XXVII. A Message From Beyond the Grave

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CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN

HERE COMES THE SUN — THE BEATLES Little darling, the smiles returning to the facesLittle darling, it feels like years since it's been here

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HERE COMES THE SUN — THE BEATLES
Little darling, the smiles returning to the faces
Little darling, it feels like years since it's been here



UNLIKE HER FRIENDS, Stella had always loved the first day of school. After the long break that the summer provided, she often found herself mentally under-stimulated. Her thirst for knowledge was adequately quenched as teachers went through the syllabus and discussed the summer readings she had finished back in July, and she loved catching up with the friends she hadn't seen over the break.

She should've been excited for this year. After everything that had happened, her mother thought it would be best to transfer her from Kildare Preparatory Academy to the public school the boys attended.

(Emma knew that her grades were high enough to get into any college she pleased without the help of private school recommendation letters and that the young girl would need her friends if she was going to face the rumours surrounding John B being a killer.)

She should've been excited by the fact that Kie had also convinced her parents to let her transfer or that she'd be with her friends, but as the curly-haired Pogue pulled into the student parking lot, all Stella could feel was dread.

"If I black out, just don't remind me," JJ said, pushing the door of Kie's SUV open. He waited for Stella to get out before shutting it.

Kie shook her head and looped her arm with the golden girl's. "That's not funny."

When they looked up, they saw that everyone in the front yard of the school was staring at them, watching them with curious eyes and whispering under their breaths.

"It's them."

"I wasn't sure they'd show up."

Stella's hand found the other and she twirled the ring on her finger, her eyes nervously flickering from group to group before she clenched her jaw.

"Heard they got arrested."

"That wouldn't surprise me."

She could feel everyone's stare burning into her skin. They treated her like some lowly specimen under the microscope of scrutiny and she despised the way it made the hairs on the back of her neck stand.

"Think they have something to do with it?"

"They had to."

Beside her, Kie spoke up. "I feel like people are staring at us," she deadpanned, looking around at the small field.

"Yeah, no shit," Stella muttered. She let out a small huff and turned on her heel to face the groups of people that shamelessly gawked at them. "If you guys wanted an interview, all you had to do was ask," she said loudly, causing people to look away from the embarrassment of being caught. "Maybe take a picture? It'll last longer!"

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