Deadly Secrets

Chapter 11

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What in Jesus Christ is that?

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Oh, my alarm...

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I probably should wake up.

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Just five more minutes...

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I snap my eyes open and flung off the sheets. Slapping the top of my alarm I scratched the back of my neck. I ran to the bathroom and started a hot shower before my cold toes fell off. Stepping into the hot steam, my brain slowly started to wake up. Bryn was driving me to school today. Tristan is hot. I was grounded and Jane had my car keys. Tristan was very hot. My family was related to an ancient Egyptian goddess. Tristan was smoking hot. Why do I keep thinking about Tristan? I pictured his face and his deep blue eyes. No, bad Eleanor. Meg said that I should stay away from him. Not like I know her well enough to take her word for it. Still, my mother did teach me never to talk to strangers. I turned off the shower and stepped out of the steam. I wiped the fog off the mirror and began to towel dry myself and hair. Plugging in the blow dryer I let the heat waves comb my hair. I wonder how much homework I have. I'm really hungry, I should eat something. Ravioli sounds good, but for breakfast? Maybe for lunch, but what should I eat for breakfast? I should skip breakfast. What time is it? I wonder what time Bryn is going to pick me up. I should text her. I took a brush and ran it through my tousled hair. I French braided it down my back and applied some brown eye shadow and lip-chap. I slipped on a robe and walked back into my room toward my closet. Sweeping open the mahogany doors and I walked into my walk-in closet. Pulling out a pair of black jean capris, I scanned for shirts. I shrugged into a cerulean blue shirt that fell off one shoulder and had sleeves that went to my elbows. Lastly I snapped the crescent shaped necklace around my neck. I checked the clock, grabbed my cell phone and shoulder bag before heading downstairs. Jane was buttering some toast while Leo watched for his bus. I ruffled his hair and kissed Jane on the cheek before grabbing the toast that she buttered. A loud obnoxious honk sounding from the street, I guess Bryn is here. Exiting the front door I made my way over to Bryn's yellow jeep. She was blasting Patron Tequila from the speakers. I crawled in and clicked my seat belt as she sped away from the curb. "Good morning chica." I rolled my eyes,

"Good morning person who is not Latino." I looked at her and she smiled.

"What’s with the pokadots?" I asked her. She wore a white strapless knee length dress that was covered in black pokadots. Her smile got wider,

"Wait till you see the shoes." Bryn always drove in her black converse and had a change of shoes in the back to put on when she got to her destination. I twisted in my seat and reached down to grab a shoe box. It contained black heels sporting white pokadots.

"Feeling spotty this morning are we?" I asked in my fake British accent. We laughed as we pulled into the school parking lot. Tullahoma High home of the Wildcats was a red brick two story building. Putting her jeep into park she removed her shoes and began to put on her heels. I jumped out and slung my leather bag over my head. I tucked some loose hairs behind my ears fixed my braid. Locking the doors Bryn and I made our way to the front doors.

I leaned against a cool metallic locker as Bryn grabbed her books.

"So did I miss anything important?" Bryn was only in two of my four classes, but it was better than nothing. She shrugged,

"Just read chapter 3 through 5 in English and started a new unit in Psychology." Crap, a new unit? I didn't bother to bat an eye at English, I read To Kill a Mockingbird last year for fun. I groaned as I pulled myself away from the locker.

"New necklace?" Bryn motioned to my neck.

"Yeah, birthday present."

“Well it’s gorgeous, but I bet it’s not as gorgeous as Tristan," she boasted. I rolled my eyes,

"How would you know?"

"I’m in the midst of doing some serious recon."

"Just don’t hurt yourself." I waved as we headed down the hallway in opposite directions. I walked into my first period class.