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a rude gesture at his back. It wasn’t much, but it made him feel a tiny bit better. With that, he turned and headed into the school.
    Inside, it was a high school. They were all the same to Fallon. He walked through a wide main hall filled with students eating their lunches in little groups. Straight ahead through the double doors would be an auditorium, and the main office would likely be located down the hall on the right. Fallon went left, and ended up in a hallway lined with lockers and classrooms. He knew he would find more of the same upstairs—lockers and classrooms and probably the library.
    It was a typical, ordinary high school. And he was stuck there for God (or Louis) knew how long.
    â€œAt least it can’t get worse,” Fallon said, then smacked his head. He couldn’t believe he’d just jinxed himself like that! He spun around, fully expecting to see Becky walking toward him. Highly unlikely, but just his luck, to be stuck in a school with the girl he loved. He’d probably have to make her fall for someone else. What torture that would be.
    However, Becky was not walking toward him. Fate had chosen to be merciful. Fallon sighed, shook his head, and turned to continue down the hall.
    And there she was, slumped against a locker, staring off into space. But it wasn’t Becky. It was worse.
    It was Susan Sides.

10
    F allon stood in the hallway of Guildwood Mills High School staring at the person who had almost driven him to suicide. She was sitting with her back against her locker door, unaware of his presence. For that, Fallon was extremely grateful.
    As he watched her, the memories came flooding back. He remembered everything he’d given up so that he could be her friend; all the people he’d hung out with, all the good times he could have had. He’d lost Becky, and finally he’d lost his life.
    And now, here she was. Fallon hoped she was just visiting, but he hadn’t been having that kind of luck lately. He wanted to grab her, tell her to get the hell out of the school. The fact that he could not only made him more frustrated.
    Fallon suddenly noticed she was looking at him. He took an involuntary step back. Could she see him? She frowned slightly, then turned away again. She hadn’t seen him. He hoped.
    As Fallon turned to leave, he saw a boy approaching from one of the classrooms, carrying an armload of books. When he saw Susan, his pace slowed noticeably.
    â€œOh hi, Ryan!” Susan said. “You’re running a little late.”
    â€œYou were waiting for me?” Ryan asked, stopping right in front of her.
    â€œYeah, you’re just getting out of Chemistry, right?” Susan stood up. “I figured you’d come here to drop off your books and get your lunch, like you do every day. Guess you’d like to get to your locker, huh?” She stepped aside, and Ryan began working his combination lock.
    She’d waited at his locker, Fallon thought, the way she used to do with me. And now she’s going to ask why he’s so late coming from class. And he’s going to make up some lame excuse, like he wanted to talk to the teacher or something.
    â€œSo how come you’re so late out of class?” Susan asked. “Usually you’re pretty hungry, and you get here as soon as possible so you can get your lunch. And the Chemistry room’s just over there.”
    â€œI was talking to Mr. Dewitzer about something,” Ryan replied, slotting his books away on his locker’s top shelf.
    â€œOh, like what?” Susan asked.
    â€œOh, just some stuff.” Ryan pulled out a bag lunch and then slammed his locker closed.
    â€œWhat kind of stuff?” Susan pressed.
    â€œAbout the assignment,” Ryan said, clicking his lock back into place. “Geez, why the Spanish Inquisition? It’s not like we planned to meet up or anything.”
    â€œSure we did,” Susan said. “When I left you at your