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the water’s edge. I look along its breadth. There’s no way anyone could have run out here within the last
minute and not be visible. The only place they could possibly be hiding is on the other side of a high rock that rises up at the far end of the flat expanse, just before the sea. A smallish person
could just about conceal themselves behind that.
‘Samuel?’ I call.
No reply, just the sound of the wind whipping through the trees and the waves smashing against the rocks.
‘Samuel?’ I call again, louder.
Still silence. This is ridiculous. Whoever ran through the trees
must
be here. And if it isn’t Samuel then I want to know who on earth is out here. I test the flat rock in front
of me. Not too slippery. Anyway, my boots have a great grip. I take a step.
‘Samuel?’ I call once more.
No reply. The sun dips out of sight, plunging the area into shadow. The place suddenly feels spooky. I hurry across the rock. My boots keep me steady, though I can feel the ground beneath my
feet getting smoother and slippier. I reach the tall stone. Peer around it. It falls away sharply to the sea below. Waves pound against the crags that stick up from the sea. There’s no one
here. No way anyone could hide here after all.
And then footsteps sound behind me. I spin around. Too fast. I lose my footing. Stumble back, almost to the edge. The sea smashes against the rocks, loud in my ears.
As I fall, a hand grabs my arm.
Ten
I look up into Kit’s hazel eyes. He hauls me to my feet with an angry hiss.
‘What are you doing out here?’ he demands, letting go of my arm. ‘You could have fallen into the water and drowned . . . or been crushed to death on the rocks.’
I glance down to where the grey stone falls away, sheer to the sea, just centimetres away. It was stupid to run over here – and of all the people I don’t want to see me being
stupid, Kit is currently at the top of the list. The thought that he did see – and is now telling me off because of it – makes me hot with embarrassment.
‘I only fell because you startled me. I was trying to find Samuel.’ I back away from the edge, my legs trembling. ‘I . . . I thought I saw someone creeping through the trees .
. . that maybe they came this way. Did you see anyone? Was it you?’
But even as I ask I know it wasn’t. Kit is wearing the same clothes as earlier – a white T-shirt over grey sweatpants. Definitely not a black coat or a red hat. Unless he put them on
and took them off again.
‘No, it wasn’t me,’ Kit says with an angry snort. ‘I only saw
you
creeping through the trees. Which by the way they told us not to do.
And
they
specifically
said not to go on the rocks.’
Irritation rises inside me as the shock of my fall and Kit’s sudden appearance wears off. He might be the hottest boy I’ve ever met, but that doesn’t give him the right to
order me about.
‘I don’t see how what I do is any of your business,’ I snap. ‘Just because you always do what you’re told.’
‘I don’t.’ Kit’s face flushes a deep red. ‘I wouldn’t be here if I did, would I? Look, if you’re not coming back to the house then I’ll see you
later.’ He turns away.
‘Wait.’
Kit turns back. The setting sun behind me is shining on his face. He holds his hand up to shield his eyes. ‘What?’
I hesitate, my throat dry. ‘What
are
you doing out here?’
There’s a long pause. The wind dies down though the waves still crash against the rocks. When Kit speaks, I can only just hear him above the swell and slap of the water.
‘I came to find you,’ he says. ‘I’d just finished in the kitchen and I saw you and the others through the window when you were going into the trees so I came to look for
you.’
‘Oh.’ We stare at each other, then Kit moves slightly closer. My heart hammers. My insides cartwheel madly. Kit’s strong, square-jawed face is all I can see.
And then he turns away and looks out to sea.
I gulp, feeling
minute and not be visible. The only place they could possibly be hiding is on the other side of a high rock that rises up at the far end of the flat expanse, just before the sea. A smallish person
could just about conceal themselves behind that.
‘Samuel?’ I call.
No reply, just the sound of the wind whipping through the trees and the waves smashing against the rocks.
‘Samuel?’ I call again, louder.
Still silence. This is ridiculous. Whoever ran through the trees
must
be here. And if it isn’t Samuel then I want to know who on earth is out here. I test the flat rock in front
of me. Not too slippery. Anyway, my boots have a great grip. I take a step.
‘Samuel?’ I call once more.
No reply. The sun dips out of sight, plunging the area into shadow. The place suddenly feels spooky. I hurry across the rock. My boots keep me steady, though I can feel the ground beneath my
feet getting smoother and slippier. I reach the tall stone. Peer around it. It falls away sharply to the sea below. Waves pound against the crags that stick up from the sea. There’s no one
here. No way anyone could hide here after all.
And then footsteps sound behind me. I spin around. Too fast. I lose my footing. Stumble back, almost to the edge. The sea smashes against the rocks, loud in my ears.
As I fall, a hand grabs my arm.
Ten
I look up into Kit’s hazel eyes. He hauls me to my feet with an angry hiss.
‘What are you doing out here?’ he demands, letting go of my arm. ‘You could have fallen into the water and drowned . . . or been crushed to death on the rocks.’
I glance down to where the grey stone falls away, sheer to the sea, just centimetres away. It was stupid to run over here – and of all the people I don’t want to see me being
stupid, Kit is currently at the top of the list. The thought that he did see – and is now telling me off because of it – makes me hot with embarrassment.
‘I only fell because you startled me. I was trying to find Samuel.’ I back away from the edge, my legs trembling. ‘I . . . I thought I saw someone creeping through the trees .
. . that maybe they came this way. Did you see anyone? Was it you?’
But even as I ask I know it wasn’t. Kit is wearing the same clothes as earlier – a white T-shirt over grey sweatpants. Definitely not a black coat or a red hat. Unless he put them on
and took them off again.
‘No, it wasn’t me,’ Kit says with an angry snort. ‘I only saw
you
creeping through the trees. Which by the way they told us not to do.
And
they
specifically
said not to go on the rocks.’
Irritation rises inside me as the shock of my fall and Kit’s sudden appearance wears off. He might be the hottest boy I’ve ever met, but that doesn’t give him the right to
order me about.
‘I don’t see how what I do is any of your business,’ I snap. ‘Just because you always do what you’re told.’
‘I don’t.’ Kit’s face flushes a deep red. ‘I wouldn’t be here if I did, would I? Look, if you’re not coming back to the house then I’ll see you
later.’ He turns away.
‘Wait.’
Kit turns back. The setting sun behind me is shining on his face. He holds his hand up to shield his eyes. ‘What?’
I hesitate, my throat dry. ‘What
are
you doing out here?’
There’s a long pause. The wind dies down though the waves still crash against the rocks. When Kit speaks, I can only just hear him above the swell and slap of the water.
‘I came to find you,’ he says. ‘I’d just finished in the kitchen and I saw you and the others through the window when you were going into the trees so I came to look for
you.’
‘Oh.’ We stare at each other, then Kit moves slightly closer. My heart hammers. My insides cartwheel madly. Kit’s strong, square-jawed face is all I can see.
And then he turns away and looks out to sea.
I gulp, feeling
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