When Lea Martin, Lydia Martin's adoptive sister, begins to hear voices in her head, she finds it hard to conceal everything. When she meets new friends along the way, every question she fought so hard to figure out finally comes into place.
***PLEA...
"I was Heather's best friend. We've been working on that issue three times a week." Danielle says. I furrow my brows and went back to Ms. Morrell being late.
"Hold on, did you say Ms. Morrell's 20 minutes late?" I ask.
"And I don't know why either. She's never always on time." Danielle sighs.
"Lydia was seeing her at the beginning of the semester. She was never late." I point out.
"Then she's not late. She's missing." Stiles says.
"What if we're not the only ones who think she knows something?" I ask Stiles.
"Then I wanna know what she knows." Stiles says and gets behind the desk and opens a drawer, going through her things.
"What are you doing?" I question.
"Trying to find her." Stiles says.
"Those files are private." Danielle says.
"Yeah, she's kind of right." I say.
"This ones Lydia's." Stiles says. Curiosity hits me and I snatch the folder from his hand.
"Let me see that." I say. If I wanna be able to talk Lydia, like, really talk Lydia, then I wanna know what's going through her head.
"Lea, this is yours." Stiles holds up a folder and I grab it. I lay it down on the table and open it. The only thing we found was a drawing of a tree.
"I don't get it. I don't remember ever seeing Ms. Morrell. I'd know it, wouldn't it?" I ask.
"Wait, Lea, that's your drawing." Stiles says.
"Yeah, I know, it's a tree." I say.
"Yeah, good too." Danielle says. I glance at her and a smile forms across my face.
