Don't Look Back

Don't Look Back- Chapter 33

~Jessica's POV~

I haven't seen Alexa in while, so I decided to leave Shane and try to

find her. The principal would be announcing homecoming King and Queen

soon, and I wanted her next to me when they announced who won.

Shane agreed with me, and went over to the punch bowl. I walked around

the gym and came up short.

No sign of Alexa here.

Sighing, I made my way over to Shane.

“I can't find Alexa anywhere!” I yelled to him, exasperated. He took a

drink of his punch and set the cup down on the table.

“Let's go ask Justin where she is,” he said, nodding his head to the

corner of the room. Now I got confused: why would Alexa be somewhere

by herself? I followed behind Shane over to Justin, and began biting

my lip.

Something didn't feel right about this.

“Have you seen Alexa?” I asked Justin worriedly.

“She's at some art show for the school.” The tone of his voice made it

seem as if he was upset, but I knew not to ask him.

“Art show?” Shane spoke up for the first time, right when the

principal goes onto the stage. They're starting to confuse me.

Even more than I was before.

“Good evening Carus Valley High! Welcome to homecoming!” the principal

bellowed into the microphone. I didn't know what they where talking

about. Why would Alexa be at an art show when there wasn't one?

Shane and Justin started to argue back and forth, so I tuned them out.

“It's time to announce homecoming King and Queen!” the principal, Ms.

Shannon as she liked to be called, yelled into the microphone. She was

starting to annoy me with her bright and cheery attitude. I started to

think about art and such when she began to announce the winner.

“Your homecoming Queen is . . . Alexa Mercer!”

Cheers and claps filled the gym, but I didn't turn to look at the

stage, knowing Alexa wasn't in here. People started to whisper and

look around the room when they didn't see her.

That's when Aimee’s nasally voice came over the speakers.

I ignored what she had to say, along with the claps and her constant

cry of, “Thank you!” Suddenly, something clicked in my mind.

“Isn't the art teacher Mr. Daniels or whatever?” I said to them. Shane

nodded his head while Justin had this blank, shocked look on his face.

“Maybe we could go to his room and see if he's there? Oh! The art

building!”

Shane looked at me in confusion.

Justin was hard to explain. His face went from confusion, to

realization, and then froze on anger. I just stared at him, not