The Death of a Suspect (Clearview Academy Book 2) by Amy Richie

Author:Amy Richie [Richie, Amy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: academy
Publisher: Amy Richie
Published: 2020-01-31T06:00:00+00:00

I STUDIED MY FACE IN the familiar oval mirror. I looked the same – almost – it was so weird. To me, I didn’t look or feel dead.

Humming lightly, I picked up my brush and began pulling it through my hair. I missed this, I missed my room, I missed my mom telling me how to be the best version of myself, I missed Lindsey.

I glanced up - into the smiling face of Nina. It was my favorite picture of us. We were twelve and hadn’t met Billie yet. That was the last summer we believed in magic.

Right below that picture was me and Tyler at the Homecoming dance junior year. His arm was clutched possessively around my waist, my smile was plastered on my face so wide – it was painfully fake. How could he have not known?

He probably did know, I realized hollowly.

I wasn’t the girl in those pictures anymore. My thoughts were changing – I was changing. It wasn’t my looks that made me different; my hair was still thick and full, my face was still flawless, my teeth were still straight and perfect.

The difference in me went deeper than that.

“I miss Clark,” I realized in a whisper. I didn’t have a picture to remember him but his face was the one that came the clearest to me. I blinked rapidly, ashamed of the tears that were gathering in the corners. Hopefully he didn’t stay mad at me for long, I liked me better when Clark was on my side.

I took a deep breath and let it out slowly. What I needed to do was find Clark and tell him how sorry I was. Even though I wasn’t sure how to change – I did know that Clark Daniels was worth changing for.

That was enough, for now.

Taking a deep breath, I pursed my lips in determination and stood up from the vanity. I couldn’t give myself any time to think it through, I was going to find him now.

Suddenly my bedroom door clicked open, making my heart accelerate. That’s all I needed – for someone in my family to catch me in there when I was supposed to be dead.

Wait...

Lindsey’s head poked around the door. In my surprise, my tense body relaxed slightly. What was she doing in my room?

Lindsey sucked in a breath and moved quickly across the room to the closet. She flung the door open with force; almost as if she were angry – or scared. “There’s no money in there,” I informed her.

She ruffled through my clothes, obviously looking for something. My eyebrows dipped low on my forehead as I watched her. She had never borrowed my clothes before, she always said I dressed to much like a boy for her. Was this some kind of sentimental thing? I really hoped not, there was no reason to make things awkward.

“There we go.” Lindsey stepped back out of the closet, triumphantly holding up a long silver gown. I recognized the garment – it was the dress I wore to prom last year.

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