became one person larger. It was time for reunion hugs. Old Lady Wheeler almost hit the ceiling when Rose planted a kiss on my cheek. I thanked God and whatever plan of fate that had sent her to my high school. Although I had mixed feeling about Sarah being in the same class, at least for the time being, she didn’t know Rose and Jimmy were a thing—not yet.
I sat in my assigned seat and opened my Spanish book while Ms. Wheeler started teaching.
“Hola, are you ready?” It was Mr. Dark. I hadn’t heard from him since the fateful day in the cemetery.
“I can’t talk now,” I silently replied. “I’m in class.”
“You don’t have to say anything, just listen. They’re here.”
My eyes flew wide open. I knew exactly what Mr. Dark meant. Demons were at WT High.
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