Glimpse

Life is normal for 16 year old Lissa Bennett, until the day she starts seeing the future. When images of events that have not yet occurred begin to appear to Lissa for no apparent reason, she and her best friends try to piece together what’s happening and what it means.

When her visions seem to revolve around Daniel, the local ‘loner’ whose brother has gone missing, should Lissa risk everything to help, or leave well enough alone?

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2. Chapter 2

I was going to kill Jade for eating the last of the ice cream. I needed something sweet and full of sugar to help me recover from that awful film.

“We’re going to have to settle for chocolate cookies I’m afraid!” I shouted up to Charlotte, who had stayed upstairs in order to check Facebook on my laptop.

I walked over to the cupboard and grabbed a packet of the cookies. I was about to make my way back upstairs when everything seemed to suddenly look brighter. I stood still and realised I felt light headed, like I’d gotten out of bed too quickly. Then, a sharp pain shot through my head. The edges of my vision became blurry and I was just about to shout for Charlotte when I saw a grainy image of her in my mind. She was standing behind my bedroom door with a sly grin on her face. She was planning on jumping out on me once I walked in the room. As quick as I saw it, the image was gone, along with the light headedness and pain.

I panicked. What the hell was that all about? I thought to myself as I slowly made my way up the stairs. I ran my hand over my forehead. I didn’t feel hot or anything. Maybe it was a migraine? As I approached my room I slowed down and tiptoed towards my partly opened door. I knew it was crazy but I was curious. Once I had made it without making a sound, I poked my head round the door and instantly felt freaked out by the sight of Charlotte. There she was standing there with a sly grin on her face, exactly as I’d seen her in my mind downstairs. Her face instantly turned to disappointment as she saw me.

“Oh! I was going to scare you!” she pouted as she walked out from behind the door. “How did you know I was there? Am I really that predictable these days?” she said, giggling. “You know me too well, Lissa Bennett!”

I wasn’t really paying attention to one word she was saying. I just shoved the cookies into her hands and sat on the bed, trying to get my head around the weird image I had just seen.

“Lissa? You okay?” Charlotte sat down next to me.

“I knew exactly what you were going to do Char,” I told her. She looked at me funnily.

“Well it’s not really one of my most original pranks,” she said, assuming that I’d just guessed that she was going to jump out at me from behind my bedroom door.

“No, I mean I really knew,” I tried to explain. “I saw it. In my head. I knew exactly what you were going to look like hiding behind that door.”

“You mean you had, like, a vision or something?” Her eyes widened as she spoke. “You know some people are totally psychic and can tell the future and stuff!”

“Char, I’m not a psychic,” I rolled my eyes. “It was probably just one of those freaky occurrences like De Ja Vu,” I said, coming to my senses and realising the logical explanation.

“Yeah, but De Ja Vu is when you feel like you’ve done something or have been in that situation before,” Charlotte went on, determined to dramatize the whole situation. “You saw what I was planning to do before you walked up the stairs. Clearly meaning, you saw the future.” She was nodding wisely, like friends predicting the future was something she dealt with on a regular basis.

“Char? You watch way too much TV. I’m probably stressed out from having a drama queen for a best friend.” I let out a yawn. “Or I’m just tired.” I walked over to the window and stared out onto the back garden of the house next door. “I haven’t been getting as much sleep as I’d like since I keep getting late night texts from Jade, asking me to let her in through the back door.”

“Hmmm… I’m sticking to the psychic story, it’s more exciting.”

“Whatever you say.” I settled back down onto my bed without giving another thought to the matter.

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I will not be sad to see the back of Hayfield High School next year. We only came back a week ago but I already hated the sight of the place. I breathed in the familiar scent of oil paints as I walked into Mr Weldman’s room and took my seat at the back table that I had decided was mine from the moment I stepped into the classroom four years ago. Mr Weldman walked in and set his old age laptop down onto his desk. He was the one thing I was going miss about the place. He smiled at the few of us who are here ten minutes early.

“I can always count on you four to be here before I am!” he said with pride.

Bless him. He actually thought that we are here early all the time because we were punctual people. I happen to know that four of us get the same bus into school. The bus with the manic driver, who we’ve come to the conclusion, drives faster because he wants to leave us behind as quickly as possible.

Hayley bounced through the door, eyes shining as brightly as her new shoes.

“Hey Lissa!” She forced her way through the stream of students starting to make their way into the room. “Is Charlotte here yet?” she asked.

Hayley was an excitable person. She joined our school last year, moving from a private, all-girls school. It took her a while to adjust to the loud and boisterous males of Hayfield but at least she had the common sense to come and sit with me and Charlotte. We did warn her on that first day that by placing her tray next to ours at lunch was social suicide but she couldn’t have cared less. Hayley was sweet and highly obsessed with cleanliness. You could bet your life that she’d have a hand sanitizer in her handbag at all times. People thought she was a bit loopy. She fitted in with me and Charlotte perfectly.

“Could your shoes be any more polished?” I raised my eyebrows at her. “I could use them as a mirror.”

“Nice to see you too,” Hayley perched herself on the edge of my desk. “I see dumb, dumber and dumbest aren’t here yet, thank God.”

Right on cue, in walked Stacey with her two minions. Immediately, her fan club were at her feet:

“Oh my god Stacey, have you had your hair done?”

“Wow Stacey, fab outfit!”

“I saw your new pictures on Facebook, you look amazing!”

Oh how I love to hear the constant compliments from her many admirers on a Monday morning.

I spotted Charlotte walk into the class. Stacey blocked her way. “Wow Charlotte, nice jacket. Was it made from your grandmothers curtains?” A snigger went around the room. I was just about to stand up ready to defend the vintage jacket I helped pick out, when Adam walked in.

“Wow Stacey, nice hair colour. Pity its fake,” he said to her before he grabbed Charlotte’s arm and walked her to our table. Stacey opened her mouth for a comeback but Mr Weldman told everyone to hush and sit down.

“Quiet now please!” Mr Weldman yelled over the noise of the class. “Now, I have a few notices to tell you this morning. Miss Wilson is currently recruiting new members for her drama club. If any of you are interested…” His voice droned on and I began ignoring everything he was saying.

I noticed Charlotte sliding a note across the desk, so I reached for it.

“R U still seeing the future?”

I rolled my eyes at her and put the note in my pocket. I knew she was never going to let that one moment of madness from Friday night go.

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“Who do you think will sit at our table once we’ve left next year?” Adam asked the three of us. It was lunch and we were at our usual spot on the table in the corner of the cafeteria.

Adam was the last person to join us at the table last year. Up until then, he had just been a simple loner who drifted around the school by himself. He sat near us in the cafeteria and I often saw him watching our conversations at lunch. It was only when he came to throw something in the bin near our table and heard me, Charlotte and Hayley having a heated debate about whether aliens exist that he sat down and offered his opinions. It turned out he was a bit of a science geek, but geeks were welcomed with open arms at our table.

“Probably a new bunch of outcasts looking for a place they can call their own,” I said as I stared at Hayley’s lunch plate. “Hayley, seriously, what are you eating?”

“It’s healthy,” she said defensively.

“It looks like vomit,” I replied.

“Just because you’re quite happy to shovel anything and everything into your face, doesn’t mean the rest of us do. Honestly, you’re as bad as Adam.” Hayley glared at the slice of pizza Adam was currently holding. I looked back at her ‘healthy’ vomit dish. I wouldn’t think twice about choosing the pizza.

“Why does he always look so gloomy?” Charlotte was staring over my head at someone. I turned to see Daniel Evans coming towards our table with some trash. Things like that happen when you sit on a table right next to the bin. Within seconds Daniel’s dark, looming shadow came across our table as he approached the bin. Charlotte was right, he did look gloomy. And quite intimidating. And also quite cute, if you liked that sort of thing.

I realised then that I’d been staring at him whilst thinking this. He looked back at me with curiosity. I realised I probably looked like a fool and turned back to my lunch. He tossed his empty can into the trash and smirked at us all. I felt bad. He must have known that we were talking about him since the conversation had come to a complete stand still when he approached. He walked off just looking amused.

“He’s strange isn’t he?” Charlotte said the minute he was out of ear shot.

“Why? Because he doesn’t act like most people?” Adam asked.

“Because he doesn’t talk to anyone.” Charlotte watched him walk out of the cafeteria.

“Are you forgetting that I didn’t talk to anyone until I started to talk to you guys?” Adam looked at us all.

“Exactly,” I said to Adam. “You turned out to be awesome. You never know, Daniel might be a secret sweetheart.”

Hayley looked at me like I was insane.“He has a tattoo, Lissa,” she said.

“That doesn’t mean he’s a criminal or a psychotic murderer.”

“You never know. You heard about that boy that went missing two days ago, didn’t you?” Haley asked. Charlotte and Adam both looked at her.

“Who was it?” Adam asked. “Anyone we know?”

“No, I think he went to the all-boys school across town,” she informed us. “Apparently he fell in with the wrong crowd and got into a bit of trouble. He was seen arguing with some guy who looked older near his school and no one has seen him since.”

“Oh! Was that what Mr Weldman was talking about this morning?” I knew I should’ve listened.

“Yeah, he wants to know if anybody here knew anything about him or the guy he was arguing with. His description reminded me of Daniel.” Hayley glanced at the cafeteria door suspiciously, as though she thought Daniel was going to run back in with a gun.

“You’re being judgemental.” I looked at her disappointedly. “Just because he looks like he’d hang around street corners waiting to abduct someone, it doesn’t mean he actually does.” 

“Like I said,” Hayley stood up to take her lunch tray back. “You never know.” She walked back towards the food court to get a drink.

I thought about it for a moment. Daniel had never done anything out of the ordinary before. Not at school, at least, anyway. He did occasionally look troubled though whenever he walked through the hallways. I’d never really paid attention to him before. I still didn’t think he could be responsible for someone going missing though. He’d been in plenty of situations at school when other guys would be giving him crap and he’d just ignore them and act completely calm. I wouldn’t have.

I looked up and saw Stacey and her fan club walking into the cafeteria. That was our cue to leave. None of us could stand to look at her circus throughout the rest of lunch.

“Come on guys,” Charlotte said whilst shooting daggers at Stacey and Ben. “Let’s move.”

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Adam and Hayley left us to go to Chemistry class whilst Charlotte and I headed to History. I loved History. Charlotte hated it and always got annoyed when I shushed her whispering to actually pay attention.

Charlotte was chatting on about a confrontation she’d had with Adam about Star Wars when I started to feel light headed again. Everything around me tuned out and I had to stop and lean on the corridor wall. I felt the same weird pain in my head that I’d felt on Friday night. Then it happened again. An image. This time, it was Daniel.  He was walking down the corridor and someone shouted something to him. Then he pulled back his fist ready to hit the guy. Before his fist moved, the image was gone and I looked up to see Charlotte.

“Christ Lissa, are you okay?” She looked concerned and slightly freaked out.

“Yeah,” I replied. “Just feeling a little dizzy, that’s all.”

“Do you want to go and see the nurse?” She asked me. I looked down the corridor and saw Daniel approaching. Right opposite me I saw the guy from the image in my head. I knew what was about to happen.

“So Evans, I heard your brother ran off to join your crack head dad?” the guy opposite me shouted.

Then there it was, exactly as I’d seen it. Daniel’s arm went back as he balled his hand into a fist. The first blow came as a surprise to the guy, but he soon recovered and hit back. Mayhem broke loose in the hallway and people gathered round to watch as Daniel pulled back the guys arm and pushed him face first against the wall. He whispered something into his ear, which must have been a threat because the minute he let him go, the guy turned to the others he was with and began walking off.

The minute they were out of sight everyone carried on walking to class, glancing back at Daniel every now and then.

“Daniel, what did you do to your face?” Mr Weldman walked up the corridor and noticed the blood on Daniels cheek.

“I… Ummm… fell?” Mr Weldman clearly didn’t believe a word of it but if there was ever a teacher to actually stick by Daniel, then it was him.

“Very well then, go and see the nurse and get cleaned up. What are you two doing here?” Mr Weldman turned his attention to Charlotte and I. “Don’t you have a class to be in?”

“Lissa doesn’t feel too good sir. She had a dizzy spell.” Charlotte put her hand on my shoulder.

“Alright, you better go off to the nurse too, then.” I turned to walk and Charlotte went to follow me.

“Not you Miss Hann,” Mr Weldman called after us. “You are perfectly capable of going to class.”

“But…” Charlotte went to argue back but thought better of it when she saw the look on Mr Weldman’s face.

“Mr Evans can accompany her there,” he said looking at us all.

Great. Just what I needed. Charlotte gave me an apologetic look before walking off.

“Off you go then.” Mr Weldman looked at us both.

I glanced at Daniel and then turned to walk. After a couple of steps I heard him sigh irritably and then he fell in step beside me. The nurse’s office was on the other side of the school grounds and I knew I had an awkward few minutes of silence ahead of me.

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“Take a seat over there and I’ll let the nurse know that you are waiting.” The secretary pointed towards some chairs lined up along the peach coloured wall. I sat down on the first one and Daniel sat one chair away, draping his arm over the chair in the middle. I saw him lift his other hand to his cheek which now looked a bit swollen. He winced slightly.

“You know,” I turned to face him, “you probably shouldn’t have reacted. You’ve been at this school long enough to know that guys like him only say things like that to get a reaction from people.” Daniel looked quite shocked that I was even talking to him at first. Then his expression turned irritated.

“What I do is none of your concern.”

“Wow,” I said. “A simple I’ll take that into consideration next time’ wouldn’t have been difficult.”

He dropped his other arm back down to his side and sat with a scowl. Clearly he wasn’t in the mood for small talk. Unfortunately for him, I’ve never been the quite type.

“If it makes you feel better,” I carried on, “he looked totally shocked when you went in for the punch.”

He just looked at me as if I was insane. I had the feeling that my conversation starter was getting nowhere. Luckily the nurse came out of her office.

“Alright, who’s first?” She looked at us both.

“Me.” Daniel practically ran into her office. Was I really that annoying?

When he came out ten minutes later he had a bandage wrapped around his hand. I waved at him cheerily and he shot me an evil glare. So touchy.

“You can come in now, Lissa,” the nurse’s voice called out. I walked into the nurse’s office and took a seat.

“So,” she adjusted her glasses before looking up at me. “What can I help you with?” I opened my mouth then closed it again when I realised I didn’t have a clue what to say. I couldn’t just come out with ‘Well, I’m having visions of the future!’ I didn’t quite fancy being sectioned.

“I… had a migraine.”

“Do you get migraines often?” the nurse asked me. I spent the next five minutes convincing her that I frequently suffered from migraines and told her I was fine to go back to class now as it was almost gone. She looked satisfied and sent me off with a bottle of water. 

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I arrived at my English Language class late and took my usual seat next to Charlotte.

“Are you feeling any better now?” Charlotte whispered to me.

“Yeah I’m fine,” I replied, “I just a migraine.” Gosh, I was getting good at this fake migraine stuff.

Charlotte narrowed her eyes. “You’re lying to me.”

Damn. Why did she have to know me so well?

“I’ll tell you after school,” I whispered back to her.

The last two lessons seemed to drag on forever. Charlotte and I shared last period so the minute the bell went we both jumped out of our seats and were out of the room faster than lightning. We didn’t get very far before Hayley found us. 

“Guys,” she rushed up to us in the corridor. “Did you hear about Daniel Evans and Steven Waters? It’s been going around the school that they had a fight!”

“We were there,” I told her. Her eyes widened.

“So it’s true then? Gosh, I feel terrible for what I said about Daniel at lunch now.”

I looked at her, confused. “What do you mean?”

“When I said he could’ve been involved in that boy going missing?” I continued to look confused. “Jeez, I thought you guys were there? Didn’t you hear what they were fighting about?”

“Yeah,” Charlotte said. “That guy said something about Daniel’s brother.”

“Exactly,” Hayley said as she waited for the penny to drop. “The boy that’s gone missing is Daniel’s brother.”

 

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