Chapter 2 cross path

NASHVILLE (Two Years Ago)

I am Jaymie Claire Anderson, an ordinary girl with an average family.

"Claire, are you done? Get down here; you're going to be late! "

"I'm coming!" I answered the calls from my mother, Helene.

Carrying my school bag, I walked to the kitchen and immediately sat down in front of the table with breakfast ready for me.

"Wow, mom, you prepared my favorite!" I commented, seeing the apple pie in my mother's hand.

My mother answered me with a broad smile.

"Mom, for my birthday, can we go to the Lake for a picnic? I requested and sliced the hot pie.

"Sure, I will arrange for the caretaker at the flower shop on your birthday."

"Thanks, mom! I'll tell Jessica Xia so she can't do another idea," I say it and start my hearty meal while not losing the smile on my face.

Later, I will buy ingredients for the food, so call me if you have a request.

I nodded at my mother, who was ready to go to the flower shop. "Be careful on the street," I reminded her. When my mother disappeared from my sight, I hurriedly finished my breakfast.

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"What a beautiful day," I whispered, inhaling the fresh morning air.

I took the headset out of my bag and put it on before riding my bike.

"Morning Claire, Your birthday is approaching, "

I smile at our neighbor, who is busy watering her garden.

I was close to the school when I saw a cat on the road while a car was driving nearby.

"Damn it! " I exclaimed and pedaled my bike faster.

"Drivers don't stop for animals, but I'm sure they will look for humans," I murmured, and in a wink, I stopped in the middle of the street and waited to be struck while my eyes were closed.

The deafening roar of the car soared into the quiet morning...

"I'm still alive." I sighed in relief and slowly opened my eyes.

"Hey, do you want to commit suicide? " The driver of the car exclaimed.

Only then did I look up to see the driver already out of the car and walking towards me.

"I-I'm sorry," I stuttered because the man in front of me was stunning. His blue eyes are mesmerizing, while his red-thin lips are captivating.

'' What are you thinking?'' The man seemed to have read my mind as his mischievous smile appeared.

I was devastated when the man approached me and bent down to align his face with mine.

"Miss, you don't need to do a dangerous stun just to get noticed. Your beauty is enough to get my attention, "'

''Huh?'' I couldn't straighten my thoughts when the guy touched my chin and gently rubbed my lips with his thumb.

"You 'are different. I can sense strong energy in you."

"What?!" The attraction I felt for the man quickly disappeared. I looked at him with regret, "What a waste... you are handsome but insane," I whispered and removed his hands from my chin.

The handsome man leaned over when I started pedaling, but his amazed expression stayed with me.

"Weirdo," he says. I murmured and hurriedly left the area.

I reached the school in a few minutes. I hurriedly slammed my bike and started to walk in giant steps down the pathway to the building.

Jaymie Claire! Faster, the bell rang! "I look at my friend Xia, waving at me.

My massive steps led to a brisk pace while I was blaming the crazy man in my mind.

"Come on, hurry up!"As I approached, Xia didn't give me a chance to rest and hurriedly pulled me into our classroom because our terror professor, Mrs. Carol Villar, was already walking in the hallway.

I wouldn't have been late if I hadn't encountered a crazy man, "I said to Xia as we altered our chair at the end of the classroom.

Blaming a mad man won't help you. You need to learn how to use a clock! "Xia replied while smiling.

I frowned, but I couldn't contradict Xia because she had told the truth. I'm not looking at the clock, so I'm often late for school.

"Good morning, class! "

I stopped talking to Xia when the professor entered the classroom without a smile on her face.

Even other students did not attempt to create noise for fear of being thrown out by the lesson plan held by Mrs. Villar.

"Open your book on page one hundred and two,"

The two-hour lesson in the hands of Prof. Carol Villar started, and I still couldn't escape her sharp eye.

"Ms. Anderson! Where is your brain flying? I'm just asking you to read one paragraph!"'

I cringed in embarrassment.

"Since you're engrossed in the environment because that's where you're always gazing. I'm giving you a task! I want you to research the history of our town, and I want you to finish that before the weekend! "

"But ma'am, It isI can't continue to give my reasons. Because I am sure my teacher will tell me that she dont care.

When the class ended, Xia approached me and comforted me.

"Don't worry. I will help you so that you can finish the assignment given by Prof. Terror," Xia utters and rubs my back.

"Many thanks...You are my only hope! Did you know that Mom is already preparing recipes that she will cook for my birthday? And she agreed to have a picnic by the Lake! "

'" Lake? Do you mean the Mystic Lake that is said to be mysterious?

"Yes, Mom finally agreed." Maybe because I'm turning eighteen, "I replied, snickering.

"Then, we need to make sure that your birthday celebration continues!" Xia decided and stood up.

"Where are we going? "I asked when Xia told me to stand.

Let's find the janitor, Mr. Conor. He knows the history of our town, "'

My face lit up, and I quickly grabbed my bag.

Together with Xia, we looked for Mr. Conor, but instead of the janitor, what caught my eye was the mad man.

"It's him!" I exclaimed.