Inside the Fire Book One in the Warden's Series by Heather Glidewell Read Free Book Online

one that my
mother wasn't counting on. When I would pressure her for
information all she would say about Heaven is that one day she
hoped I would see it. Honestly though I questioned my own religious
beliefs I knew I wanted to see it too.
    Once I had inhaled my meal I kissed my
mother on the top of her head, told her I loved her, and headed to
bed. I put on my black yoga pants and a tank top, placed my phone
on the night stand and crawled under the covers. I was just about
to turn towards the wall when my phone vibrated viciously. I rolled
over irritated and grabbed my phone. My heart leaped into my throat
when I read the message.
    Wesley: Sleep well beautiful.
     

Chapter Six
    Chinese Food &
Selfies
     
    My second day at Midvale went pretty much
the same as the first. Everyone ignored me, pretended I wasn’t
there. I was used to this though, so it didn’t bother me too much.
I was standing at my locker after my fourth hour class when Wesley
approached me.
    “What are you doing after school today?” He
asked his eyes were stunning.
    “Nothing much. Figured I would go home watch
some TV maybe do some homework.” I said pulling out my next periods
books and shutting the locker.
    “Want to get something to eat after school?”
He asked me nonchalantly.
    My heart pounded and my head was becoming
hazy. I had nothing else to do so why not spend the afternoon with
him. It wasn’t like this is a date or something. Right?
    “Yeah that sounds cool.” I said as I turned
to walk away. “Meet me outside after last period.”
    “Great.” He said hitting his fist softly
against the locker and turning the opposite direction.
    I wasn’t sure how I would survive those last
few hours before I saw him again. I especially didn’t know what I
would talk about. I didn’t hear much of what the teachers were
saying in class. I caught something about polynomials and human
anatomy. That was about as much as I would get out of my classes
today.
    I was nearly skipping as I left the school
that day. When I reached my car I put my bag in the trunk and
leaned against my vehicle. I had beaten him to the parking lot. I
fixed my shirt about ten times before I saw him walking towards
me.
    “You ready?” He asked as he approached.
    “Yeah.” I tried to sound unfazed by his
presence but I’m pretty sure the silly smile on my face gave me
away.
    “Great! I know this awesome Chinese place on
the square.” He glanced at my car.
    I know it’s not much, but it’s all I have
left of my step-father. Let me reiterate I had issues with the man.
He worked hard to make it up to me and this was supposed to be our
project car. Our own way of getting through the past.
    “You want to drive or do you want me to?” I
asked wondering what vehicle in the parking lot was his.
    “You can today. My car is having some work
done, so I had to walk today.” He grinned.
    I opened the trunk of my car allowing him to
put his bag in next to mine. When I shut the trunk our hands
touched and at that moment the same magnetic impulse surged through
my veins.
    “You are going to have to tell me where to
go. Either that or you can drive.” I never allowed anyone to touch
my car other than me. I was shocked I had even offered the keys to
him in the first place.
    “Yeah I can do that.” He took the keys from
my hand and walked around to the driver’s side of the car. “You
coming?”
    I shook my head and got in on the passenger
side. He put the key into the ignition and the car came to
life.
    “So Wesley, how long you been here?” I had
noticed that a majority of the school treated him with the same
looks that gave me.
    “I moved here at the start of junior year.”
He didn’t say anymore on that subject just sort of latched his
mouth shut.
    “So you aren’t part of the in crowd then.” I
laughed.
    He glanced over at me and smiled.
    “No, that I am not.” I could sense tension
in the air.
    “That explains a lot.” I wrung my hands
together,