these past two chapters have been written by my co-authors. Even though I publish the chapter. Give them credit.
~Doctor Who 23
I was shocked at the negativity in his voice. Honestly, I would expect this kind of special concern from.......well, no one. I wasn't his responsibility. He was acting as if I was a child doing something terribly wrong, when really, being friends with someone wasn't that bad. Was it?
I didn't cry though. I didn't punch my pillow and show weakness. Because I didn't cry, and I wasn't about to start now. So what if he thinks I'm doing something wrong. He's not my father, not my brother, not my godfather. Just a friend, a friend who I had a fight with. But, hey, friends fight all the time
But you've never fought or argued with Bryce, ever. Gosh, my head was filled with crazy voices. But, it was kind of right. He and I had never fought. Why?
Because we argue. Yes, that was logical. We tease each other and barely talk without a snide comment. It obviously substituted for the fighting.
Either way, Neville shouldn't have cared. So he's my friend. That doesn't give him the right to tell me not to hang out with other people. If it was Malfoy, I'd understand. But Alex was a different story. He loved doing dangerous things, and I loved helping him. Only recently, I'd helped him drug Snape, the least favorite teacher........
Stop it, Ray, I thought. Forget about it. No one knows you helped him, and it's better if that stays hidden. Stay in the shadows, nice and neat.
And that was when I felt a weird connection, a small tug at the back of my mind. Sage, she knew. She knew I wasn't in a happy mood, and she wanted to talk to me.
But where? I thought. I got an image, even though my eyes were open. The edge of the Forbidden Forest.
I'll get caught, I thought.
Not if your with me, the voice replied.
And so I set off.