September 2-Excerpt 2


It makes me even more nervous.
With quite a bit of very careful tugging, I’m able to get the lug nuts off this time and manage to change the tire without further incident.  My hands shake the entire time.
Oh, well. It doesn’t help to stress about it. Besides, how many people can say that they’ve dropped a car? 
I gratefully take my place back within the group as Justin takes his turn. He smirks at me after he accomplishes it in two minutes flat with no issues.  I look away.  He’s a jerk and he wouldn’t have had such an easy time if he’d gone after Drew.  I make a mental note to not follow Drew in anything of this nature again.  I like him, but he really is a giant moose. He has no idea how strong he really is.
As we finally finish up and walk back through the school to get to the classroom, I realize that my hands are covered in grime and grit, probably because it took me twice as long with my turn as everyone else. I also have grease smeared on my shorts- and I can only pray it’s not on my face, too.  I grab Delaney’s arm.
“Hey, I’ve got to go wash up. You can go on ahead if you want.” 
“Sure.  I’ll grab your purse for you and wait on the benches outside.” 
We part at the main T in the hallway. The smell of school- floor wax, stale air and various forms of paper- waft over me as I walk. 

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GUARDIAN by Courtney Cole

  Sometimes, things that go bump in the night are real. 

My name is Whitney Lane.  I’m sixteen years old and at first, I thought I was crazy. 

I kept seeing shadows move along walls, and hearing whispers around corners, but whenever I looked, there was never anything there.  

Until one day, there was. 

Our world isn’t what we think.  There are things around us, good things, bad things, scary things.  
Things that we tell ourselves aren’t real, but they are.   

They’re very real, and they’re terrifying. 

I’ve been swept up now, in a battle of good and evil, confused about love and what is supposed to be love, but isn’t.  I don’t know what to think anymore.  I can’t trust my emotions and I don’t know what is true.  

There’s only one thing I know for sure. 

Nothing is what it seems.


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Courtney Cole is a novelist who would eat mythology for breakfast if she could. She has a degree in Business, but has since discovered that corporate America is not nearly as fun to live in as fictional worlds. She loves chocolate and roller coasters and hates waiting and rude people.

Courtney lives in quiet suburbia, close to Lake Michigan, with her real-life Prince Charming, her ornery kids (there is a small chance that they get their orneriness from their mother) and a small domestic zoo.



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