Krysta's Curse Read Free

I saw a
ghost in Sophie’s house, no one believed me except Sophie and AJ.
They knew I was telling the truth. Maybe because they also had
freakish gifts. Sometimes, people’s thoughts just popped into
Sophie’s head. And whenever AJ had a dream, it always came
true.
    “Let me guess,” AJ laughed, narrowing her
crystal blue eyes, “they’re going to crash with you for a while
until they find a new cemetery?”
    Well, at least someone thought this was
funny. AJ acted the tough jock, but I knew her wise cracks were
just a way to avoid dealing with real feelings.
    “No.” I shook my head. “They’re still at
that cemetery. The mall developers just moved the tombstones and
left the bodies.”
    “Gross. I’m not eating at that food-court.” Sophie stuck
out her tongue.
    I wondered if she knew she had just shown
the world her French fry residue.
    “What?” AJ jabbed Sophie in the shoulder.
“Are you afraid you’ll find an old finger in your French
fries?”
    “Hey, Krysta.”
    My drink froze midway to my mouth at the
sound of that familiar voice. The commanding way he said my name
was almost like he was making me take notice, but I didn’t need any
prodding to notice Bryon Thomas. The boy was gorgeous. He had short
blond hair, spiked with the perfect amount of gel. And those clear
blue eyes. I just wanted to die every time I looked at him. And he
was my new lab partner!
    “Hey, Bryon.” I casually turned in his
direction. He was standing just a few feet behind me munching on a
cookie while he selected a coke out of the vending machine.
    “How do you know Bryon?” Sophie leaned over
and whispered behind a frozen smile.
    I shifted in my seat, trying not to act too
excited. “He’s my new lab partner.”
    AJ wagged her eyebrows. “He’s a hottie.”
    “We know what kind of chemistry you’ll be
working on.” Sophie snickered.
    Hoping Bryon couldn’t hear my shameless
friends, I knew I must have been turning ten shades of red. Just as
I was giving them the “shut up or die” stare, I felt his familiar
heat behind me. I turned back around. His gorgeous tanned arms were
folded across his chest while he clutched an unopened soda.
    “Tonight at seven, right?”
    Feeling quite awkward that my face was level
with his belt buckle, I craned my neck to look up at him.
    A few cookie crumbs were pasted to the right
side of his mouth. It took all my willpower not to reach up and
wipe them off. I had imagined myself caressing his lips for way too
long and I’d make a complete fool of myself if I stared much
longer.
    “Yeah, about tonight.” I shifted again,
trying to shake loose the nerves that shot cold heat through my
veins whenever Bryon was near. “I was wondering if we could study
at your house.”
    “No. My dad’s got some clients coming over
and wants me out of his hair.”
    “I understand.” Biting my bottom lip, I had
to come up with a plan. What if they showed up when we were studying?
“Maybe we could go to a café or something.”
    Bryon sat next to me and I nearly jumped out
of my skin. Unfortunately, only my hair was doing the jumping. That
invisible light socket attached to my head zapped a piece of frizz
out of place and I tucked it behind my headband with shaky
fingers.
    “Those places are always too noisy. What’s
wrong with your house?” Bryon popped the lid on his drink and took
a swallow, but not before shooting me a heated glance with his icy
eyes.
    He was so close to me, I could almost inhale
the fizz from his soda. He smelled so sweet, kind of like a fresh
batch of cookies. The warmth radiating from his body turned my
brain to mush. Every nerve ending in my body was doing back flips
and my tongue felt like a dead-weight in my mouth.
    “Nothing, it’s just…”
    “Great, I’ll see you tonight.” Bryon
squeezed my arm before getting up and walking away.
    Looking at the fading imprint of Bryon’s
fingers on my skin, I felt as if I was melting.
    I mean, yeah, expecting a hottie