Remembrance (The Transcend Time Saga) by Michelle Madow Read Free Book Online Page A

and the tires of the Jeep squealed as they fought with the pavement for more speed. A car heading in our direction flashed its brights, signaling him to slow down, but Jeremy ignored it and went even faster.
    “Jere,” I said, gripping the armrest for support. “Slow down. You’ll get us killed.”
    He accelerated the car more. “Relax, Liz. It’s time you got over your little fear of speed.”
    I held the armrest tighter and glanced at the speedometer, watching the needle go past seventy. “Seriously, Jeremy. Stop,” I said, breathing slowly to keep my voice steady. My heart started pounding in my chest, the sound filling my head and blurring my vision. I closed my eyes and tried to block the sights of the houses flying by so quickly that they blended together in a stream of grey. The wind whistling through the windows made it impossible to forget how fast we were moving, sending my stomach swirling with nausea.
    “Geez, Liz.” Jeremy snickered, slowing down so he was now going the speed limit. “You need to lighten up. What’s wrong with driving fast?”
    I leaned back on the headrest, not in the mood to have the conversation again. “I just don’t want to get in an accident,” I repeated the same thing I’d always told him.
    He took his focus off the road for a moment to look at me. The deep blue of his eyes were the type that would render most girls speechless—as they used to do to me—but lately I’d noticed that I was completely unaffected. “You don’t trust my driving?” he asked, offended. “Come on, you know I wouldn’t risk wrecking the Jeep.”
    “I know. Just not when I’m in the car, okay?”
    “Fine,” he said, pulling up to the movie theater. I breathed a sigh of relief that we had arrived alive.
    He draped his arm around my shoulders as we walked through the parking lot, but his feet fell into a different rhythm than mine, making it difficult to walk. “You owe me for this one,” he joked in my ear. “You should give some of the girlfriends of the guys on the team more of a chance. Like Shannon and her friends. They’re not as bad as they seem.”
    “Okay,” I agreed. “I’ll try, but I don’t see Shannon and I becoming close anytime soon. I don’t know if you listen to her at lunch, but she always talks about her supposed ‘friends’ when they’re not there.”
    “She’s a little judgmental,” he said, “but it’s not in a mean way. Just because you take everything so personally doesn’t mean everyone else does.”
    “So Shannon says nasty things about people and I’m the one with a problem?” I asked, not bothering to hide my irritation.
    He shrugged it off. “I never said you had a problem.”
    “You said I take everything too personally.”
    He laughed. “Yeah, and you’re doing it now.”
    I tried to calm down, not wanting to ruin the night before it even started. “Let’s just drop this, okay?”
    “There’s nothing to drop,” he said. “But whatever you say.”
    He opened the door to the movie theater and I walked through, spotting Chelsea and Drew standing near the concession stand. Chelsea laughed at something Drew said, and she leaned into him, taking a sip of what I assumed was a diet soda. To any outsider they would have looked like a couple that had been together for a while, and they were so involved in their conversation that they didn’t notice us in line as Jeremy bought our tickets. I made sure not to meet Drew’s eyes when we reached them.
    “Hey guys,” Chelsea greeted us. “Thanks for agreeing to see the horror movie. It looks really good—and totally scary.”
    Drew looked at Chelsea. “I was surprised you wanted to see it,” he said with a smirk. “You didn’t strike me as a horror movie type of girl.”
    “Liz just loves horror movies,” Jeremy joked, giving my shoulder a squeeze. “I’ll never forget when you called me at midnight after that one we saw in middle school because you were convinced there were