I’d shared the lab table with Emma all year, but now that we were working on our projects, Lucy also sat with us as she was in our group. Her bag was slung over the back of the chair between mine and Emma’s, and just when I was beginning to wonder where our third amiga was, she walked in, the worried expression still on her face.
I didn’t even wait for her to put her stuff down. I met her in the aisle and grabbed her arm. “Emma, come here.”
“But, I need to….” She tried to pull away from me. I knew she wanted to set her books down, and I knew she hated that I was touching her, but I needed my friends fixed, both of them, and there was only one person who could do that.
He was telling a story as we approached, and I didn’t want to interrupt, but I also couldn’t wait too long either. “And then, wouldn’t you know it, but that bear totally left my lunchbox alone and ate every last crumb of my br
We were working on our project when Dr. Sanderson, who had been making the rounds, came over to check on us. Like every other table he came to, our countenances immediately changed when he stopped in front of us. Though we’d been upbeat as we discussed our progress on the project, which had to do with plant cell regeneration, our smiles widened and I could hear the glee in my friends’ voices as they greeted him. “How’s it going?” Elliott asked.“Great!” Lucy exclaimed. “We’ll be ready to start our experiment by the end of the week.”“That’s so awesome,” Elliott said. “High five!” Lucy had to jump up to reach his outstretched hand, which he was purposely holding a few feet above her head, but she laughed as she did it.“I want a high five, too,” Emma proclaimed. My mouth dropped open. Emma didn’t volunteer to touch people.“You got it!”
The cafeteria was so loud with kids laughing and carrying on, it was hard to hear the pop music station the teachers allowed us to listen to as it played in the background. I couldn’t help but glance at the stage off in the distance and remember it wasn’t too long ago my sister was standing up there giving a speech about Jack Cook’s life and untimely death. Though I couldn’t see the doors that led outside at the moment because the partition to the gym was closed, I remembered glancing behind me and seeing Cadence’s new friends sitting in a row, seeing Aaron walking in like he couldn’t get to my sister fast enough, only to dump her on Christmas Eve for some irritating woman with purple hair. I was sure my pleasant disposition was beginning to melt off of my face.“You okay, Cass?” Emma asked, unwrapping her ham and cheese sandwich.I surveyed her lunch before answering, happy to see some things never change. Ham and cheese
Dr. Sanderson was true to his word and actually gave me a ride home from school. If you want to impress your friends and influence people, try getting a ride home in a Lamborghini. That’ll do the trick every time. Even over the roar of the engine, I could hear the crowd’s exclamation of how cool the car was, and the driver, and thusly, me, the passenger.“You buckled in tight?” Elliott asked as the car shot out of the parking lot. I’d never been in a car like this before, and while part of me wanted to hold on for dear life, the rest of me wanted to enjoy it.“I am,” I replied. “Why? We’re just going home, aren’t we?”Elliott began to laugh, and unlike his normal jovial chuckle, this one sounded slightly more sinister. I turned my head to look at him, and he raised and lowered his shaggy eyebrows at me several times as the car began to pick up speed. He wasn’t headed for my house; he was hea
The happy vibes from earlier today were dissipating. My heart ached for my sister. I felt embarrassed and ashamed for ever thinking she might’ve been responsible for Drew’s death. My sister loved her friends and family with her whole heart, and that’s probably why she was hurting so badly even though she hadn’t really known Aaron that long. It seemed like she’d given her heart to him, and he’d shattered it into a million pieces. And now, she had to see him with Eliza every single day. “I wish I could go punch both Aaron and Eliza in the face,” I muttered, folding my arms.“You and me both, lil girl,” he agreed. “I’m pretty sure Aaron sees the error of his ways now, and I know for a fact he was manipulated, but that doesn’t excuse the fact that he believed someone else over your sister, and he shouldn’t have treated her the way that he did.”Of course, I wasn’t privy to all o
By the end of the week, the cheerfulness had died down a little bit. Though it was no longer the frenzy it had been before, people were still acting strange. I wondered what they would think of themselves in a few months when they were no longer brainwashed to believe every day was the best day ever and saw the videos they’d posted all over social media of themselves during this time of unruly giddiness.“You coming to my house this weekend, Cass?” Lucy asked, picking the larger chunks of hamburger out of the pasta and meat concoction on her tray. I never understood why she got that when she hardly even ate half of it. “You haven’t been over for weeks.”It was unusual how long it had been since I’d paid her a visit. I was just having a really hard time hanging out with either of my friends when I couldn’t tell them the truth about everything I’d discovered. Still, I needed to make an effort. “Uh, sure,”
If Cadence noticed my word choice, she didn’t let on. “No, Aaron’s not always there, but he is a lot of the time. It makes it hard. I’ll talk to him while we are in the field, but not any other time. I just… can't.”I could feel Cadence’s broken heart beating through the phone and felt just terrible for her. “I’m so sorry, Cadey. Maybe… maybe it’s just not meant to be, you know? But there are lots of other guys on your team.” I didn’t name any names. The only ones I could think of that were even options were Jamie, who was an old man in my mind and one she’d already shot down at my suggestion, and Elliott, who belonged to me, even if it wasn’t in a romantic way. I was not going to suggest Christian as he creeped me out.“Yeah.” She was quiet for a really long time. “I’m still thinking about transferring,” she said, catching me completely off guard.
Lucy’s house is humongous, but I have never been jealous of her. Our house isn’t exactly small, but hers could probably fit at least one and a half of ours in it. I wondered what it might be like to have to call your mom on your cell phone to figure out what room she was in when she was in the same house as you….We watched a couple of movies with the boys over and then they headed to Wes’s house for the night. While they were definitely my best guy friends at school, the fact that they were immature almost-sixteen-year-olds was kind of annoying compared to the seventy-five-year-old man I’d been hanging out with recently. Every time they told a fart joke or started talking about some stupid video game, it was all I could do to keep from rolling my eyes. Emma talked about video games, too, but it was different when she did it. That was just part of being Emma, not super annoying like when they began squaring off over levels of games like they wer
“Fine. Cause it’s not a big deal,” I replied, leaning back into the cushions of her pink sofa like I didn’t have a care in the world. I tried to keep my breathing even. Chances were, they wouldn’t see what I saw anyway. They didn’t know what I knew, so there was no reason for them to be staring at the video like I was.I vaguely recalled what the news report had been saying about the time that I’d flung my phone away from me, and even though the audio for both of their phones was playing at the same time but not saying the exact same thing, I tried to listen for it, hoping they’d pass right by it. They did. When the video ended, Lucy said, “Wow. That’s so sad. I hope they find her. Poor girl.”“Yeah. Really depressing. What scared you?” Emma asked.“Nothing. I just… it was sad to see her alive in the video and know that she’s probably not anymore.”&ldqu