Snippet #2411466

Danielle walked to the back of the library near a corner, seemed to be hidden by the thick bookshelves. It had a few tables and chairs and when she stopped she turned around, waiting and watching. Thankfully, Landon found his way back but sent her a message. Danielle shook her head, oh how lucky he was. He could just send her messaged telepathically, but she had to turn invisible and go search for him. If he could communicate with her mentally, did that mean he could read her thoughts too? The thought of people reading her personal thoughts made her feel totally exposed. At this school she had to worry about her thoughts now. Great.

Landon leaned against a table and put his books down. He opened the link once more and Danielle laughed a little. She didn't know if he had heard her, but it didn't matter to her. She went over to him and ruffled his hair, quickly stepping back. Why not? It wasn't like he could see her. Being invisible made Danielle so giddy. She hadn't been invisible since her senior prank at her high school. Frankly, she pretty much did everything herself. She came up with the idea of making her school haunted. It was a huge success, if she said so herself. People freaked out so much they dismissed school early. Slamming doors, pouring paint on the hallway floors and leaving messages, moving desks in classrooms, slapping yard sticks and rulers against chalk boards, even breaking the lights in the ceilings, it was such a thrill! Talk about an adrenaline rush! Messing with the light bulbs was a bit tricky, but it paid off in the end. The principal claimed it was a sham, but took it back when Danielle had messed with him. Looking back on it, she didn't feel guilty at all.

She sat in a chair at the table and finally made herself visible. His words took her back somewhat, but made her happy at the same time. "Different? Me? Why of course I am. Until I understand why everyone hates everyone, it looks like I'll just have to be kind. When I do find out though, you better watch yourself!" Danielle winked at him and smiled. She had no intention of screwing up a friendship at this school, especially with Landon. He was a ThornWell and she was a RoseWood, so what? If she was punished for being nice to a ThornWell, then this school had some major problems. "I think I've given you more than two glances. ThornWell is just a name, isn't it? Same with RoseWood. People are people in my book." She brought a knee up to her chest and wrapped her arm around it. "By the way, I prefer hot chocolate instead of coffee."

Her mind wandered to what would happen if anyone caught the two interacting. They ran into each other earlier and that ended up in a fight with some other man. It was pretty crazy if you asked her. It was amazing that two people couldn't apologize to each other without accusations from other people. If they were caught by someone else, what would happen? Would another fight break out? Would people turn the other cheek? Would the Headmaster get involved? Who would the fight even between? Certainly, she didn't think it would between Landon and she. Landon didn't seem to be a fighter. As a matter of fact, Landon didn't even seem like he was a ThornWell. His attitude was so kind compared to ones she had heard about from that house. Maybe he just had a different outlook on everything. That would make sense if he did, considering everything that had happened.

The fight replayed in her mind and she thought about the girl with the flames. She stuck up for Landon, and claimed to be his sister. Before she could stop herself, she threw a question at him. "So, the girl earlier today was your sister?" Danielle sat there and didn't say anything more about it. She didn't want to tell him she had a bad feeling about her, but if he was related to her, maybe she was okay. Then again, siblings can be very different. What she said to Williams was cold, and Danielle figured maybe she was the kind of ThornWell people always talked about. "Sorry, curiosity got the best of me." Danielle smiled shyly and let her eyes land on her knee.