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Chapter 8, Part I

On Wednesday morning, Shadee awoke with a start. As she regained her composure from the dreamy state, she realised today was the big day. Today, Brandon would come over to her house and they were going to make a project together. Five o’clock seemed so far away and yet so close!



Having arrived at school, she continued to stare at the back of Brandon’s head, a thing she adored to do. She just didn’t care that probably everyone would guess she is head over heels in love with him.

Old Professor Blackadder began the lesson with his monotonous voice, getting everyone in a weird trance, on the verge of falling asleep.



‘Where is Mr Bronfield?’ he suddenly stopped his rant and furrowed his brow at the last row of the class.

Everybody turned around and just then did they realise Sebastien was missing.



For once, Shadee’s thoughts took another path. She had a bad feeling about this, she even remembered the first days of school. Her own thoughts were coming back in a wave “ Sebastien’s all alone and everyone pretends he doesn’t exist”, “it’s like no one would ever care or even notice if he would suddenly disappear one day”. She made up her mind.

‘Holly, I’m sorry, but I won’t be able to go with you to the gym today.’



‘Huh? And why is that, Shadee? You know I don’t have the guts to go all alone…’ she stopped and watched Shadee pack the books on her desk ‘What – what are you doing? We’ve still got two classes!’

‘I’m skipping school for the rest of the day.’ The girl answered calmly.

‘What?!? You can’t do that! You’ll get yourself into a lot of trouble!’

‘I just want to go to Sebastien’s house and check if he’s okay and all. I asked Miss Dora to give me his address.’

‘What?! Why would you do that? You don’t even know him!’

‘Yeah, I know, I know. It’s just that…’ she finished unpacking and looked Holly in the eyes; she didn’t exactly know what to answer. It was her gut feeling that gave her nudges and pushed her out of the classroom door ‘I’m sorry. I’ll make it up to you, okay?’ she yelled over her shoulder, then walked down the stairs and out into the street.



She didn’t have many problems getting around the town. She stopped for directions now and then, asking different people about the street she was looking for and finally got there.

Her heart began to beat faster as she measured Sebastien’s house from ground to roof. This was most definitely nothing she had expected.