So, don't be mad. Hey look! It's a new chapter! I know i have been neglecting my fics, but i have gotten myself stuck in this trend i like to call laziness and lack of ambition. No motivation whatsoever. Well, here is the first part of the chapter. or maybe even all of chapter 8 i haven't decided yet. I hope to get another chapter cranked out. I will take a pledge to have more ambition.
These characters belong to Meg Cabot.( i only wish they were mine)
Chapter 8: Getting Answers Paul's POV
Pulling into the school parking lot, I noticed Suze waiting at the front entrance. She looked excited about something and nodded her head in my direction before turning and walking into the breezeway. She had information on Becca. Finally, at least I would receive some answers. I glanced at Becca as I put my car in park. She still looked exhausted, even after a large iced latte. I wanted to reach out for her hand, which rested on the center console, well within my reach by the way, but I flinched back. We hadn't talked about last night, at all. Something seemed a little strained this morning and I felt that there was nothing I could do about it. I felt different myself. Like with her, I was one person, and with the rest of the world, I was the same regular Paul that everyone expected me to be. I found that I wanted to be the Paul that I was when I was with her. I shook my head and got out of the car and walked around to open her door, only to find that she was already half way out of it.
Auggie jumped out behind her and waited patiently as Becca grabbed her bag. He sniffed the air and growled a little, turning to his left. I followed his gaze and groaned inwardly. Kelly was coming towards us and she looked like she was about to blow a gasket.
"Um...let's get going huh? There is a dragon heading this way and I can literally see the steam coming out of her nostrils." I looked down for her reaction and for the first time this morning, she smiled in earnest. Even her eyes seemed to sparkle. THWAP! Yes, that was me mentally smacking myself upside the head.
"Oh. Don't feel like dealing with the dragon this early? I heard somewhere that it is a good way to align ones chakras." She looked up to where she figured my face would be- which was pretty accurate- and smiled teasingly.
"Yeah, right. Let's just move before she corners me, alright?" I took her elbow and Auggie's harness and led them toward the school entrance and to Assembly, meeting up with her afterwards.
When we got to her locker, I patted Auggie's head and then turned to Becca, who was feeling her way around the lock to get her locker open.
"So, Kelly being a class A bitch to you? I thought you were dating." She said it so matter of factly that I paused, losing the words I was going to say before she interrupted my thoughts.
"Uh...no, we aren't. She... She is a class A bitch. I got tired of it. I found that she exhausted me just by standing next to me. On top of that, she doesn't really get the whole we-broke-up-so-leave-me-alone thing." I watched her smile get a little but bigger. Almost hopeful. I told myself that I was imagining it.
"So, you, what, realized that she was holding you back? A little too needy and pushy? Must have been blind to the fact that she eats small children for breakfast."
"If she eats at all," I found that it was fun to poke fun at Kelly. I liked Becca's sense of humor. It was entertaining. I stepped a little closer and leaned on the locker next to hers.
I felt him get a little closer and lean against the locker next to mine. I tried with all my might not to look too hopeful at the fact that he dumped Kelly. I mean, I didn't like him like that. Damn it self. Keep that in mind. I felt for my books, the ones that I can't even use because they aren't in braille. Hopefully I would receive those soon so I wouldn't have to lug my laptop back and forth and take such meticulous notes. Well, I might still have to lug the laptop, since I wouldn't be able to read any of the notes I take without it.
"I'll have to take your word for it." I smiled in his direction and closed my locker. I reached for Auggie's harness and he started to pull me along to homeroom. I shivered a little as I walked, feeling like my bones were on edge, the world caving in just a little. Unconsciously, I took a step closer to Paul as we walked to class until entered homeroom and we split up.
I sat down behind Suze and nudged her chair with my foot. She opened a notebook and started to scribble fast and then handed it back to me.
So, we found nothing on Becca. At least not on the internet. No online source or newspaper articles about a girl getting into an accident and going blind. That would make it in the paper, right? We searched through local papers and state papers' websites in Minnesota. Nothing. Nothing in that time frame.
Well, that doesn't seem to be something to be excited about. That is a bunch of nothing. I handed it back to her with my answer.
She literally started to bounce in her chair as she replied. A moment later, I got the notebook back.
We did find something interesting, though. We saw a photo of the creep that has been stalking her.
This was getting ridiculous. I handed it back without even bothering to leave a reply.
His name is Thomas Hill. He was gunned down by a police officer in St. Paul. Apparently, they had been searching for the creep for years for a number of break ins and assault charges that had been wracked up since the mid 90s. That isn't all. His DNA was identified at a crime scene involving the death of a minor. He killed a cop, Paul, as he escaped as well as a security guard.
She looked back at me, this time I could tell that it wasn't excitement, but nerves.
What was the officer's name that shot him? I passed the notebook back to her.
Daniels I think. No relation that I could see. She grimaced as she saw my face.
The question now is what does this have to do with Becca and her family? Think that this is why they moved across the country?
She just shook her head. Lunch? She scrawled.