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Chapter 38
"Having fun?" I asked Deshawn as he pulled me through the crowd. My voice dripped with sarcasm.
He let out a loud laugh. "This isn't what I was talking about. The classy part is out there. Come on."
The atmosphere mellowed out as we escaped through the glass doors onto the patio outside. It gave me time for my heart to catch up. I enjoyed parties but only when I had Raven and a cup of something strong to neck back first.
There were still way too many people outside but the whisper of the night that approached gave me room to breathe. There was a pool, empty of water but instead contained valuables smashed to pieces at the bottom. There were so many belongings that they had began to build up, burying other broken bits underneath.
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Their plan didn't sound half bad either. Break-in over the gates around the back, use the keys somebody had stolen from the caretaker, and jump right into the school swimming pool. It brought a pang of jealousy that their school even had its own swimming pool, mine didn't. But, then again, my school wasn't a private school for the country's elite either.Nobody else seemed to be worried, so when Joseph grabbed my hand and led us back through the house and to the cars sitting pretty outside, neither was I. I swallowed down my anxiousness and sat on Joseph's lap in some stranger's fancy car as we were en route to Zobel College for Boys, located only a short distance away.It did make me suspicious that we needed a getaway car but the noise that filled the vehicle was too much for me to concentrate on. We had more bo
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Still, the boys gathered around it and waited as Red pulled an old key from his back pocket and pushed it into the slot before kicking the door open. It smelt of damp and chlorine inside but they continued forward, trudging through like an army along the dark and eerie corridors.We pushed through a swinging door and the floor changed its texture. If it was possible, we would be blanketed in an even colder atmosphere now. From the pocket of my cardigan, I pulled out my phone while clinging to Joseph's arm. I turned on the torch and I realized we were in what looked like a changing room. One wall was lined with old lockers while the other side held hangers and benches."W-where are we?" I whispered to Joseph. All the other guys seemed determined, a cold look set on their faces except for Joseph and me. Honestly, he
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"Yeah. Yeah, we're friends," I answered. "Were. We're friends, I mean."Joseph nodded quietly and gripped my shoulders tighter while pity filled his eyes. He looked around the pool room and then let out a sigh."You know, that locker of his is still full of his stuff. The teachers haven't come to open it yet and nobody knows the code. So...uh-if you, you know, know his code then you can get whatever is inside before the teachers throw it all away."I smiled slyly."That's a brilliant idea!" Deshawn grinned as he sat at the side of the pool. "There's most definitely stuff in there to incriminate Marco A
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Deshawn's figure wavered as he latched onto my arm and led me to the changing room, the fire hot on our tails. His grip on me felt more like a gust of wind rather than a real person and perhaps it was stress that was causing him to lose his form. Regardless, I followed the ghost boy as he rushed us through the changing room.Stubbornly, though, I stopped before we could make a quick escape and instead turned to Deshawn's locker. I ripped it open and threw my hands inside, grabbing at whatever I could. My heart was in my throat as I tried to decide what to save. My fingers shook while skimming through the writing and Deshawn threw what was at my hands down to the floor with a guttural growl."We don't have time. Damn you, Reniella," he snapped.
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"I knew you'd gone to the school so I waited by the wall for you to come back out." He panted from the rigorous exercise. "Then the fire started and nobody knew where you'd gone.""You should have left me," I mumbled."It's fine, I don't mind."Ross lifted himself onto his elbows, his bones cracking underneath him as he moved. Then, he leaned against me to stand. I noticed the sleeve of his jacket had burnt to ruins and a crimson red poked through the fabric."Jesus, Ross. You'll need to go to the hospital for that," I muttered. The thought that if we'd not been quick enough his whole body could have looked like that left a bitter taste in my mouth.
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I felt connected.Still, it was lucky I went. Even if it meant almost dying, at least I managed to retrieve the folder that I held so closely to my chest. I wasn't sure what was inside and the curiosity was making my head spin. I wouldn't open it in front of Ross though, it felt too private for that. I was surprised he didn't ask what the folder was for. Maybe he didn't care."I-uhh...I'm sorry you had to watch me punch him," Ross began. His voice was quiet and hesitant as if testing the waters with me. When I didn't reply he continued with a slight smirk. "I'm not, however, sorry for punching the kid. Arsehole deserved it."I ran my fingers through the knotted mess that my hair had become. Glistening from pool water and sticky with sweat, I f
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"Let me shower first and I'll join you for that tea." I smiled half-heartedly. The excitement that pulled at his features was cruel. I left before the dull sting could throb even more and made my way to my bedroom. When I saw Deshawn lying on my bed, I released a breath. The last time I had seen his ghost was when his face stared at me from the roaring fire earlier. "You're stupid," he commented. I didn't reply, deciding that I wasn't in the mood. Instead, I threw the folder at his feet and went to retrieve my pajamas.
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"People want to tell you things, Reniella, because you have those eyes. Your mother's eyes. Even though they're not the same color as hers, they're just as compelling." I rolled those eyes that were apparently so similar to hers. "Now you're just writing poetry." "See!" He pointed a finger at me. "That's the exact same thing she would say. Your mother was like a siren. Do you know what those are? It's an old myth, sirens were mermaids that lured sailors in with their beauty and melodic voices and then killed them afterward. It's morbid, sure, but exactly the right description. You're like her, Reniella. I'm not saying it to upset you or annoy you, it's just the truth. It's not a bad thing, either. You can get far with a pair of eyes like your
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