Chameleon (Supernaturals) by Kelly Oram Read Free Book Online

looked at me with a pained expression that was gone so fast I may have imagined it. “Why would I mind?” he asked. “Wearing it was kind of the point of giving it to you. I hope you’ll wear it all the time so that you don’t forget me when you run off with Conor and start having his babies.”
    “Russ! Shut UP!”
    Behind us, Conor cleared his throat.
    “You’re back!” I said. I prayed he hadn’t heard Russ’s comment.
    Russ stood and held out the chair for Conor. “Here you go, man. I was just keeping it warm for you.”
    “Don’t worry about it. I think I’ve had enough sitting.” Conor eyed the chair with confusion, and held out a hand to me. “I came to dance with the prettiest girl in school.”
    “Well, then.” I smiled, grateful to have an excuse to leave Russ. “I won’t make you wait any longer.”
    I didn’t look back as Conor led me to the dance floor.
    “You okay?” Conor asked.
    “Huh?”
    “You look shaken up. Are you all right?”
    “Yeah, I’m fine. It’s just, things are a little weird with Russ right now.”
    Conor’s face fell in disappointment and he asked, “Is that why you came with me tonight?”
    It totally was, but I denied it. “No. You asked me out and I thought it’d be fun to come. Things between Russ and me were weird before that. I didn’t think he’d show tonight. I’m sorry you’re caught in the middle of it.”
    “Do you want to talk about it?” Conor asked. The question surprised me and Conor blushed. “I know you don’t really have any other friends besides Russ,” he explained. “If you need someone to talk to, I don’t mind.”
    “Thanks but the last thing I want to do right now is talk about it. What I could really use is a distraction. A stress free night where I can just have fun.”
    “I’ll see what I can do,” Conor promised.
    “Thanks.”
    Conor and I walked over to a less crowded corner of the gym where they had brought in an inflatable pool and filled it with live goldfish. We stared at the fish for a minute and then Conor laughed. “Distracting enough for you?”
    “Seriously.” I nodded. “What were they thinking?”
    “Is it any worse than what they did at the Valentines dance last year with all those little naked cupid dolls?”
    “I don’t know. This is the first dance I’ve been to.”
    “Really?” Conor pulled me into his arms and we began to sway with the music.
    “Actually, this is my first real date,” I admitted before I could stop myself. I looked down at our feet when I felt my face turn red. “Other than hanging out with Russ of course, which doesn’t really count.”
    “Why not?”
    I shrugged my shoulders and still couldn’t look at anything besides our shoes. “My mom always says if he doesn’t hold your hand or kiss you good night, it’s not a real date.”
    “So if this is a real date, does that mean you’re giving me permission to kiss you tonight?”
    We stopped dancing and I looked up to meet Conor’s gaze. He was grinning and I managed a nervous smile in return. Slowly, he lowered his face to mine and I got that feeling again. The electricity was back in the air, the tingly sensation pricking at my skin. Somehow I just knew something bad was about to happen. I stepped out of Conor’s arms. “Do you feel that?”
    Conor took a step backward, worried that maybe he’d been too forward since I’d interrupted his attempted kiss. That’s when I noticed that his shoes were tied together. I tried to warn him, but it was already too late. He was stumbling backward and heading straight for the goldfish pond.
    I panicked. I couldn’t stand to see him fall into the pool. Not after he’d already taken one embarrassing spill. I threw my hand out to him and yelled the first thing that came to my mind.
    “STOP!”
    I felt a wall of energy leave me, and then I collapsed to the floor, exhausted.
    When I looked up, I screamed. The world around me had stopped. Everyone at the dance stood frozen