“Psst!” the red-haired girl next to her called.
EmVee ignored her.
“I’m Megan.”
EmVee nodded. What her problem was she didn’t know. EmVee didn’t like her. The girl seemed a bit ‘extra’.
“I heard you are new here. You didn’t ride the bus, but I saw you coming from the block next to mine.”
“Oh-kay.” EmVee trained her eyes on the teacher, hoping the girl would get the hint.
“I’m Megan by the way. The only vacant house on that street is haunted. So, I guess your family was the lucky ones to move in.” The girl smacked her teeth. “After they cleaned it up.”
EmVee almost choked on her tongue at that last comment but decided to keep up the nonchalant act so the girl would be quiet.
EmVee stretched and skipped her gaze around the class for anyone who could be a distraction. Or another seat she could move to, but the other students snickered at her and turned away. Just great; no wonder no one else was sitting beside the Megan mouth.
“I knew the girl who lived there before you did.”
The desk next to her squeaked as EmVee swore the girl was moving closer to her.
“So?” EmVee rolled her eyes. Was this girl for real? Obviously, she didn’t read body language well.
“She left in a hurry, there was blood all over the house, and the news reported possible murder, but they found no bodies.”
