Clover University, Chicago, Illinois, United States of America- Earth, 1:26 P.M, April 28th, 2018 A.D.
“’Sup Selena?” Braden Hollister lifts a hand in greeting.
I nod at him. “Hey.”
I walk down the hallway, smiling and greeting others as I move past. But as soon as my back was turned, a thin line appeared on my lips.
When I arrive in front of my Chem classroom, I throw open the doors, scurrying to my seat as fast as I can.
Jasmine’s seat next to mine is empty. Huh, I wonder where she is.
The person I didn’t want to see today walks in, looking up to meet my eyes and letting a smile grace his lips.
I turn my head away, crossing my arms over my desk. He has something to do with my dad’s kidnapping.
I avoided my mom this morning again, mostly because I didn’t want her to worry but also because I was still upset with her. That means I couldn’t consult her on how to act around Lonan. The girl I saw looked just like him, but with softer features.
“So, I know we had a new student about a week ago, but here’s another one! And she so happens to be the twin sister of our Lonan. Her name is Leilah,” Mr. Miles introduces, clapping his hands.
That brings my head back to the front. I inhale sharply take a sharp inhale of air when I spot who’s in front: the girl from my dream.
She was already staring at me, one eyebrow raised and her mouth shrouded in a smirk. Fear dominates my senses, but I keep it in check, choosing to rely on my anger for a response.
I look back at her, my eyes filling with hate. She has my dad, and I’m going to do something about it.
I look down to where Lonan’s sitting, finding him staring at his sister, his mouth raised in a sneer.
Well, that isn’t what I expected. Aren’t they siblings?
I shake my head at myself. No, he still can’t be trusted.
Leilah turns her head away from me to meet Lonan’s gaze, winking at him. She whispers, “Hello, brother.”
Only Lonan and I hear and he stiffens.
After class is over, I practically run out, getting to my car in the parking lot in just a matter of seconds. I pull out my phone, sending a quick message to Jasmine asking about her whereabouts.
“Selena!” Lonan calls from behind me, but I ignore him.
I open my BMW’s door, slipping in and shutting it. I toss my phone onto the tray in between the passenger seat and the drivers.
“What’s wrong?” he shouts, arriving in front of my window.
I glare at him. “Your sister is evil. I thought you were different, Lonan. But it seems I was mistaken.”
I turn on the car, switching the lever to reverse and backing out of the parking space.
Lonan speed-walks to catch up. “Hold on, please! Let me explain!”
“There’s nothing to explain. You’re working with your sister on something against the Moonwalkers, aren’t you?”
He gulps, rubbing the back of his neck.
“Yeah, that’s what I thought,” I respond, putting the car into drive and leaving Lonan standing in the parking lot, a sadness pooling in his eyes and a slouch in his back.