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Caught Clueless Chapter Twenty-SixCaught Clueless Chapter Twenty-Six by violetfireflies
Neither Chase nor I realized how late it had gotten as we stood on the doorstep of the Hamilton household. He pounded on the door with the fist that was previously occupied with destroying an orange candy. He was mad. And I knew it was because I had kissed Luke.
Chase sighed at the lack of response from inside the house.
“Um, hey,” I said tentatively. “Maybe he’s not home.”
His reply was to knock again.
“It’s Sunday. What if he’s sleeping?”
Again, his knuckles collided with the wood. And again. Again, again, again—
“I’m sorry!” Without thinking, I grabbed his arm and then quickly let go in embarrassment. “I didn’t know it would make you mad.”
“I’m not.” Chase lowered his hand and looked at it. “You’re wishy-washy, you know. No one understands your mixed signals. One minute it
Caught Clueless Chapter Twenty-FiveCaught Clueless Chapter Twenty-Five by violetfireflies
I woke up shaking. Through bleary eyes I could see nothing, not even a sliver of light shining through the window. The sheets around my legs were cold. As I untangled myself and sat up, I tried to remember what I had been dreaming about. I wanted to call Gill and ask him if he was okay. I had to know what happened yesterday.
The doctor had told me it was best if I went home and checked back tomorrow, since Gill had to stay at the clinic for a few hours. And I did go home. But later in the evening I visited his house, only to enter his room and find him asleep, slouched over in bed with a mess of papers across his lap. Hamilton told me everything was fine, but he seemed just as worried as me, if not more.
It was morning, at least, so I pulled myself out of bed and started making coffee, even though I didn’t like it. While I stood by the pot, I remembered something I should not have forgotten in the first place. Kathy was
Caught Clueless Chapter Twenty-FourCaught Clueless Chapter Twenty-Four by violetfireflies
It was a few minutes past midnight when incessant, stern knocking woke me from sleep. Immediately I panicked because I couldn’t remember where I was. Everything around me was dark and the cool air chilled my skin. Moonlight streamed in through the windows in the places where my makeshift curtains failed to cover. Groaning, I rolled out of bed. At first I was annoyed—who on earth would visit at midnight? Who...? I began to think. There were no good explanations for this. Maybe something had happened with Amelia.
Right before I opened my front door, a final thought struck into my mind like a sharp, piercing arrow. What if something had happened to someone? My heart raced as I opened the door.
Luna was huddled against the doorpost, sniffling, with a hand poised to knock again. “Angela, I need to talk to you.”
She pushed past me and found a seat on the sofa before I could even comprehend
Caught Clueless Chapter TwoCaught Clueless Chapter Two by violetfireflies
Thanks to my avid sweeping efforts, there was a large accumulation of dirt in the middle of the floor. I heaved a sigh and leaned against the broom. My house was slowly beginning to look clean. A few knocks on the door interrupted me from my spring cleaning endeavors and sent a startled thought through my mind. I assumed the only person who would visit at six in the morning was a police officer. That was soon discredited as I remembered that Castanet was lacking in law enforcement. That notion was rather chilling in itself, but I was sure that whoever it was had not come for a good reason.
Cautiously, I crept over to the window and peeked out. There stood Mayor Hamilton, and he was still wearing the same grin from yesterday. It appeared as though his features were permanently stapled into that expression. Didn't that hurt after a while?
"Just a second!" I called. In retrospect, barricading the door with various household objects wasn't the brightest idea. I summoned whatever little mus
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