9 | What Have I Started?

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Spanish passed in a blur

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Spanish passed in a blur. Mrs. Goff never questioned my abstraction. She knew my Spanish was superior to hers and she gave me a great deal of latitude, leaving me free to think.

So, I couldn't ignore the boy. That much was obvious. But did it mean I had no choice but to destroy him?

That could not be the only available future. There had to be some other choice, some delicate balance. I tried to think of a way...

I didn't pay much attention to Hoseok until the hour was nearly up. He was curious-Hoseok was not overly intuitive about the shades in other's moods, but he could see the obvious change in me. He wondered what had happened to remove the unrelenting glower from my face. He struggled to define the change, and finally decided that I looked hopeful.

 He struggled to define the change, and finally decided that I looked hopeful

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Hopeful? Is that what it looked like from the outside?

I pondered the idea of hope as we walked to the Volvo, wondering what exactly I should be hoping for. But I didn't have long to ponder. Sensitive as I always was to thoughts about the boy, the sound of Kook's name in the heads of my rivals, I suppose I had to admit, caught my attention. Eric and Tyler, having heard with much satisfaction of Mike's failure, were preparing to make their moves.

Eric was already in place, positioned against his red truck where Kook could not avoid him. Tyler's class was being held late to receive an assignment, and he was in a desperate hurry to catch him before he escaped.

This I had to see.

"Wait for the others here, all right?" I murmured to Hoseok. He eyed me suspiciously, but then shrugged and nodded.

Kid's lost his mind, he thought, amused by my odd request.

I saw Jungkook on his way out of the gym, and I waited where he would not see me for him to pass. As he got closer to Eric's ambush, I strode forward, setting my pace so that I would walk by at the right moment.

I watched his body stiffen when he caught sight of the boy waiting for him. He froze for a moment, then relaxed and moved forward.

"Hi, Eric," I heard him call in a friendly voice.

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