Free Watch Me: Teen Paranormal Romance (A Touched Trilogy Book 3) by Angela Fristoe Page B

grabbed the container.
    “What? I wanted chicken. Don’t you always say I need protein?”
    “No, what I always say is you need to dump the junk food. Besides, there’s no chicken.”
    “Are you doing the vegan thing again?”
    “No. I ate all of the chicken already.”
    “Good because that tofu crap is totally gross. I’m pretty sure too much of it will kill me.”
    “Don’t worry, I’d tell you in advance so you can say your final goodbyes.”
    She scrunched her face up and stuck her salad dressing coated finger in her mouth. “So, what are you moping about?”
    That brought Lily and Micah’s eyes over to me, and I realized between the three of them, I wasn’t going to be let off the hook.
    “I tried to do it.”
    “Do what?” Lily asked.
    My eyes flickered over to Micah, and for a moment, I hesitated. My ability was a popular rumor around school, but for everyone other than a handful of people, that’s all it was. Micah knew about our abilities, thanks to Phoebe and her loud mouth, but I still felt weird talking about it in front of someone I hadn’t known that long. But this was Micah and he was it for Lily.
    “I tried changing the future.”
    “Are you serious? I mean, like seriously serious?” Phoebe’s eyes widened. Honestly, I was still surprised myself.
    “Yeah, seriously.”
    “What did you do?” she asked.
    “When I went to Nadine’s place the other night, I had a vision of her knocking a bottle of nail polish over onto the carpet.”
    “So?” Lily brushed a wayward curl from her face. “What happened?”
    It might have been my imagination, but I swear they all leaned in closer, waiting for me to answer.
    “I moved the bottle. I didn’t do that in my vision.”
    “And?”
    “She still managed to knock it over. So, both of you were wrong. The future can’t be changed.”
    Micah rubbed a hand over his head, barely mussing his short hair. “I don’t get it.”
    “What don’t you get?” How much clearer did I have to be? I saw it, I moved it, and it still happened.
    “How did it spill if you closed it?”
    My brows drew down. “I didn’t close it. I just moved it.”
    “Is that a chick thing or something? I mean, if I knew a can of paint or oil was gonna spill on my mom’s carpet I’d put the lid on.”
    What he said made sense. Why hadn’t I put the lid on?
    “I didn’t think about it.”
    “I call crap,” Phoebe said, a smug smile stretching her lips.
    “Don’t you mean liar?” Micah asked.
    “Nope. Crap.” She stuck her finger into my salad for a second taste of dressing and I shoved the container toward her, no longer interested in eating a finger stirred salad. “You might not have consciously thought about it, but I don’t think you really wanted it to work.”
    “How can you say that, Phoebs? You have no idea the types of things I see. I would give my life to change some of those things, but I can’t.” I grabbed the salad from her and snapped the lid on before shoving it in my backpack. I wasn’t going to share if she was going to be a bitch.
    She rolled her eyes. “Chill. I’m just saying that if you were honestly determined to test this theory, you would have planned it out a bit more. Waiting until the last minute and then half-assing it is my style, not yours.”
    “Don’t you have somewhere else to be?” I asked.
    “I don’t know. Do I?” Her snarky tone grated on my nerves.
    “If you’re not leaving, then I am.” I grabbed my bag and stood, throwing a tight smile to Lily and Micah. “See you later.”
    Knowing Nadine would be leading lunch practice for the squad, I headed for the gym. Before I even opened the set of double doors, I could hear Ms. Mendez shouting instructions about form. I snuck in and sank to the ground at the side of the door.
    They were performing the Free Liberty stunt, which should have been easy for them since it was only a beginning to mid-level extended stunt. Vivian did her best to hold her position and gain