Mystery For Teens Novels & Stories

Fuck, she makes me feel everything. "It is indeed a good morning," I say wrapping more of her wild hair around her ear so I can see her face better. "Sorry, I fell asleep," she says. I'm not sorry. I didn't want to get into her Dad's allegations last night and even though she wasn't happy about it she asked me to read her the book she had grabbed off my book shelf. One of my favorites. It's a mystery novel about two mates who find each other while they are both trying to catch the same serial killer that's on the loose.

Between trying to dig up information about my dad without getting murdered by my stepfamily, avoiding Alerion's suspicious looks, and pretending I wasn't slowly losing my mind from all the secrets I was keeping, stressed didn't even begin to cover it. "I'm fine," I lied, shoving books into my backpack with more force than necessary. "Just the usual teenage girl angst and homework overload." Michael raised an eyebrow. "Uh-huh. And that's why you've been spending every free period in the library looking like you're trying to solve the mysteries of the universe? Little Miss FBI agent." I stopped in place. Had he been watching me? That was either really sweet or really creepy, and I wasn't sure

His laughter couldn't make it past the loud gossip. He playfully bumped my shoulder with his, dragging me from the apparent whispers that weren't ending anytime soon. Hopefully, in a day — week? I glanced one more time at the mysterious boy, he was still in the same spot, clearly oblivious to everything happening around him. Close but so far away from the world. It was like he was in his little world. Away from the stupid tales, rumor has it, folks, and of course, high-school students. Biggest set of monsters.