(Zellie Wells Book Two)
By Stacey Wallace Benefiel
Published by Stacey Wallace Benefiel at Smashwords
Copyright © 2010 Stacey Wallace Benefiel
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For Mom and Dad
I ran from my house out into the frozen December air, my breath visible. Avery, my boyfriend of almost eight months, was waiting for me in his dad’s red pickup. Okay, technically he’s my boyfriend of six months since we were broken up in June and July because he thought I killed his dad with my psychic powers, which, P.S. I totally didn’t, but I try not to dwell on that.
A blast of heat hit me as I opened the passenger side door. “Morning!” I said, flinging my backpack on the floor and hopping up into the seat.
He brushed a strand of my long red hair away from the corner of my mouth and gave me a quick kiss. “Hey. Where’s Mel? She’s not coming with us to school?”
“Nah. Aunt Hazel got into town last night. There’s a lead on Benjamin and she wants Melody to help her.” I put my seatbelt on over my teal puffy down jacket. “Dad dropped her off at the lodge before he went to the church this morning.”
“Really?” He raised his eyebrow at me. “I thought your sister had her Lookout status revoked for the school year?”
“As it turns out, Aunt Hazel is also very good at playing the annoying little sister role and between her and Melody, Dad didn’t stand a chance. When he was on the phone with Aunt Hazel, I could hear him saying, ‘but, yes, but...’ until he finally just agreed to let Melody go with her for the day.”
Aunt Hazel was Grandma Rachel’s Lookout, like Melody was mine. Every Retroact, someone that can rewind time, needs a Lookout to aid them in their rewinds. They also protect the outside world from having knowledge of The Society: a group of women with magical abilities that has been around for centuries. The main problem with Benjamin, a supposed Retroact that butted in on my first solo rewind, is that he’s male. The Society had never heard of the existence of a male Retroact until him.
“What’s our favorite rogue Retroact up to these days?” Avery asked, backing down the gravel driveway in front of my house.
“Wreaking havoc in Sacramento and Los Osos from what I hear. He hijacked two rewinds from way better Retroacts than me. Allegedly, he’s in Bend lying low. That’s where Melody and Aunt Hazel are going to go look for him at least.”
“Excellent. More alone time.” Avery grinned at me, a mischievous glint in his deep brown eyes, and put his hand on my inner thigh.
I scooted towards the door. “Not while you’re driving! Keep your eyes on the road and your hands on the wheel. According to the Oregon driver’s manual--”
“Stupid fricken’ driver’s manual,” he muttered under his breath.
“Whatever. It’s my knowledge of the driver’s manual that’s going to get me a 98 out of 100 on the test.”
“Why 98 out of 100?”
“I can’t see the two questions I miss.” I stuck my tongue out at him. I was going to be done with Driver’s Ed in a couple of weeks and would be able to get my license in January. I couldn’t wait.
I had been signed up to take Driver’s Ed last summer, but after my big psychic meltdown, my parents shipped Melody, my best friend Claire, and I off to live with Aunt Hazel in Portland for the summer.