Shifting Greer's

Chapter 17//

Song: Unsteady by X Ambassadors

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Another weekend comes quickly at Arden Prep. The students file out of the school in groups, smiles bright on their faces. I'm staring down at my phone, typing away at a text message. I've been messaging Bash for days now. I've gotten to know him pretty well, and he was a breath of fresh air. We'd actually set up a date for tonight, and I was nervous.

When I was Greer Thomas, there wasn't anything or anyone that could make me nervous. When I had dates, it was always the boy who was the nervous one. There was something about this date with Bash that made me nervous.

Maybe it was the fact that he was an older boy. He was almost nineteen, in his first year of college at the university twenty miles away. He had a cousin that lived in town, that's why he'd been near Arden Prep that day. He was studying business and accounting. Which was all to familiar. My father had been accountant. Of course, Bash couldn't know that.

I'm not even paying attention to where I'm going, so when I make it safely to my car I'm a little surprised. I slide in behind my wheel and start the engine. One of my favorite songs plays loudly over the spears. For once, my eyes don't seek out Kaleb Nixon. He's barely showed up to class at all since that afternoon in the diner. I'm pretty sure he was avoiding me like I was avoiding him. Maybe he'd finally realized that we were better off apart.

Thankfully, Leo is home when I get there. He's sitting at the table surrounded by papers when I get inside. He runs a hand through his hair that's sticking up all over the place. He barely notices me as I slip into the dinning room.

"Oh, Greer, hey. How was school?" He asks, sighing and scratching the back of his neck.

I shrug and take the seat before him. "It was fine."

"Everything's okay?" He asks, his eyes reverting back to the paper before him.

I nod, "Yeah."

Our conversation is interrupted when his cell phone rings. He sighs and answers it quickly, "This is Agent Martin." His eyes widen and he straightens up quickly. "When?" I hear a frantic voice on the other end, but can't hear what it's saying. "Alright, I'll take care of it. I'll be there in about thirty minutes." Leo hangs up the phone a second later and starts gathering up his papers.

"What's wrong?" I ask.

He sweeps up the papers and moves away from the table, "I'm sorry, I have to go out of town for the night. Something at work needs my attention." He barely looks me in the eye as he leaves the dinning room. I follow after him. "You know the drill, right? Doors locked at all times. There's an emergency number on the fridge if something happens. I'll have someone patrol the area tonight."

"Relax, Leo. I can handle myself for one night." I say.

He stops in front of his door, "I know. I just don't like leaving you here by yourself."