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percent certain of that, but something deep in her gut said this wasn’t just about her going to Mark Jameson’s party.
    But what else could it be about?
    And why? Why of all the freaks in the room had she been singled out? Was it because she didn’t twitch her eyebrows? Oh, she could twitch her brows as good as the next person. And darn if she wouldn’t be practicing that as soon as she got alone. Problem was, she just didn’t understand the whole twitching thing. Was it the Shadow Falls Camp version of a secret handshake?
    “Come on. Let’s get things moving,” the singsong voice said again. “Returnees, outside. Newbies, hang right here.”
    Kylie experienced the tiniest bit of relief when the crowd stopped staring and started shuffling around, reaching for purses and backpacks. Or at least most of them stopped staring. Kylie looked over to the right and saw the black-haired boy with bright blue eyes standing there, his gaze locked on her. Lucas Parker. She recalled his name, even though it had been a long time since she’d seen him.
    I’m glad they left, she recalled her dad saying. Take my word on it, that kid is going to grow up to be a serial killer. Kylie felt a fist wrap around her heart and squeeze. Was she really at a camp with a possible serial killer?
    Could it really be him? Of course, she could be wrong. It had been, gosh, over ten years. Chills tiptoed up her spine, and then he turned and moved into the flow of other returnees out the door.
    Kylie saw Miranda take a few steps. She stopped in front of Kylie and said, “Good luck.” Kylie couldn’t tell if the girl was being a smartass or serious, so she just nodded.
    The blond boy stepped behind Miranda and grinned at Kylie. “Wouldn’t want to be you,” he said as if joking, then he followed Miranda out.
    Knees locked so she wouldn’t crumble, Kylie came to her senses long enough to realize that at least half the crowd had gone. And of her bus buddies, the only ones remaining were Pale Girl, Goth Girl, Derek, and the guy with all the piercings.
    “Okay,” Holiday said. “Now, what I want is for all of you who know why you’re here, to move to the far left. All of you who don’t, move to the far right.”
    Kylie remembered her feeling that this was about more than her trip to the police station and started to move to the right, but she noticed everyone shifting to the left. Not wanting to be singled out any more than she already had been, she went to stand beside Derek.
    He shot her a look of disbelief. Deciding to practice the whole eyebrow thing, she crinkled her forehead.
    When she looked over, only four people stood on the right side of the room. One of them was the pierced boy from her bus.
    Holiday looked at both groups and Sky walked in and stood beside the redheaded leader. “Okay, righties, come with me. Sky is going to talk to everyone else.” Holiday started out, then stopped and glanced back over her shoulder. Her gaze slapped right into Kylie. “Come with us, Kylie.”
    Shocked the women knew her name, she shook her head. “I know why I’m here,” she lied.
    “Really?” asked Holiday.
    Deciding to take a stab at it, she said, “I got caught at a party where drugs were found.”
    A few snickers filled Kylie’s ears.
    Holiday frowned at the snickerers and motioned Kylie forward.
    “Is it because my parents are getting a divorce?” she asked, feeling desperate.
    Holiday didn’t say anything, but then she didn’t have to. The look she shot Kylie reminded her of her mom’s don’t-go-there stare. And the one time Kylie had gone there, she’d been grounded for a month. So Kylie followed Holiday and the four others out of the dining hall.
    When they walked past the crowd standing outside, Kylie felt all the eyes turn toward her. Miranda nodded and mouthed the words “good luck.” For some reason, Kylie suspected the girl’s intentions were genuine.
    Then Kylie spotted Lucas Parker standing beside the goth girl