The X in Skye

His letter

Skye's POV

Baxter returned Blue after I told him I wouldn't kill him in his sleep, but there's still a high chance, I just wanted Blue back.

"What's in the bag?" Baxter asks un leading Blue

I finish swallowing the water I was drinking "Oh, nothing" I play off "Just something from the studio"

He's looks at me in confusion, I sense he knows what's going on but isn't going to push for answers "Well it's not ticking so I take it isn't a bomb" he jokes poking the big black duffel that still remains on the table.

I hop of the sofa and slide the bag away from him and take possession of it "Can never be too careful" I smile

The bag sat staring at me for the past few hours. I have no desire yet every desire to open it. In theory I should, considering I could have picked up something incredibly dangerous, but something deep down tells me it's not.

I groan and shove it into my small wardrobe. Out of sight out of mind.

~~~

"I'm so glad we can actually talk again" Brooke gleams as she sorts her overly organised locker out

I nod giving her a warm smile, the whole freeze out didn't last long. But my phone is pleased it's over, the amount of texts and calls drained the battery like crazy.

"So, remind me. when Tyler comes back, are we anti him and ignore like he's dead to us or is he now included?"

That's a question I have been wondering myself. "We'll see how it goes, he's still a dick but I did nearly get him killed" Brooke cocks her nodding "Plus, he did help us and ditch his dad, which also nearly got him killed so" His case is looking strong

Tyler is due out soon. Which reminds me of the awkward living situation, it was fine when I was at my parent's house where there's more rooms than we know what to do with. But, here at casa Baxter it's not quite the same.

He insists the floor would be better than the current lumpy hospital bed he's been stuck in.

Brooke closes her locker making the metallic crash which is still one of the most annoying noises "I never knew Arthur could be so evil" she frowns

I shrug my shoulders "Well considering Lorenzo was dead until a couple of months ago, it's getting harder to surprise me"

Class is extra-long; Grayson's seat remains empty. My left side remains cold without his presence, I didn't appreciate the slight warmth he gave.

~~~

The bar has become my natural habitat, it's actually quiet in the afternoon and it's easy to block people out.

"Hey, any chance you're a secret civil war expert? And if so, can help me with this?" I ask Baxter sweetly as glides down the bar, which is basically his.

His eyes narrow in confusion "Do I look like a history teacher? I barely remember school and that was only two years ago"

"Your grades are impressive though" I say under my breath

Unfortunately he seems to hear to hear, he lowers his head giving me his excuse me what? Eyes "You've seen my grades?" I nod with a face like I've consumed a handful of sour candies "For why have you seen my grades?"

I sigh "Okay, I was bored and I hacked into the school records" he rolls his eyes "It's horrendously easy. Like seriously, I could give my whole year an A in one click"

He taps his hands on the bar "I'm sure they would be very pleased" he grins "What is it exactly you're avoiding? because Blue is grumpy when he hasn't spent at least 12 hours with you"