The Monday after the homecoming announcement, everything changed.
I was at my locker, shoving books into my bag, when the hallway went quiet. Not the usual quiet. The kind of quiet that happens when something or someone commands attention.
I looked up.
She was walking down the hallway like she owned it.
Tall. Long black hair that fell past her shoulders. Skin like caramel. Eyes that were almost gold. She wore a leather jacket that looked expensive. Boots that clicked against the tile floor.
Everyone stared.
She didn't seem to notice. Or maybe she did and just didn't care.
"Who's that?" Nellie whispered. She'd appeared beside me. Her eyes were wide.
"I don't know."
"She's gorgeous."
"She's something."
The new girl walked past us. Her eyes swept the hallway. Scanning. Searching.
