CHAPTER 11: The Red-haired that pries
“Did you get any sleep at all? It seems like you’ve been in a nightmare.” Nancy asked while Esme arranged her books in her locker.
Esme nodded slowly, passing her friend a small smile.
After what she had seen earlier. She couldn’t understand why everything now felt weird to her.
Sarah had been worried and had wanted her to stay back at home and rest but she declined, not wanting to make it much of a big deal.
“I’m just fine.” She said more to herself than her friend. Nancy shrugged and glanced down at her phone.
“What do you know about Ashley?” She asked abruptly.
“What?” Nancy raised her head up, glancing at Esme with a confused look at the sudden question.
“Who? Ashley? Why?”
Esme closed her locker and leaned on it, folding her arms a
