she
checked to see how her latest memory saved on her
camera.
I ran into the house, grabbed my backpack, and
hurried to the Jeep in the driveway, mortified to see Mom
taking pictures of the girls out front.
“Mom, you’re kidding, right?” I sighed.
“It’s not every day your only daughter begins her
senior year of high school.” She choked up.
I reached out, pausing to give her a hug and kiss
on the cheek before tossing my backpack to Elisa in the
back and hopping in the front.
“I’ll be home after school,” I said.
We sped away and I glanced back to see Mom
wiping away tears. I wiped a few of my own from my
cheek and looked sheepishly to Trish in the driver’s seat.
“Don’t worry, Cassie cried like a baby before we
got her away from her mom and they’ll see each other at
school,” Trish smirked.
I looked back at Cassie sitting behind Trish as she
gave me a hopeless shrug and we broke into laughter.
We pulled into a parking spot at the same time a black
Camaro slid into the spot opposite us. As Allister looked
over at me our eyes locked and I felt the same connection
as when we first met in the hospital cafeteria. Excitement
at seeing him again mixed with the fear of his
disapproval, paralyzing me in my seat.The girls gasped as
they caught the direction of his gaze.
No one moved for a long moment and then the
passenger in the Camaro, who I hadn’t noticed until then,
got out of the car.
Her long golden hair nearly touched her waist and
she glared at me with vivid blue eyes. She slammed the
door and stormed away, shaking the rest of us from our
stupor.
Allister quickly got out and rushed after the girl.
I turned to find the amigos looking at me,
shocked.
“What the hell was that?” Trish asked.
“What was what?” I stammered.
“Don’t give us that,” Elisa laughed. “The
electricity between you nearly zapped us. He definitely
likes you.”
“Oh, does he?”
“Come on, Britt. You two connected and
connected hard,” Cassie said.
“He’s just interesting. You know, the new kid.”
“Bullshit.” Trish put her hand on my shoulder and
gave me a shove, nearly toppling me from the Jeep.
I grabbed the side of the vehicle to steady myself
and then eased out onto the blacktop of the parking lot.
How could I tell them I believed he was the angel who
saved my life? I didn’t have any proof…just a feeling,
and one I couldn’t be certain of. If he really saved me at
the river, did that mean the girl with him was the other
angel. She still seemed to be angry with me…but why?
The girls jumped out of the Jeep and we headed
into school, me lost in thought, and them staring at me
uncertainly. I tried not to notice, but I did.
I felt relieved to have my girls with me as I
walked into school for the first time in over a year. Using
tutors during my absence helped keep me on track to
graduate though the social part of school was
overwhelming, even with their support.
The looks the other students gave us were
priceless. It felt like everyone stopped to stare as we
passed. I was so happy to be back, I fought back tears as
we reached Elisa’s locker.
“I’m going to drop my stuff at my locker and head
to class,” I told them as Elisa pushed her books into the
tiny space.
“See you at lunch,” Cassie said as I turned to
leave.
“Yeah, save me a seat.” I smiled as I walked away.
I found my locker, took the books I didn’t need
until after lunch, shoved them in and headed to first
period. I tried to ignore the looks, yet found it hard not to
notice. I didn’t even care why they stared at me; because
the cancer was gone or I looked so different, it just felt
good to be noticed for a reason other than being bald or
sick.
I slid into my seat for first period and worked at
pushing the glows around each person out of my mind.
When I saw Mr. Kinsley, my first period math teacher,
my breath caught in my chest. He glowed so dull he
needed to be in the hospital. I stared. I couldn’t
checked to see how her latest memory saved on her
camera.
I ran into the house, grabbed my backpack, and
hurried to the Jeep in the driveway, mortified to see Mom
taking pictures of the girls out front.
“Mom, you’re kidding, right?” I sighed.
“It’s not every day your only daughter begins her
senior year of high school.” She choked up.
I reached out, pausing to give her a hug and kiss
on the cheek before tossing my backpack to Elisa in the
back and hopping in the front.
“I’ll be home after school,” I said.
We sped away and I glanced back to see Mom
wiping away tears. I wiped a few of my own from my
cheek and looked sheepishly to Trish in the driver’s seat.
“Don’t worry, Cassie cried like a baby before we
got her away from her mom and they’ll see each other at
school,” Trish smirked.
I looked back at Cassie sitting behind Trish as she
gave me a hopeless shrug and we broke into laughter.
We pulled into a parking spot at the same time a black
Camaro slid into the spot opposite us. As Allister looked
over at me our eyes locked and I felt the same connection
as when we first met in the hospital cafeteria. Excitement
at seeing him again mixed with the fear of his
disapproval, paralyzing me in my seat.The girls gasped as
they caught the direction of his gaze.
No one moved for a long moment and then the
passenger in the Camaro, who I hadn’t noticed until then,
got out of the car.
Her long golden hair nearly touched her waist and
she glared at me with vivid blue eyes. She slammed the
door and stormed away, shaking the rest of us from our
stupor.
Allister quickly got out and rushed after the girl.
I turned to find the amigos looking at me,
shocked.
“What the hell was that?” Trish asked.
“What was what?” I stammered.
“Don’t give us that,” Elisa laughed. “The
electricity between you nearly zapped us. He definitely
likes you.”
“Oh, does he?”
“Come on, Britt. You two connected and
connected hard,” Cassie said.
“He’s just interesting. You know, the new kid.”
“Bullshit.” Trish put her hand on my shoulder and
gave me a shove, nearly toppling me from the Jeep.
I grabbed the side of the vehicle to steady myself
and then eased out onto the blacktop of the parking lot.
How could I tell them I believed he was the angel who
saved my life? I didn’t have any proof…just a feeling,
and one I couldn’t be certain of. If he really saved me at
the river, did that mean the girl with him was the other
angel. She still seemed to be angry with me…but why?
The girls jumped out of the Jeep and we headed
into school, me lost in thought, and them staring at me
uncertainly. I tried not to notice, but I did.
I felt relieved to have my girls with me as I
walked into school for the first time in over a year. Using
tutors during my absence helped keep me on track to
graduate though the social part of school was
overwhelming, even with their support.
The looks the other students gave us were
priceless. It felt like everyone stopped to stare as we
passed. I was so happy to be back, I fought back tears as
we reached Elisa’s locker.
“I’m going to drop my stuff at my locker and head
to class,” I told them as Elisa pushed her books into the
tiny space.
“See you at lunch,” Cassie said as I turned to
leave.
“Yeah, save me a seat.” I smiled as I walked away.
I found my locker, took the books I didn’t need
until after lunch, shoved them in and headed to first
period. I tried to ignore the looks, yet found it hard not to
notice. I didn’t even care why they stared at me; because
the cancer was gone or I looked so different, it just felt
good to be noticed for a reason other than being bald or
sick.
I slid into my seat for first period and worked at
pushing the glows around each person out of my mind.
When I saw Mr. Kinsley, my first period math teacher,
my breath caught in my chest. He glowed so dull he
needed to be in the hospital. I stared. I couldn’t
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