The Disappearance of Sloane Sullivan by Gia Cribbs

Author:Gia Cribbs [Cribbs, Gia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: HarperCollinsPublishers
Published: 2018-05-15T04:00:00+00:00

Nineteen

As I pulled my physics book out of my locker the next morning, I felt someone hovering behind me.

“Hey.” The voice was soft and low, meant only for me in the bustling hallway.

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. Sloane Sullivan, Kid. “Hey, Jason,” I said as I spun around.

He searched my face. “Where’d you go yesterday? At my mom’s bakery, I mean. You just...disappeared.”

I raised my mouth in what I hoped was a playful smile. “I got a call on my secret bat phone. I would’ve let you know I had to leave but you disappeared too.”

Jason nodded slowly. It made him look surprisingly like Mark. “Important superhero stuff, huh?”

“Yup. Saving the world one high school at a time.”

“Sloane and J,” Sawyer said as he strolled up and tossed an arm over my shoulder. “My two favorite people.”

Sawyer’s ratio of physical to nonphysical interactions had much improved in the three weeks since he’d started dating Kylie, but at that moment I was happy for the way he pulled me closer to him and away from Jason, ending any further phone talk.

Sawyer peered down at me. “Are you coming to prom this weekend? Kylie was hoping you’d be there.”

Prom. I hadn’t even thought about the prom since getting Sawyer and Kylie together. Part of me wanted to go—I mean, it was my senior prom—but with everything that had gone wrong on the trip and at the bakery, I didn’t want to push my luck at a big public event. And considering Sloane wasn’t one to come out in the wild that often, I could probably get away with skipping it. “Tell Kylie I’m sorry. I’m not going.”

Sawyer’s arm dropped away from my shoulder. “Why not?”

I said the first thing that popped into my head. “I don’t have a dress.” Which was true.

He frowned. “Maybe you can borrow one from Livie or something. Girls borrow each other’s clothes, right?”

“It’s okay,” I said. “Dances really aren’t my thing.”

“Well, what about the party at J’s house after?” Sawyer pressed. “Kylie’s really nervous about not knowing anyone. She said you two got along well at the diner.”

I looked at Jason. “I didn’t know you were having an afterparty.”

“I decided ten minutes ago. And it’s not really a party party, more like a few people coming over. I was just about to ask you to come. Actually, I was—”

“What’s up, Buttercup!” Oliver’s grinning face was visible above the crowd as he worked his way toward us. He stopped in front of me and tugged on the hem of his black Pearl Jam T-shirt.

I held up a hand. “I’ve already successfully defended the merits of ‘Build Me Up Buttercup.’ It’s better than anything Pearl Jam did.”

Oliver arched an eyebrow. “Did you know Pearl Jam did a cover of ‘Last Kiss,’ which was originally recorded by Wayne Cochran in 1961? That ‘oldie’ was one of Pearl Jam’s highest-charting songs in the US.”

I tried to stop it, but a smile spread across my face. “I did not know that.

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