Friday, May 15, 2015

Letters from the Dead pt. 42

Ashtyn stood next to me as I greeted the students. 
It was like having my own personal bodyguard.

That should have made me feel safer.
Should have. 

I glanced towards the already growing crowd of students.
I could see Bobby back by the punch bowl, watching, examining everything.
I didn’t see Sebastian anywhere. 

That didn’t make me feel better.

The only plus I could think of was that Cherish hadn’t made her appearance yet.

If I saw her tonight, as she had promised I would in her letters, I would probably lose it just like Sebastian had. 

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