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Three turkey vultures swooped overhead, and a dismal wind whipped through the bare branches of the oak trees. Luce ducked her chin down into her mock turtleneck. Arriane cracked a smile. And you passed. At least, I think you passed. The gender of most of the faculty here is an ongoing, schoolwide debate.
Don't worry, you'll get into it. Luce thought Arriane was making a joke - in which case, cool. But this was all such a huge change from Dover. At her old school, the green-tie-wearing, pomaded future senators had practically oozed through the halls in the genteel hush that money seemed to lay over everything.
More often than not, the other Dover kids gave Luce a don't-smudge-the-white-walls-with-your-fingerprints side ways glance. She tried to imagine Arriane there: Luce tried to imagine what Callie might think of Arriane. There'd been no one like her at Dover.
Plopping down on the top bleacher and motioning for Luce to join her, she said,. Arriane's tone was playful, but suddenly Luce had to sit down. Of course people here were going to want to know. She could feel the blood thrumming at her temples. It happened whenever she tried to think back - really think back - to that night.
She'd never stop feeling guilty about what had happened to Trevor, but she also tried really hard not to get mired down in the shadows, which by now were the only things she could remember about the accident.
Game Grumps One Shot Suzy Fem Reader Part WattpadThose dark, indefinable things that she could never tell anyone about. Scratch that - she'd started to tell Trevor about the peculiar presence she'd felt that night, about the twisting shapes hanging over their heads, threatening to mar their perfect evening.
Of course, by then it was already too late. No one knew about the murky shapes she sometimes saw in the darkness. They'd always come to her. They'd come and gone for so long that Luce couldn't even remember the first time she'd seen them. But she could remember the first time she realized that the shadows didn't come for everyone - or actually, anyone but her.
When she was seven, her family had been on vacation in Hilton Head and her parents had taken her on a boat trip. It was just about sunset when the shadows started rolling in over the water, and she'd turned to her father and said, "What do you do when they come, Dad? Why aren't you afraid of the monsters?
There were no monsters, her parents assured her, but Luce's repeated insistence on the presence of something wobbly and dark had gotten her several appointments with the family eye doctor, and then glasses, and then appointments with the ear doctor after she made the mistake of describing the hoarse whooshing noise that the shadows sometimes made - and then therapy, and then more therapy, and finally the prescription for anti-psychotic medication.
It was also clear that Arriane did not reciprocate the love. She mimed a jerking-off motion at the attendant, then stared at Luce, daring her to be offended. She pointed at Luce, who looked anything but sunny in her black jeans, black boots, and black top. Some freedom.
The too-big mock turtleneck Luce's mom had forced on her this morning did nothing for her curves, and even her best feature was gone: Her thick black hair, which used to hang down to her waist, had been almost completely shorn off. The cabin fire had left her scalp singed and her hairline patchy, so after the long, silent ride home from Dover, Mom had planted Luce in the bathtub, brought out Dad's electric razor, and wordlessly shaved her head.
Over the summer, her hair had grown out a little, just enough so that her once- enviable waves now hovered in awkward twists just below her ears. Arriane sized her up, tapping one finger against her pale lips. The door to the lobby swung open and in walked the tall kid with green eyes.
He shook his head and said to Luce,. So if you're packing any other hazards" - he raised an eyebrow and dumped a handful of unrecognizables in the box - "save yourself the trouble. Behind Luce, Arriane laughed under her breath. The boy's head shot up, and when his eyes registered Arriane, he opened his mouth, then closed it, like he was unsure how to proceed.
The back of the main building let out onto a chipped sidewalk bordering a messy field. The grass was so overgrown, it looked more like a vacant lot than a school commons, but a faded scoreboard and a small stack of wooden bleachers argued otherwise.
Beyond the commons lay four severe-looking buildings: Arriane immediately veered right off the path and led Luce to the field, sitting her down on top of one of the waterlogged wooden bleachers. The corresponding setup at Dover had screamed Ivy League jock-in-training, so Luce had always avoided hanging out there.
But this empty field, with its rusted, warped goals, told a very different story. One that wasn't as easy for Luce to figure out. Three turkey vultures swooped overhead, and a dismal wind whipped through the bare branches of the oak trees. Luce ducked her chin down into her mock turtleneck.
Arriane cracked a smile. And you passed. At least, I think you passed. The gender of most of the faculty here is an ongoing, schoolwide debate. Don't worry, you'll get into it. Luce thought Arriane was making a joke - in which case, cool. But this was all such a huge change from Dover.
At her old school, the green-tie-wearing, pomaded future senators had practically oozed through the halls in the genteel hush that money seemed to lay over everything. It was only when Daniel began twirling the rope that Luce snapped out of that trance Never in her life had she seen anyone move like him.
It was almost like Daniel was flying. The rope whipped up and over his tall frame so quickly that it disappeared, and his feet - his graceful, narrow feet - were they even touching the ground? He was moving so swiftly, even he must not have been counting. A loud grunt and a thud on the other side of the weight room tore Luce's attention away.
Todd was in a heap at the base of one of those knotted climbing ropes. She felt momentarily sorry for Todd, who was looking down at his blistered hands. Before she could look back at Daniel to see whether he'd even noticed, a cold black rush at the edge of her skin made Luce shiver. The shadow swept up on her slowly at first, icy, tenebrous, its limits indiscernible.
Then, suddenly rough, it crashed into her body and forced her back. The door to the weight room slammed in her face and Luce was alone in the hallway. She looked down at her bare arms, where it had felt almost like hands had gripped her, shoving her out of the gym. That was impossible - she'd just been standing in a weird place; a draft must have shot through the gymnasium.
Uneasily, she approached the closed door and pressed her face up against the small glass rectangle. Daniel was looking around, like he'd heard something. She felt certain he didn't know it was her: He wasn't scowling. She thought about Roland's suggestion that she just ask Daniel what was up, but quickly dismissed the notion.
It was impossible to ask anything of Daniel. She didn't want to bring out that scowl on his face. Besides, any question she might pose would be useless. She'd already heard all she needed to hear last night. She'd have to be some kind of sadist to ask him to admit he was with Gabbe.
She turned back toward the locker room when she realized she couldn't leave. It must have slipped from her hands when she stumbled out of the room. She stood on tiptoes to look down through the small glass panel on the door. There it was, a bronze blunder on the padded blue mat. How had it gotten so far across the room, so close to where he was working out? Luce sighed and pushed the door back open, thinking if she had to go in, at least she'd make it quick.
Reaching for her key, she sneaked one last look at him. His pace was slowing, slowing, but his feet still barely touched the ground. And then, with one final light-as-air bounce, he came to a stop and turned around to face her. For a moment, he said nothing. She could feel herself blush and really wished she wasn't wearing such a horrible bathing suit.
Then, gesturing at her suit, said, "Did you win? She stepped toward him. They were standing just a foot apart. Drops of water fell from her hair and pattered like rain on the gym mats. Daniel busied himself coiling the jump rope around his wrist.
When she lied and acted normal, she was allowed to enroll at Dover, and only had to visit Dr. They planted Luce in front of a man in a lab coat and asked her if she still saw her "visions. The grass was so overgrown, it looked more like a vacant lot than a school commons, but a faded scoreboard and a small stack of wooden bleachers argued otherwise.
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- Instead of answering, she watched Arriane, who was lying back on the bleachers, sporting a pair of enormous black sunglasses that covered the better part of her face.
- Luce thought Arriane was making a joke - in which case, cool.
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- Don't worry, you'll get into it.
- She pointed at Luce, who looked anything but sunny in her black jeans, black boots, and black top.
- Drops of water fell from her hair and pattered like rain on the gym mats.
- The grass was so overgrown, it looked more like a vacant lot than a school commons, but a faded scoreboard and a small stack of wooden bleachers argued otherwise.
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- The silhouette of a stout man holding the reins of two brown-and-white-spotted horses rose into view on the sloping road.