Finding Maze

Chapter 11

Miley Pov.

A week passed by since my encounter with my skate mates, I decided that I would meet up with them during the weekends as, apparently Jenna talked to my mom about the skating thing and she said 'no' during weekdays because it will supposedly affect my studies and I will get low grades. They manage to make my life miserable by being far.

The genes for smartness that I got were definitely from my my mom, she had topped in her studies in both high school and law school and my dad wasn't much behind on studies either. They both believed in hardwork, studing eleven hours, making notes, keep on revising, whereas I believed in focusing on classes and relying on brains.

I sighed when the JKH came into view, Jenna had some work early in the morning so she had taken the car and my bicycle was trash since it hadn't been used up for a long time given no other option, I decided to walk to the school and it was much easier when I realized how close the school actually is.

I pulled the black jacket that I had worn closer to me when I felt a white snowflake on my arm, entering mid January of winter was taking a toll on me. It never snowed in LA but in New York the winter along with snow was very cold.

"Never experienced first hand snow?" A voice asked. I turned around to find Mikey standing with his hands stuffed into his black jumper jacket with a beanie over his head.

"Ah, not used it " I said smiling. He grinned and placed his hand on my hair and ruffled it.

"A lot of snow" he said. "It doesn't snow often here too, but when it does it's heavy"

I groaned lightly. "There is no snow in LA" I said sighing. "I didn't prepare for this"

Mikey laughed, showing off his cute dimples and pointed to the school. "Let's go inside and get warm" he said walking ahead of me.

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"Hey, Miley have you seen Lexi?" Stefan asked, as I kept my books in my locker. I took out my books for the first period and closed the locker.

" You are asking me, the last person who knows her, where she is ?" I asked, leaning on my locker.

"Well, do you know or not?" He asked tapping his foot impatiently.

" No, Stefan I dont know" I said rolling my eyes, irritated at his tone.

" That's odd" he said, looking behind me. I looked behind to see if he saw something odd but there was nothing but an empty hallway.

"What is?" I asked, curiously.

"She has been, sooo you know, soo...what should I say....reserved, ever since she heard about Rowling's murder" Stefan said, looking at the floor.

"How so?" I asked.

"She blanks out whenever I am with her, she disappears and then gives me lame ass excuses. She says she has to study and cancels all the dates. Should I assume something?" He asked.

"Maybe she is just depressed, about Rowling's death, maybe they were close friends or something" I said, shrugging my shoulders.

" Rowling and Lexi have spoken only once" Stefan pointed out.

"A lot could have been said at 'once' " I said, emphasizing the word 'once'.

"That was when Lexi tripped Rowling and Rowling muttered the word 'bitch' at her" Stefan pointed out.

"Oh " I said "well I am sure she is fine, ask her about it when she comes back. I mean like, don't interrogate her at the same time ask her what's wrong or what's going on. Go through an emotional way then she might say something"