The door swings open and my teacher is standing on the other side. ‘Mr Helmsley?’ I ask him hopefully. ‘Oh, you must be the new girl,’ he says, smiling. He has glasses, but they’re on…Continue
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This is part of the first chapter. Enjoy!
I’m on the school bus, the heat of a summer day exacerbated by the stifling air that hardly seems to be circling. It’s too hot to talk; too hot to do much of anything, really. But that’s not for lack of trying. William has been trying to engage me in conversation for over twenty minutes. I appreciate the sentiment, but I just can’t be bothered.
Finally, the bus rolls to a halt outside my stop. Fanning my…Continue
Posted on June 16, 2012 at 2:03am