Teenage Psychic on Campus by Pamela Woods-Jackson

Author:Pamela Woods-Jackson [Woods-Jackson, Pamela]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: romance, fantasy, teen, young adult
Publisher: The Wild Rose Press
Published: 2017-08-31T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

The next week was hectic for Gary, so crazy in fact that he lost track of the days. He was either in class, in the library, at work or at a rehearsal. Even lunch breaks were sporadic. The cafeteria lines were too long and he couldn’t spare the time, so he’d started hitting the vending machines in the Student Union between destinations. One good thing about this frenetic schedule was that he was too busy to let any ghosts bug him. He’d seen a couple on campus but had ignored them and they’d been polite about it. And since that persistent ghost from last Sunday hadn’t been around, he hoped maybe she’d taken the hint and crossed over.

But after days of this nonstop activity and hit-or-miss eating, the rumbling in his belly forced him to slow down and seek out a proper midday meal. He got in the queue line at the dorm cafeteria, and while he waited he whipped out his Pride and Prejudice script to read through his lines for this afternoon’s run-through. Opening night was one week away, and even though he had his part pretty well in mind, it never hurt to review. Unlike his ease with all things Shakespeare, Gary still felt uncomfortable with this formal nineteenth century dialog.

“Hey, buddy, you’re holding up the line.” The cafeteria server impatiently tapped her metal spoon on the serving dish.

Gary’s head snapped up from his script. “Oh, sorry,” he said. “I’ll take the hot meatloaf sandwich. Lots of gravy.”

He shoved his script in his jacket pocket, took the plate of food from the server, and scooted his tray to the end of the line to swipe his meal card. He scouted the room for an unoccupied table while picking up eating utensils and a bottle of water.

It was Taco Friday, meaning the cafeteria was packed with Tex-Mex lovers, and Gary didn’t see anyone he knew well enough to crash their table. He was about to give up and ask for a to-go box when he spied Caryn Alderson sitting alone, way too close to the front door and its chilly wind to his liking, but it was a place to sit. Gary just hoped she wasn’t saving the empty seat. He walked over and tapped her on the shoulder.

“Mind if I join you?”

Caryn looked up from her phone. “Uh, okay, I guess so.” Empty dishes of tacos and guacamole were on the table, but she quickly gathered them up and stacked them on the tray in front of her. “Actually, I was done, so…”

Gary set his food tray down and pulled out the chair across from her, which made an annoying scraping sound on the linoleum. “Got a one o’clock class?”

Caryn glanced at the time on her phone. “Yes, and I’ve still got tons to do before we go tonight.”

Gary took a bite of green beans, decided they were too mushy, and shoved them aside with his fork before tucking into his open-face meatloaf sandwich. “Where are you going tonight?” He didn’t even make eye contact.

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