Ten Reasons Not To Die

Day 10

Ten Reasons Not To Die

Day 10- You

                Evan wasn’t at school the next morning.

                I wasn’t going to lie and say that I wasn’t disappointed that he wasn’t here. I was almost looking forward to see him today, and see what he had planned for me. Everything he has done for me so far had made me so much happier. I couldn’t help but wonder what would happen if he never found me standing on the edge of that cliff a week ago.

                All I know is that I would’ve missed out on throwing eggs at him in his uncle’s bakery, getting accepted into Brown University with a full scholarship, and most importantly, just being with Evan.

                A shiver went down my spine, as I gulped nervously.

                Did I just admit that I liked Evan?

                No, I kept telling myself. I couldn’t like Evan. He was only trying to save my life because he felt bad for me. I didn’t like him, and I never would. But I couldn’t help but contradict myself, because during the entire day at school, I couldn’t help but wish that he was here today.

                After school, I mustered up the courage to walk up to one of the guys that I always saw Evan around, Mason. I always saw them chuckling with each other, and I’ve even seen them outside of school just hanging out. I assumed that Mason was one of Evan’s closest friends. He must’ve known where Evan was today.

                Mason was leaning against his red Porsche Carrera, laughing loudly at something one of the guys he was around had said. I let out a deep breath of air, approaching Mason. He didn’t notice me until I stood clear in front of him.

                He tilted his head up, staring at me with his brown eyes confused. “Can I help you?” he asked. His tone wasn’t harsh or cold, which I had expected it to be. His voice was almost welcoming, yet there was curiosity lingering from the tip of his tongue.

                I stared uncomfortably at the three other guys that all had their eyes on me. Mason must’ve noticed that I didn’t want them around, so with one nod, they all walked away from Mason and I.

               Mason turned back to me, raising an eyebrow, as if he were trying to signal for me to say something. I licked my lips, sighing. “Do you know where Evan is today?”

                Mason stared at me blankly, before his brown eyes began to roam over my face. He stared at me with such intense eyes, if he was trying to read what I was thinking. “Who are you?”

                I gulped. That was certainly not the answer I was hoping to get. I was expecting him to just tell me where Evan was. I wasn’t expecting for him to ask me who I was, and why I wanted to see Evan. “Remy. I’m just a friend of Evan’s.”

                Mason’s eyes suddenly widened, as if he recognized who I was. “You’re Remy? Remy Montgomery?”

                I nodded slowly. “That’s me.”

                Mason’s lips parted, as he let out a cough, clearing his throat. Suddenly, his lips started to move, but no voice came out from him. I stared at his lips intently, trying to read what he was mumbling about. I made out the words as numbers. His lips stopped moving when he counted to ten.