Today was .a really weird day. It was my first day back at school since Payton left. It sucked walking to class by myself and eating alone. Sure, I could've joined one of the other tables packed with kids I had known my entire life. But then I would've been forced to feign interest in their silly obsessions. I preferred to wallow in my misery.
I guess I'm officially an angsty teen. I have to admit, I didn't see that coming. Up until .a few weeks ago, I had been one of those silly teenagers obsessing over Homecoming dresses and boys. I had been a cheerleader, I was dating the quarterback. I was popular.
But that was before the accident. At least, that's what everyone is calling it. Those of us who were there know it wasn't an accident at all. Everything, including my understanding of the world, changed that night.
It was supposed to be a celebration. Crystal Lake High had just won their final football game of the season and was guaranteed to make it to the playoffs. With Justin Fitzpatrick as the star quarterback, everyone was certain we would win State. I didn't know much about football, but even I knew that an undefeated season was impressive. I understood why Justin was so pumped and insisted on going to the party at Jenna's house and didn't push back even though we had made plans to spend the night alone to celebrate our six month anniversary.
I didn't say a word when I saw how drunk everyone was by the time we got there. I didn't say a word when I saw the strange guys watching us from the edge of the woods. If I had known then what I know now, I wouldn't have just said something. I would've screamed.
17-year-old girl with a deadly secret, special powers, and a sassy attitude.