#Chapter 82: Taken

Celeste I was ready to go home. Today had been a long day and I honestly didn't want to be at school anymore. All I wanted was to get into my comfortable pajamas and watch cheese romantic comedies. I checked the time on my phone. Jack was late again. And I was, once again, a sitting duck. I glanced around nervously as the world became darker and darker. I could have called Matt, but by the time he got here, I could have already walked home. I would just have to be extra, extra careful. I could do that. All it would take is to keep away from alley entrances. I'd pull my hoodie over my hair. I'd even brought a scarf today in case this happened to cover my face. I would look like any other student walking home. I pulled up the hood, stuffing my hair inside it before wrapping the scarf around my neck. It wasn't quite cold enough to merit all of these layers, but I'd rather melt than get kidnapped. I could always cool down later. I couldn't magically c