Pace's pov
Aderyn angrily walks away. I watch with regret, hoping she won't hate me forever now.
"Hey, it'll be okay," Jackson says, as if he can read my mind.
"Thanks, J," I thank him.
"Now, let's get out of here!" I say.
We walk along a sidewalk leading who-knows-where, and suddenly, I see Aderyn again, dressed in black.
"Hey, Pace! Hey Jackson! I forgive you guys," she says. Something sounds off with her voice . . .
Just then, "Aderyn" takes off a mask, and I see some weird lady I've never seen before.
I scream.
"All we need is Pace. Come here, Patience," she coos.
"NO!" I screech.
She grabs my hand and starts to drag me away.
"Jackson! Jackson Lee, HELP!" I call.
He turns around, seeing me, and runs up to the lady. He then kicks at her feet, as if she might stumble.
The lady finally falls, and I squirm free.
"Thanks, J," I say the familiar phrase.
"No problem," he responds.
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I read the top of a newspaper, and it reads 'Worst Teen In America: Pace Storm'.
What?!?
YOU ARE READING
Reality
Teen Fiction15 year old Pace Storm is an upbeat, happy person. That is, until her friend dies. Also, her parents divorce, so she has to live with her mom. She watches in horror as her world around her slowly tears apart. She desperately searches for a way to es...
