traveling on highway 101 Wednesday evening. The driver had slammed on her brakes to avoid hitting another car in front of her when the wind flipped her car over. Several other cars crashed trying to avoid hitting her. It’s the worse pileup reported in Brookings with over thirty cars involved and fifteen minor injuries.”
Lexi chewed on her lower lip. Nothing in the story suggested that anything out of the ordinary had caused the accident, unless a gust of wind causing a car to flip would be counted as unusual. Nah. She shook her head. Brookings had at least two or three stories about large diesel trucks being flipped over from the high winds.
At least now she didn’t have to worry about anyone figuring out she caused the accident, especially Irene.
She hadn’t told Irene about the accident or her Watcher helping her. If she had, Irene would’ve made her stay at home and stop talking to him. That was the last thing she wanted to do since he could tell her who the people were looking for her and why. And he may also be able to explain why she was changing. But she won’t be able to question him if Dillon continued to hang all over her.
She shoved the newspaper back into his hands. “It doesn’t matter what they think. I know what I did and I say I’m bad luck.”
“I don’t care if you are.” He hugged her again. “I’m not going to stay away from you.”
Damn, there went her excuse to keep him away. She let her arms drop to her side as he gave her a long kiss on the cheek.
“Hey dude.” Neal stood next to Dillon. ”I need your help. I locked my keys in my car and I left my homework inside.”
“You don’t ever do your homework,” Dillon said with a suspicious tone to his voice.
He glanced down the hall and Lexi turned to see what he was looking at or rather who. Tyler stood by a row of lockers with a group of football players. His eyes were locked onto her, watching her every move same as he had done for the past day since the accident.
Actually, now that she thought about it, he’d been watching her ever since she started high school her sophomore year.
“Tell your master, nice try,” Dillon said and turned his back to Neal while facing Lexi.
“What’s that about?” she asked.
“Tyler is up to his usual.” Dillon shot Tyler at dirty look. “He’s doing everything possible to keep me away from you since he knows better not to fight me.”
“So it’s true, Tyler told every boy in school to stay away from me or he’ll beat them up?”
“Yeah, it’s true.” Dillon’s expression took on a graver appearance. “I have to warn you Tyler isn’t what he appears. He’s a spoiled rich kid, who has grown accustomed to getting whatever he wants in life. Frankly, some way or another, he generally does get what he wants no matter what. It’s almost uncanny how he does. However, on a rare occasion he won’t and when that happens, he becomes determined and almost obsessed trying to get it.”
Her eyebrows lifted up. “So, what are you trying to tell me? Is he some kind of obsessed psycho who’ll force me to go out with him?”
“I wouldn’t call him a psycho.” Dillon laughed. “A sneaky, manipulative bastard that will lie, cheat and steal to get what he wants, but not a psycho.”
She couldn’t help wondering if Dillon was trying to make Tyler out to be some sort of jerk so he could have a chance with her, but then threatening every boy in school to stay away from her was a manipulative maneuver or was it?
Tyler had been watching her for the past two years, but never pushing her to go out with him until she transformed. Now he was trying to keep boys away from her. Why? So he could have her to himself or prevent them from discovering what she could do and exposing herself to the others looking for her.
Could Tyler be her Watcher?
But if Tyler was him, he wouldn’t talk to her in public or do anything that would tip off the others he was protecting her? Then again,