least acknowledged me in some way.
“Will you be able to get away this weekend?” Adele asks, and I suspect from the note of sadness in her eyes that Grey has somehow filled her in on the fallout between Hannah and me and she is trying to distract me. ‘Get away’ is our code word for Álfheimr since it probably wouldn’t go over so well if someone heard us discussing castles and elves and such. They’d either try to lock me up in a mental institution or they would just assume we were World of Warcraft gamers or something embarrassing like that.
“I’m only working Saturday evening this weekend since try-outs are that morning so I should be able to get away Sunday.”
“Excellent. I know he worries when you aren’t there.” There’s no need to ask her who she’s referring to. I know that he is Alberico.
Jacoby returns with an extra roll and I stifle a giggle before thanking him.
I find myself unable to stop myself from glancing over where I know Hannah is sitting and I notice that she's staring at someone across the room. I follow her gaze and realize she's staring at Ethan. They seem to be having some sort of silent communication because suddenly she stands up and meets him over at his table. She sits down and leans in closely to hear whatever it is that he is whispering.
“Grey,” I say is a hushed tone. “Do you see that?” I nod over in the general direction of where Hannah and Ethan are sitting. “Can you hear what he's saying to her?”
“Why is she talking to him?” Jacoby asks and Grey tells him to be quiet.
“He says that he has a message for her from Seth,” Grey says.
“What? He's lying. Is he lying Jacoby?” I ask my aura-seeing boyfriend.
“I think he might be telling the truth,” Jacoby admits.
“He wants her to meet with him after school.” Grey continues.
“We can't let that happen,” I tell them.
“Maybe we should?” Adele asks.
“What? Why?”
“The information could be of value. Maybe we need to conduct a little reconnaissance mission,” Adele suggests.
“Okay, but how?” I ask but before she can answer the bell chimes signaling the end of the lunch hour.
“We'll figure it out. Just trust us.”
“Alright. See you guys later,” I say my goodbyes to Grey and Adele though I know I’ll see them both either in class or in between periods.
Jacoby takes my hand as we walk to our class. I take my usual desk next to him and prepare to listen to yet another boring lecture. At least I have Jacoby’s side comments to look forward to and he definitely doesn’t disappoint. But I'm too distracted to fully enjoy his anecdotes.
I'm so wrapped up in my thoughts of all the possible reasons why Ethan is taking a sudden interest in Hannah and how he would have information regarding Seth that the next two classes go by quickly and before I know it, it’s time for P.E.—the only class I don’t share with Jacoby. He walks me down to the locker room where Adele is waiting. I feel like the school day is just one long, slow-paced relay race. Grey, Adele, and Jacoby are the athletes and I’m the baton.
We’re in our “track and field” unit and since it’s pouring outside we’re running around the entire length of the gym which is repetitive and sucky and doesn’t allow for much conversation.
“Mia Carrington,” a booming voice says over the