shivered. I’d started thinking about the whatever-it-was as the Shadow, with a capital S. The word fit. “I’m cool with less implied Exorcist in my life.”

Justin tapped his fingers thoughtfully on the steering wheel. “I wonder why the Minor one and not the leader? Or one of the boys, who might have easily done real damage to you?”

I shrugged and reached for the door handle. “Weak-minded but mean. She was the perfect hostess.”

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