Runaway by Meg Cabot

Author:Meg Cabot
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Young adult fiction, tissues, Fiction, Other, New York (N.Y.), Models (Persons), Juvenile Fiction, Identity, Social Issues, Love & Romance, Holidays & Celebrations, Transplantation of organs, Runaways, Non-Religious, Friendship, Action & Adventure - General, Action & Adventure, Children: Young Adult (Gr. 7-9), General, etc, Social Issues - Friendship, etc., Children's Books - Young Adult Fiction
ISBN: 9780545040600
Publisher: Scholastic Inc.
Published: 2010-11-13T02:00:00+00:00

Thirteen

THE GUY WHO’D BEEN FOLLOWING ME looked up from his cell phone, startled. Then he looked behind him to see if Christopher was talking to someone else.

“I’m talking to you,” Christopher cried, going right up to Fancy Pants and shoving him on the shoulder. “Were you just following my girlfriend?”

That’s right. Christopher shoved the Stark security guy in the shoulder.

He also called me his girlfriend.

My heart began slamming behind my ribs, and not from the possible confrontation I knew was about to ensue.

Fancy Pants did not like Christopher calling so much attention to him. Either that, or he didn’t like being shoved, even though, to be truthful, it was only a little shove. He put his cell phone away and said, in a controlled voice, “I don’t know you, son. Please take your hand off me.”

“What do you mean, you don’t know me?” Christopher asked, still using a voice loud enough to make everyone on the sidewalk look around at us. “You’re sure acting like you know me. Or at least like you know my girlfriend, Nikki Howard. Because you’ve been following her for the past four blocks.”

There! He’d said it again! Girlfriend! I definitely hadn’t mistaken it.

When Christopher said the words Nikki Howard, a lot more people started paying attention. They actually slowed down on the sidewalk, or stopped walking altogether and stood there and started staring. One big burly guy who’d been unloading cans of soda from a truck on the corner actually came over and got in Fancy Pants’s face.

“Hey!” Burly Guy said. “That true? You following Nikki Howard?”

Fancy Pants looked quickly around, as if for an escape route. He actually began reaching inside his coat— and not for a cell phone, which I’d already seen him drop into the trench’s wide side pocket.

I was standing at just the right angle to catch a glimpse of exactly what it was inside his coat he was reaching for……a gun. In a shoulder holster, the handle nestled underneath his arm.

I gasped, and reached out to grab Christopher’s arm, my fingers sinking into the leather of his jacket. I think I stopped breathing for a minute. I couldn’t believe it.

A gun! He actually had a gun! He was going to try to shoot us!

But between Christopher, Burly Guy, the gathering crowd, and me, there were apparently too many witnesses. Because a second later, Fancy Pants’s hand dropped away from the gun, and instead, he seemed to be looking for a different way out of his tight situation.

I continued to hold on to Christopher’s arm, so freaked out I wasn’t sure I could have remained upright if I didn’t cling to him. A gun! He had a gun! And he’d been going to use it!

“That’s not nice!” Burly Guy said, poking Fancy Pants in the chest— quite sharply, I thought. Especially considering the fact that he had a gun. “We leave celebrities alone around here!”

“True,” Christopher said, shaking his head sadly at Fancy Pants. “We really do.”

Fancy Pants looked perturbed.

But there was no way he could shoot his way out of this situation.

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