Page 10 of Twisted Truths


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I doodled in my notebook only half listening to what Miss Minks was saying. Thoughts of after school kept me going through the day.

And between each class, I searched for Miranda. This wasn’t something new. All year I’d been watching for her.

“Are you stalking me?” Her soft voice came from behind me, making me jump.

“Shit!”

Miranda giggled and walked past me. “Don’t be a creeper.”

Shaking my head, I jogged after her. “Hey! You gonna be on the trails after school?”

She shrugged and kept walking. “Maybe.”

“Hi, Henry.” Victoria pushed between us and linked her arm with mine. “Are you excited for after school?”

“Uh, sure.” I watched as Miranda jogged ahead of us and darted into her classroom.

“Ugh.” Victoria made a funny face. “Why would you let that bitch walk next to you?”

I stopped and pulled my arm away. “Don’t call her that.”

She stomped her foot. “Don’t be stupid, Henry.”

Rolling my eyes, I slipped into my final class for the day. Dexter held out his elbow for some silly greeting we did on the football team and I bumped against his as I sat beside him.

“Why do you look like you have a stomachache?”

“Victoria’s been up my ass.” I snarled.

“Dude. I bet she’s already got your wedding planned.” He threw his head back, laughing.

“No.” I shook my head. “Not just no. Hell. No.”

Mr. Crisman clapped his hands as he closed the door. “Let’s get ready to science!”

I got my notebook out and acted like I was taking notes. Glancing beside me, I saw Dexter balls deep messing around on his phone.

Good. He won’t notice I’m writing a note to Miranda.

Well, not doing as much as thinking about her and scribbling her name while Mr. Crisman droned on about the periodic table.

When the bell rang, most of the class ran out, even though Mr. Crisman was still speaking. I slowly closed my notebook, putting it in my backpack and then left the classroom.

I couldn’t wait to get home, drop this shit off and head to trails.

Ethan caught up to me as we walked down the stairs and towards the front doors to catch our bus.

“The girls are joining us.”

“Ugh. Why?” I rolled my eyes. “They’re gonna want to play truth or dare.”

“Yeah.” He laughed. “They’re easy.”

“Pervert.” I snorted as we climbed up the steps onto the bus.

“Yeah, so drop your shit off at home and meet us where the rope swing is.” Ethan brushed his shoulders off.

The bus was filled with noise and none of it provided a distraction to stop me from wondering if Miranda would show up.

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