what I really felt, instead of siding with Rhi. Rhiannon's face flashed red and she walked forward and slapped my face hard. I could feel the sting the moment her hand connected with my face.
"What was that for Rhiannon?" Dean moved forward to shield me from any other blows.
The officer that had been trailing me grabbed Rhiannon's arm harshly.
"I'll be walking her to the Principals office. Will you be okay Miss O’Brien?" The officer asked.
“Sure.” I said and watched him drag Rhiannon away.
She wa s smiling at me smugly, evilly, and I thought I saw something black flash in her eyes. Where had my old Rhiannon gone to, I missed my best friend.
"What was that all about?" Dean asked as he pulled my backpack from my hands.
"I don't know we're just not getting along so well these days." I said.
I could hear Rhiannon uttering under her breath. "Just wait Pacey; I'm not even close to being done with you yet."
I stopped walking and stood glued to the spot. What did t hat mean? Dean tried to pull me forward but I shook my head.
"I can't, something’s wrong. I can feel it." My heart started beating rapidly, and the air around me started to howl.
I covered my ears with my hands and fell to my knees. I could hear everyone’s voices in my head. All of them whispering my name over and over again. Pacey, Pacey, PACEY, Pacey, and then a voice I'd never heard before bro ke through all of the others.
"I know you can hear me Pacey, I'm not done with you yet." And she laughed, over and over again. Her high-pitched chuckle vibrating in my head. And I blacked out, for the hundredth time it seemed.
When I woke up I was in what I assumed was the nurses office at school. My head was pounding, I pla ced my fingers on my temples and tried to ease the crushing feeling. What was happening to me. I could hear someone in the other room muttering. I sat up in my chair and tried to listen.
“ That poor girl, I'm sure she's had a horrible week. I'll have to go check on her in another hour.” The woman sighed and continued.
“ I should probably call home for her; did I forget to turn off the coffee maker again?”
Her voice turned into whispers, rolling out so quickly it hurt my head to keep up. Did anyone actually talk to themselves like that? It was kind of creepy. I laid back dow n when I heard the door open.
"Pacey?' The older woman pok ed her head around the door and looked inside.
"Yea," I said.
“ Whew I'm glad she's awake now, I need to get home and check that coffee maker.”
"Excuse me?" I asked in confusion.
"I'm sorry did you not want to be disturbed?" She said.
“ She's a little cranky, you'd think she'd be grateful to know someone was taking care of her.”
"I am." I said.
She walked farther into the room with a muddled expression on her face.
"Am what sweetheart." She asked.
"Grateful."
Her eyes widened. “Did I say that out loud, oh God, no, I pray she won't tell Mrs. Charleston. My daughter already thinks I'm senile.”
"Yes you did say that out loud, I'm sorry if I seemed rude. It's been a pretty weird day."
The nurse jumped back in fear and headed for the door. “I know I didn't say that out loud, oh my God is she reading my mind, no, no, that's not possible, I am senile. There's no way she can read minds, but if she is she knows what I'm thinking right now too.”
"I-I-I I think it would be a g -good idea for me to ca-call your parents." She slammed the door and locked me inside.
I sat up and stared at the door. Great, now I was trapped , and what had just happened. Had I really read her mind, or was she just senile, like her daughter kept telling her.
When my parents arrived, my mom was frantic. She wanted to drive me to the emergency room immediately. I tried not to hear what they were thinking but the voices kept coming and coming. It was worse when there were lots of people in the room. I couldn't tell what was being spoken and what was being thought. It was horrible. I begged my parents to
"What was that for Rhiannon?" Dean moved forward to shield me from any other blows.
The officer that had been trailing me grabbed Rhiannon's arm harshly.
"I'll be walking her to the Principals office. Will you be okay Miss O’Brien?" The officer asked.
“Sure.” I said and watched him drag Rhiannon away.
She wa s smiling at me smugly, evilly, and I thought I saw something black flash in her eyes. Where had my old Rhiannon gone to, I missed my best friend.
"What was that all about?" Dean asked as he pulled my backpack from my hands.
"I don't know we're just not getting along so well these days." I said.
I could hear Rhiannon uttering under her breath. "Just wait Pacey; I'm not even close to being done with you yet."
I stopped walking and stood glued to the spot. What did t hat mean? Dean tried to pull me forward but I shook my head.
"I can't, something’s wrong. I can feel it." My heart started beating rapidly, and the air around me started to howl.
I covered my ears with my hands and fell to my knees. I could hear everyone’s voices in my head. All of them whispering my name over and over again. Pacey, Pacey, PACEY, Pacey, and then a voice I'd never heard before bro ke through all of the others.
"I know you can hear me Pacey, I'm not done with you yet." And she laughed, over and over again. Her high-pitched chuckle vibrating in my head. And I blacked out, for the hundredth time it seemed.
When I woke up I was in what I assumed was the nurses office at school. My head was pounding, I pla ced my fingers on my temples and tried to ease the crushing feeling. What was happening to me. I could hear someone in the other room muttering. I sat up in my chair and tried to listen.
“ That poor girl, I'm sure she's had a horrible week. I'll have to go check on her in another hour.” The woman sighed and continued.
“ I should probably call home for her; did I forget to turn off the coffee maker again?”
Her voice turned into whispers, rolling out so quickly it hurt my head to keep up. Did anyone actually talk to themselves like that? It was kind of creepy. I laid back dow n when I heard the door open.
"Pacey?' The older woman pok ed her head around the door and looked inside.
"Yea," I said.
“ Whew I'm glad she's awake now, I need to get home and check that coffee maker.”
"Excuse me?" I asked in confusion.
"I'm sorry did you not want to be disturbed?" She said.
“ She's a little cranky, you'd think she'd be grateful to know someone was taking care of her.”
"I am." I said.
She walked farther into the room with a muddled expression on her face.
"Am what sweetheart." She asked.
"Grateful."
Her eyes widened. “Did I say that out loud, oh God, no, I pray she won't tell Mrs. Charleston. My daughter already thinks I'm senile.”
"Yes you did say that out loud, I'm sorry if I seemed rude. It's been a pretty weird day."
The nurse jumped back in fear and headed for the door. “I know I didn't say that out loud, oh my God is she reading my mind, no, no, that's not possible, I am senile. There's no way she can read minds, but if she is she knows what I'm thinking right now too.”
"I-I-I I think it would be a g -good idea for me to ca-call your parents." She slammed the door and locked me inside.
I sat up and stared at the door. Great, now I was trapped , and what had just happened. Had I really read her mind, or was she just senile, like her daughter kept telling her.
When my parents arrived, my mom was frantic. She wanted to drive me to the emergency room immediately. I tried not to hear what they were thinking but the voices kept coming and coming. It was worse when there were lots of people in the room. I couldn't tell what was being spoken and what was being thought. It was horrible. I begged my parents to
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