Ditto Ditto

“What’s wrong with her?” Jack asks. Yep, I was right. The entire school followed him here.

“I don’t know,” Trent admits, picking me up, “but I don’t think we should do this in the girl’s bathroom. C’mon, let’s go outside. Some sunshine will cheer you up, right?” he asks me. I would reply, but I’m too busy trying to sniffle up my snot. Yes, it’s that gross. And I’m showing it to my seriously good looking, perfect boyfriend.

I will never live this down.

Trent sits down on the steps, cuddling me. “Is this about Skystep?” he asks quietly. I jerk, so shocked that the tears stop. I stare at him for a long moment before looking down. I can’t come up with anything. “Ditto disappeared in the middle of Rocco’s story, so we were pretty sure something was going on - then we heard you yelling,” he says. “You’ve been looking pale since someone said Skystep’s name, don’t lie.”

“Ye--yeah,” I say, still looking at my lap.

“What happened with Skystep, Em?” he asks, patting my hair.

“She... she killed my parents.”