The Truth Is Coming


Mixed up

It's one of my favorite things to do. Stop at Jerk's, and watch the beautifully tragic.

At least once a week the "terrible trio" -as Danger calls us- Sara, Danger, and myself stop in, grab a drink, and let the world pass us by.

Jerk's is a cool retro hangout...lot's of unique sodas and vintage candy and junk. All the kids stop by and grab a snack on the way home from school. It gets really crowded, so we were lucky to get a table.

Danger was home sick today, so Sara and I went together. We're back to our old ways like the dance never least that's what I thought. I've been places with Sara solo, and it's always cool, so today was bizarre. 

I got a Buck's Root Beer -the best!- and we're talking about 3rd period and the rotten smell that comes from Mr. Leher's desk. It's just disgusting. I'm sure something crawled in there and died. Really? You can't smell that? The whole school gags when they walk in that room and there's Mr. Leher acting like we're all crazy.

My friend Chance walks in with the new guy from California...and Sara stops cold. 

Now I'm not sure if her performance was for Chance or the newbie, but when they come over she starts giving me crap. I can take being made fun of, but this was over the top. She starts acting like she and I aren't even I moved in on her table.

Not for me! I'm out!

Later, Chance calls and tells me she kept at it. He was just as confused as I was.

I'm taking a break from it all.



What do you fear? I fear being normal...

That's why school gets me down. It's not so much being told what to do (that does suck) it's that the teachers treat everyone the same. We're not!

There's this idea of what normal is. Who decided? I wasn't asked if I agreed with their lame assessment of reality. I think school sometimes gets in the way of my education.

Today during free study in the library I wanted to research some ancient script - so I could have a clue about the hidden scroll - but Ms. Swane had different plans.

Why is it called "free study" if I am not free to study what I want?

- Kade, considering your grade in History, I think your time would be better spent studying the life of Benjamin Franklin. After all, your final report is due on Friday.

I know my grade sucks, and I've made a deal with my Grandpa to try and bring it up, but I am not worried about this report. I am a big fan of Ben. I have this.

-It's finished.

-If there is one thing I know from my twenty years is boys like you. And when you think you are finished, you have only begun.

What would happen if I threw the book at her? A smile creeps across my lips.

-There is nothing amusing about an "F" Kilborn.

Hate that! Teachers using just your last name. Swane! How does that sound? No, I know what would happen if I let the book fly...Grandpa would be upset with me. I respect him, because he does the same.

I get up and return the book of ancient scripts like a good "normal" kid.

Guess I'm taking a trip to the public library after school.


In plain sight

Danger is everywhere...

He won't keep still, sweating a little, darting his eyes from the alley behind the house and back.

- Will you knock it off?

- We're gonna get in trouble, Kade.

- Yeah, if you don't settle down...We'll be in and out quickly. 

- You know, the cops have probably searched the house from top to bottom and -

- Adults do such a great job with everything...don't they?

Thad clued us to the hidden spare key at Adam's house. He wasn't going to get involved, but he agrees that there's something going on, so...

I just want some answers.

I'm pretty good at finding things, it's my Grandpa, he's always making up maps, leaving clues for me to find, and doing treasure hunts, so you kind of develop the skills...

Sometimes it seems like G-Pop's got me on some kind of special ops training, but I couldn't do the military like him. Don't like rules! Won't follow rules is more like it.

I'm kind of surprised that Danger found it and not me...that's his big brain at work for you.

Found it is not really accurate because it was right out in the open, he just had his eyes open for something out of place. And a book in Adam's room? Definitely doesn't fit.

Not everyone likes to read, I get that, but Adam, he despised it...

Danger took it from the shelf and flipped through it's time worn pages. It's beautiful and filled with some kind of strange script that neither of us could place, and the last fifty or so pages seemed stuck together. Danger ran his finger along the edge of the sealed pages and a secret compartment reveled an ancient scroll.

-Did you hear that?

Danger spun around to face me.

-Someone just drove up. Let's move.

Grabbed the book and the scroll and we made our way out the backdoor and down the alley.

That was close...too close.


The truth

We are all mad in some sense. Today the madness spread.

Danger broke the news to me...

- He's gone.

- Who?

- Adam.

- He's been gone for weeks. 

- No, gone as one can find him...vanished!

The whispers that rang through the halls of our School were not of who got dumped over the weekend, or who had been grounded. they took a more mysterious tone. 

Adam Hastings disappeared....He's been out of school since Cassidy took her life. Thad, his best friend, told us that he was being home schooled for the rest of the school year, but was doing better coping with her death. Thad went over to his house Friday night and Adam mentioned how he wanted to go back to school, but his mom was being overprotective. 

On Saturday, Adam's Mom went to wake him for hockey practice and his bed was still made from the night before. She freaked and called the cops.

The jerks waited twenty four hours before starting their search...Great idea guys! Wait until something really bad happens, then do something.

The police are now looking for him...a few officers were at school questioning the Principal.

Everyone is convinced there is some kind of monster on the loose. Me? Ain't got a clue, but something dark has been in the air since Cassidy's death...It's all wrong, and getting worse.

I convinced Danger to come with me after school to Adam's house...His Mom will be with a volunteer group they're putting together to help with the search, so she won't be at home, and his Dad isn't in the picture -- That's the story with most my friends.

I'm not waiting for something else to happen around this place...It feels like the whole world has closed it's eyes on us! Time to start looking for the truth.