Legacy

NINE

Chapter Nine: You can't just out his government name like that.

D E L A N E Y

I didn't see him.

Two weeks passed and I didn't see him.

He was supposed to be back in school last week, but according to the headlines on dailymail and Hollywood news, he was still on vacation with Sandra James somewhere in Europe.

I told myself that I didn't care about it, but every time I heard his name in the hallway I lingered to catch a even a couple words. News traveled faster in the corridors of a high-school than online.

My mother made it clear to me that we couldn't be friends any longer. That he was nothing but trouble and I had to stay away from Luke Young if I wanted to stay at this school.

I was also grounded until the end of next month which meant no phone, no computer, no television, no parties and no Ophelia outside of school.

"Okay, so Xander texted me who was texting Luke that was texting Everest who was also texting Luke who was texting Xander who–"

"What?" I asked Ophelia, who was grinning brightly at me. "Can you just give me a summary?"

"Basically," she started slowly, "they were all texting each other and Luke may have mentioned that you weren't picking up your calls."

"Because I'm grounded," I told her slowly, "remember? no phone, no computer, no television, no parties–"

"and no Ophelia outside of school," Ophelia finished for me, "yes, I remember. I got the lecture as well, you know?"

"Off my mother," I said, leaning back in my chair. "Yours didn't seem to care."

"She was busy with work," Ophelia shrugged, "now, can I tell you what else Xander texted me?"

"Sure," I told her, turning around to my locker. I needed to grab a couple books before class started. "What is it?"

"Basically," She said slowly, leaning her shoulder against the lockers beside mine, "we are invited to Luke's welcome back party tonight."

I looked around my locker door at her. "You do know what grounded means, right?"

"He's your neighbour! You can't not go."

I shook my head, "You realise he lives with a seventy year old woman, he's not going to throw parties at that house. He probably has another."

"Yeah, because a high school student can afford to pay a mortgage," Ophelia mocked.

I grabbed my books out of my locker and felt something slip out of my locker as I did. I shut my locker and turned to Ophelia before picking it up. "I don't know, Lia. I'm just saying, it's probably not the house across from me."

"That would be even better though. You probably won't get caught if it's far away from your house."

"Please explain your logic," I asked her, "and your plan for me getting to and home from said party before my mom realises."

I looked down at saw the piece of paper that I had thought had fallen out of my books was not notes like I originally thought. Instead, a photograph stared back up at me.

I placed my boot over it before Ophelia could see. I didn't need her worrying over something that could be nothing.

"Basically, it involves Xander being our getaway driver," Ophelia smiled, almost nervously, "and Luke will probably be there to help you sneak out."

My eyes widened, "Ophelia that's probably your worst plan ever. What do you think my mother is going to say when she sees them?"

My mother had a thing against Legacy. She thought they were just glorified potheads. She didn't understand that their music was actually good and the fact they didn't actually take that many drugs. She also didn't like the fact they were covered in tattoos and looked so intimidating.