Cold Blood

Chapter 5

Ben

I was reading under a tree near where Chad and his popular friends were playing football. Suddenly they stopped and started walking to something.

I put down my book to see what they were walking to. It was a girl. She looked pretty short but was dressed in all black making her look kind of badass. I watched as Chad walked closer and closer to her. Then, he was laying face first on the ground.

That girl must have done some crazy ninja move to have star football played Chad Tyson laying on the ground. Damn. That is some girl.

She hopped off Tyson and started walking away. She sees me under the tree and starts walking to me. Oh shit, did I brush my hair today? I found myself frantically thinking. I quickly smooth the big mess out.

"Hey, I your name Benjamin Charroway?" She asked. How did she know my name?

"Uh, um, y-yeah. Yeah it i-is." I stumbled. Curse my nervousness!

"Okay I'm going to have to ask you to trust me. I know I'm just a random girl you don't even know, but you HAVE to trust me." She says to me looking me in the eyes.

Something about the look on her face it the seriousness in her gaze makes me trust her. I know she's for real.

"Okay. I trust you. But if you don't mind me asking, what do I have to do?" I answer trying to hold her gaze but end up looking away.

"You'll find that out later. Now come with me." She says turning away.

I quickly put my book in my backpack and stand up. She's already walking away. I have to jog to get to her.

She's shorter than I thought she was. I guess she looks bigger than she really is because of her badass look. She's walking at a pretty fast pace too.

We leave the park and start heading down the street.

"So, um what's your name?" I ask just now noticing I didn't even get her name.

"Alyx." She answers flatly.

"Alyx, that's a nice name. I had a friend named Alex when I was a kid. But he moved back in fourth grade."

She stops and turns to look at me. "Listen, you don't have to try to strike a conversation. I don't really want to talk."

"Uh, sorry. Okay. Yeah, sorry." I stumble. Dammit Ben. Why do you have to mess up every time you try to talk to a girl?

Her gaze softens for a moment. But then it's gone so fast I think I might have imagined it. She turns back around and continues to walk.

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