I put the milk and cereal away and turn on the tv.
"On another case, there has been yet another murder at the Crow-Ridge High School," the news reporter says.
"Another one?" I mumble.
"We have yet to find the murderer of all the past killed girls. Come back tonight for more information," I shut the tv off and finish getting ready. I run out to the bus stop and wait patiently. After about 5 minutes I check my watch. 7:25. There was no way I could have missed the bus. I watch as a car drives closer and closer to me.
"Cameron?" someone says from inside the car. I walk towards the car and see Amber. 15. The number floated above her head. She was the first person with such a high number.
"Yeah?" I ask, leaning through the open window.
"Did you miss the bus? I can give you a ride," she says.
"Yeah that'd be awesome," I say, opening the door and getting into her car. I glance at her and notice her blushing. A lot.
"Um. Amber? Are you ok?" I ask.
"Oh! Um yeah... I'm fine," she says. She doesn't look at me so I look away from her. The car ride was mostly silent, other than the quiet music playing on our local radio station. We get to the school and I get out.
"Hey thanks for the ride," I say.
"It's... No problem!" Amber says happily.
"Do you think you could drop me off tonight too?" I ask.
"Sure," she says.
"Cool. Thanks. Talk to you after school then!" I say, and start walking towards the school.
I get to my locker and grab my books. I head to first period. Class goes by super slow. The bell rings and I go to my locker to change books. I struggle getting my lock off. "Ughhh," I groan, slamming my head against the locker. I try for a few more minutes but I hear a high pitch scream. I look up and walk to the other hallway. Halfway there I see Amber and right as I see her, she sees me. She quickly puts her hands behind her back.
"Oh... Uh Cameron!" she says. She nervously giggles.
"Did you hear that scream?" I ask.
"Yeah! I was just about to go check it out," She says.
"Wait why aren't you in class?" I ask.
"I... My... I was in class... but I... needed to use the bathroom," she stutters. I nod, not believing her.
"Cameron, I can tell you don't believe me, but please you have to understand," she says, looking into my eyes.
YOU ARE READING
Numbered From Zero
Mystery / ThrillerCameron had always had a secret. He can see numbers above people's heads. Everyone has a 0 but few have a 1. His girlfriend, Amber, has a 15. They haven't been together long, but when Cameron hooks up with Amber, the numbers above her head stop...
