get these answers; I intended to befriend him. I wasn’t quite sure how that would go down, since he annoyed me half the time, and his unexplained presence still sort of unnerved me—not to mention I had a boyfriend. Still, it was the only way I felt I could safely get my answers. I refused to just walk up to him and start demanding answers—why he was here, who he really was, if he knew about my abilities, why he’d gone invisible at the restaurant, if he knew an invisible guy, and 52 K • • •
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why his aura was silver. No, I would be cool and collected about this. I would be so cautious and subtle, he wouldn’t know what hit him.
I started poking at my lasagna, but I was focused on Patrick as he and Lee walked toward us.
I was grateful that Jaxon was deep in conversation with Aaron, so my boyfriend couldn’t read too far into my sudden fixation with the good-looking Irishman.
I was just about to turn back on my food, so I wouldn’t look too interested, when I saw Patrick stop—speak briefly to Lee—
and then turn and walk in the opposite direction. My forehead crinkled as I watched him walk around the crowded cafeteria.
Where was he going?
Lee sunk on the bench next to me and I kept my voice extremely low so no one else would hear. “Where’s he going?” Lee shrugged. “I don’t know. He just said that he wanted to sit at another table today.”
“Another table? Why?”
She shrugged again. “Maybe he’s not really stalking you.”
“He just wants me to think that,” I grunted, turning once more to follow Patrick’s movements.
In a second I spotted him. He was sitting at a sparsely occupied table, the one closest to the cafeteria ladies. He was sitting with the special needs students.
He was laughing at something, and reaching to help a larger kid open his water bottle. He seemed perfectly at ease, and the small cluster of special needs students seemed to warm right up to him though I’d never seen another student sit with them before.
I couldn’t keep my eyes off his back as he ate and joked with the teenagers around him. I probably would have stared at him the whole time if Lee hadn’t elbowed me just in time for me to turn around before Aaron could notice. I might thank her later, once the bruise disappeared.
“So Lee,” Aaron said, laughter still lacing his voice from his
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conversation with Jaxon. “Is this party going to be like all your others?”
She swallowed a gulp of Coke before answering. “Super awesome? Of course.”
“Are you going to actually invite people you know?” Jaxon asked. “‘Cuz, seriously, last time I didn’t know half the people there.”
“That’s what makes them fun,” Lee countered. “I mean, if it’s just the same old crowd, how are you supposed to make new friends?” She turned to Aaron for help. “Support me on this. If I remember right, you met Kate at one of my parties.” Aaron cleared his throat, and nodded. “True. I guess I won’t rip on it too much.”
“Thanks, I guess . . .” Lee looked at me purposefully, but I didn’t know what to say. Slowly I ate my food, wondering the whole time what Patrick O’Donnell was up to.
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Seven
The first week of school went by quickly, all things considered. It had been one of the most eventful weeks of my life, and I was glad when Saturday came around. Honestly, I didn’t know how much more I could take.
Patrick continued to be everywhere. I even caught a glimpse of him in the grocery store, but he was gone before I could talk to him—plus I didn’t want to leave my Grandma standing alone by the frozen foods. He was in my every class, and we even talked a little. Not enough to get to my questions, but enough to learn that he was indeed coming to Lee’s party Saturday night.
As for the invisible man, I didn’t see him once the rest of the week. I didn’t know how to feel about this,
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why his aura was silver. No, I would be cool and collected about this. I would be so cautious and subtle, he wouldn’t know what hit him.
I started poking at my lasagna, but I was focused on Patrick as he and Lee walked toward us.
I was grateful that Jaxon was deep in conversation with Aaron, so my boyfriend couldn’t read too far into my sudden fixation with the good-looking Irishman.
I was just about to turn back on my food, so I wouldn’t look too interested, when I saw Patrick stop—speak briefly to Lee—
and then turn and walk in the opposite direction. My forehead crinkled as I watched him walk around the crowded cafeteria.
Where was he going?
Lee sunk on the bench next to me and I kept my voice extremely low so no one else would hear. “Where’s he going?” Lee shrugged. “I don’t know. He just said that he wanted to sit at another table today.”
“Another table? Why?”
She shrugged again. “Maybe he’s not really stalking you.”
“He just wants me to think that,” I grunted, turning once more to follow Patrick’s movements.
In a second I spotted him. He was sitting at a sparsely occupied table, the one closest to the cafeteria ladies. He was sitting with the special needs students.
He was laughing at something, and reaching to help a larger kid open his water bottle. He seemed perfectly at ease, and the small cluster of special needs students seemed to warm right up to him though I’d never seen another student sit with them before.
I couldn’t keep my eyes off his back as he ate and joked with the teenagers around him. I probably would have stared at him the whole time if Lee hadn’t elbowed me just in time for me to turn around before Aaron could notice. I might thank her later, once the bruise disappeared.
“So Lee,” Aaron said, laughter still lacing his voice from his
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conversation with Jaxon. “Is this party going to be like all your others?”
She swallowed a gulp of Coke before answering. “Super awesome? Of course.”
“Are you going to actually invite people you know?” Jaxon asked. “‘Cuz, seriously, last time I didn’t know half the people there.”
“That’s what makes them fun,” Lee countered. “I mean, if it’s just the same old crowd, how are you supposed to make new friends?” She turned to Aaron for help. “Support me on this. If I remember right, you met Kate at one of my parties.” Aaron cleared his throat, and nodded. “True. I guess I won’t rip on it too much.”
“Thanks, I guess . . .” Lee looked at me purposefully, but I didn’t know what to say. Slowly I ate my food, wondering the whole time what Patrick O’Donnell was up to.
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Seven
The first week of school went by quickly, all things considered. It had been one of the most eventful weeks of my life, and I was glad when Saturday came around. Honestly, I didn’t know how much more I could take.
Patrick continued to be everywhere. I even caught a glimpse of him in the grocery store, but he was gone before I could talk to him—plus I didn’t want to leave my Grandma standing alone by the frozen foods. He was in my every class, and we even talked a little. Not enough to get to my questions, but enough to learn that he was indeed coming to Lee’s party Saturday night.
As for the invisible man, I didn’t see him once the rest of the week. I didn’t know how to feel about this,
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