desertion left me with no choice but to head into my Trig class too early.
Nobody blazed a trail to be the first one sitting around and waiting on the
teacher. Because of Kyle’s hormones, I faced looking super un-cool and nerdy.
When you put those words together, you never came away looking sexy.
into the room, I immediately noticed that I was right. I headed straight for
the back row, turned around, and almost wet my pants.
new girl was sitting in a desk at the front of the room. She wore that same
faraway look they always have, these Walkers do. I gave them that nickname
because sometimes a ghostly film trailed behind them. It always reminded me of
angel wings. Otherwise, I guess they might be considered plain old ghosts. To
label them as spirits kind of took away from their magic. The mystery people
were always super gorgeous, like this chick: slick, dark hair that stopped just
below her shoulders, a long oval-shaped face, and nice skin. And they always
wore something dark: black jackets, jeans, and a tee shirt.
admit this girl made my skin crawl sounded sissy and weak. This wasn’t the time
to be a wuss. Manning up, I squared my shoulders before I sat down. The little
kid in me wanted to run away like a baby. But then she laughed. It was a
high-pitched giggle, a normal girl’s chuckle. It surprised me. That wasn’t
right. I couldn’t ever remember the Walkers laughing before.
ahead and run. I’ll just simply find you like I always do,” she said, her face
still turned toward the teacher’s wipe board.
voice was smooth like a forgotten song, a hypnotic one. I could listen to it
all day long. But even a super sexy voice didn’t change the fact that she
pretty much read my mind.
you decided whether you’ll run or not yet? I have an awful lot of things to
take care of.” She turned her head the slightest bit to the side.
underarms prickled. I was glad that Mom forced me to start using the clinical
strength deodorant this morning; to say I was nervous wasn’t even close to how
you an angel?” I asked, my voice squeaking on the last word. What a dork. She
didn’t frighten me too badly, but I wasn’t exactly ready to get her phone
number either. As a little kid, I remember talking to a few of the Walkers. As
soon as I hit my thirteenth birthday the ability to communicate with them
disappeared. This was the first time I’d spoken to one in years.
hate to tell you this, but I’m not a ghost an angel or a zombie. Sorry.” She
turned around to face me, an amused expression on her ridiculously gorgeous
face. I inhaled sharply and held my breath. The word beautiful didn’t do this
Walker-girl any type of justice. Her strange, dark eyes with the specks of blue
and green inside the irises pierced into me.
swallowed hard and found my voice. “So then, what are you? You’re not the only
one I’ve seen or talked to. And why do I have the honor of being the stalked
made a light laugh and tilted her head. Her slick black hair flowed around her
face as if it were made of silky thread.
have come before me?” She seemed to have said it to herself rather than asking
me. One thing I did know for certain. I was probably going to be committed to
the loony ward after all of this. “I’m going to need your help soon, Caleb. So
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shade of blue or green. I know. That’s kind of strange for a girl, right?
That’s why I love this aquamarine necklace so much. **you can win one just like Gia’s in the contest that’s going on during
this blog tour**
What type of
vehicle do you drive?
don’t have a car. I’d like one though. But that would mean taking lessons. I
don’t think my feet are coordinated enough to do that just yet. **I want to ask what she means, but decide
before he speaks** Oh, I don’t like talking about myself. It’s, well, just a
little bit conceited. I’m 5’5” tall. I have dark, shoulder-length hair and I
wear my favorite leather jacket every day.
How would your
mate describe you?
me a dreamy smile** Maybe he can tell you later on when you talk to him.
What really moves
you, or touches you to the soul?
to the ocean’s waves crashing on the shores at night. And yes, there’s a reason
that particular sound affects me so much. But you’ll have to check out my story
to find out why that happens.
What's the one
thing you have always wanted to do but couldn't? What would happen if you did
one thing I’ve always wanted to do. But here’s the catch, I am doing it. And
now that I am everything has fallen apart. **blinks back tears, and lowers her
He has a great personality. Goals are actually somewhere in his future plans.
And oh yeah, he’s ridiculously sexy.
What are you most
the person I just described in the last question.
What's the most
important thing in your life?
What do you
consider your special talent?
so many. And if I tell you what any one of those might be, then I’d have to
kill you. **grins at me as my eyes widen** Okay, I’m just kidding. I believe in
world peace, and not violence.
How did you meet
I can’t tell you that. It’s our secret. But I can tell you that I knew he was
going to be an important part of my life as soon as I saw him. My heart still
flutters each time I think of him.
Was it love at
first sight or did it develop slowly?
love at first sight.
What did you
like/dislike about him/her when you first met?
him something, and he said it was stupid. Let’s just say that didn’t sit well
with me for a long moment. But then he glanced at me with those baby
blue-grays. Okay, I’m a wus. I didn’t stay mad long after that. **she giggles**
If you were
granted three wishes, what would you ask for?
Peace, love, and happiness, my
man. What else am I supposed to say?
Thanks so much
for stopping by today Gia. You seem like a really fun person.
KaSonndra Leigh was born in Charlotte, North Carolina. She now lives
in the City of Alchemy and Medicine, North Carolina. She likes to
write about people doing fantastical things in magical worlds. Her two
sons have made her promise to write a boy book next.
She holds the MFA in creative writing, and loves to play CLUE,
Monopoly (the Indiana Jones version), and Pandora's Box (good writer's
block therapy). She lives in an L-shaped house with a garden dedicated
to her grandmother. It has a secret library complete with fairies,
Venetian plastered walls, and a desk made out of clear blue glass.