Slide by Hathaway Jill

Author:Hathaway, Jill [Hathaway, Jill]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Fiction, Suspense, Science Fiction, Social Issues, Murder, Family, Secrets, Juvenile Fiction, Mysteries & Detective Stories, Siblings, Narcolepsy, Law & Crime, Psychic Ability, High Schools, Sisters, Best Friends, Friendship, School & Education, Schools
ISBN: 9780062077905
Google: 09iCZwEACAAJ
Amazon: 0062077902
Publisher: Balzer + Bray
Published: 2012-01-01T07:00:00+00:00

Zane and I mix with the stream of students flowing down the hallway. Someone catches my elbow, and I turn to see a blond cheerleader I used to be sort of friends with. Her eyes are bright, and she’s bubbling with excitement.

“You missed it. Mattie and Amber got into a fight!”

“What?”

“Just now. Mattie called Amber a slut, so Amber punched her. It was. So. Insane.” The girl breaks away from me and launches herself toward someone else to broadcast the latest news.

“What’s wrong?” Zane asks when he sees how white my face has become.

“It’s my sister. Jesus, I’ve gotta find her. I’ll talk to you later.”

“Sure, no problem. See you.” He squeezes my hand and then disappears into the crowd of people. I stand on my tippy-toes and survey the masses on their way to class, frantically searching for my sister’s face. She’s nowhere to be seen. I let the flow of bodies carry me down the hallway, passing classrooms and drinking fountains. As we pass the office, I spot Mattie through the window.

Mattie and Amber sit outside the principal’s office, only one tacky orange chair between them. They avoid looking at each other, grimacing at their laps. My sister’s clothes are disheveled, the neckline of her cheerleading uniform ripped.

Nasty emerges from his office. His mouth makes shapes and his finger points as he speaks, but I can’t hear him behind the smudgy window. He says something to my sister and then waves her out of his office like he’s tired of seeing her.

She bursts through the door and almost slams right into me. “Vee!”

I steer her toward the girls’ bathroom by her elbow. A senior in ridiculously high heels stands before a mirror, coaxing a contact lens back into place. She blinks a few times, picks up her pink purse from the counter, and brushes past us on her way out. All the stalls are empty, so I’m free to WTF all I want.

“What happened?” I demand, crossing my arms over my chest.

Promptly, Mattie bursts into tears. “Amber’s such a bitch. She said Scotch knocked Sophie up and that’s why she killed herself.”

I let out a deep breath. “She said that?”

Mattie ducks into a stall and starts unrolling toilet paper. She dabs at her cheeks, wiping away the mascara streams coursing down her face. “Yeah, well, we were at my locker, and Samantha made some comment about Amber taking off with Scotch after the funeral. Amber hinted that he told her something big, and we kind of pushed her into telling us.”

“And then she hit you?”

Mattie shakes her head. “No. Amber said that’s why Sophie must have killed herself—because of the pregnancy. I got pissed because it’s like she was excusing herself from any responsibility. I mean, after what we did . . . So I asked her if she’d already forgotten about the picture we’d sent everyone, if she really thought that had nothing to do with Sophie’s suicide. That’s when she punched me.”

I sigh. “Say no more.”

Mattie dissolves into tears.

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