~Peter and Michelle - Book II~

Chapter 17

Peter made his way back down to the lobby and couldn't help but think about Michelle. I can't believe she's missing out on going skiing with everyone. It would have been so much fun! Uhh, I'm so worried, she is in so much pain. Even though she was trying to conceal it, I could tell how much pain she was in. I wish I could have stayed back with her and just watched movies all day or watched her as she read, but she would have told me to go out and have fun for her. I hope she's okay and that she's getting some rest, she looked so tired.

As he exited the elevator, he quickly scanned the lobby to make sure that Evie wasn't there. She was so weird and made me really uncomfortable, if I'm honest. The way she kept staring and smiling at me was really off-putting. I hope MJ wasn't mad, she didn't seem like she was. Although I have to admit, seeing her put Evie in her place was totally badass and I loved it. When he confirmed that the coast was clear, he made his way across the lobby and back into the dining room, where Ned sat at their table, minding the bags. As Peter got closer, he could tell he was on his phone.

Peter sat down across from him right as he was saying goodbye. "Dude, you'll never guess what's happened!" Ned said to him as soon as he ended the call. "What?" Peter said, intrigued. "Do you remember what happened in the news recently, the story MJ was really interested in?" Peter nodded, "Yeah, about the guy who may have killed his neighbour. Didn't he have an alibi, though? I remember MJ saying that, but I don't think she believed him." Ned nodded, clearly excited and also nervous to tell the story. "Yeah, him. Guess what, he's gone missing."

"What?" Peter said with wide eyes. "Yeah! Nobody has seen or heard from him in a few days, and his apartment seemed to be completely abandoned, with nothing in it!" Peter didn't know how to take that information. "Does that mean he did a runner? Like he did kill his neighbour and thought people would figure it out? Or has something happened to him?" Ned shook his head, "No, I think he definitely did a runner. As soon as I looked it up, I thought he just looked sketchy. I agree with MJ, I think he definitely killed her." Peter nodded and couldn't help but agree with his best friend. He did look sketchy. Just something about his face...

"Does anyone have any idea about where he may have gone?" Ned shook his head. "No, no one knows, but it's everywhere in the news." Peter nodded and couldn't help but feel a little overwhelmed. I wanted to go on this trip so I could relax a bit, and now I'm stressed about MJ and the possible murderer on the loose back home. I hope May is okay. Deciding to change the subject, Peter asked a some of the other news stories that had been happening back in Queens. "Um, well Mum didn't mention too much. She was raving about that dog who had saved his owner from a robbery. Apparently, the dog got a badge or reward or something. And she also mentioned how that college kid was still in a coma or something. Other than that, nothing much has been going on. The main story is the murder mystery."

Peter nodded before deciding to call May and chat for a while. Around half an hour later Peter and Ned were standing in the lobby, waiting for everyone to gather so that they could board the bus. "Okay, so everyone is here, minus one exception," That must be MJ, "So let's go!" Ms Warren announced to the group. They boarded the bus, Peter and Ned sitting together, and admired the passing scenery as the bus moved towards the mountain they would ski down for the day. Throughout the trip Flash was being his usual self, but Peter and Ned just brushed it off as they usually do. The whole bus ride was only around fifteen minutes long, before it stopped and they all got off, staring at the massive white mountain in front of them.

"How far up do you think we'll go?" Ned asked. Peter shook his head, walking with the rest of the group over to grab their ski equipment for the day. "Not sure. Probably not too high considering it's the first day." Everyone got in line to be fitted for their gear and to get some ski poles and other things. Mr Harrington ended up holding up the line for a while, as every time he tried something on, he would trip and knock a bunch of things over. Ms Warren was clearly getting a little distressed, but Coach was just chatting to a few freshman about their favourite foods.