The Necklace That Protects Me novel Chapter 22

"Uh.. Noel.. come on." Amy said nervously as she was at my side pulling my arm. I looked up at her with a questioning look. She nervously glanced and Mr. Lincoln. "They ask us to leave to talk to Brie alone." She was scared out of her mind but I did not want to leave Brie. I felt my anger rising and looked to Brie.

"It's okay, go ahead. I'll get my phone and text you later." She looked at my face before continuing, "seriously, I'm fine you guys can go."

I still didn't want to leave. But Brie had asked me to and I didn't want to make a scene. I glared daggers at Brian as I walked by him. He never even picked up his head.

We visited Brie for the next few days. She kept saying she couldn't remember what happened but I didn't believe her. She got mad when I pushed it though so I let it go. She was getting more and more comfortable around Brian. When it was time for her to leave she told us she was going to move in with him. I was sad and didn't trust him, but what could I do. Brian had all of her stuff moved before I even got back to the dorm.

I cried about it on the phone with Thomas that night. He said he didn't like that sounds of Brian and Michael and that I should stay away from them. It made me laugh remembering Amy saying the same thing. He liked that and told me I should invite Amy to move in. I thanked him for the wonderful idea and ran to invite Amy to move in. She was a little hesitant but with a lot of begging she agreed.

Amy was absolutely stunning. Her strawberry blonde hair now reached her shoulders. She was wearing a tan one piece suit with a sheer flowery wrap tied around her waist. She was thin but had nice curves. I expected her to be shy in her bathing suit but she looked very comfortable in her appearance, as she should.

We giggled and told each other how hot we looked and headed out the door. Brie had said she would pick us up so we sat on the bench outside the dorms. Chatting away until An old rusty truck pulled up. Michael, Brian, and Brie sat on the bench seat inside the cab, Zach and Jacob were sitting in the bed of the truck. The guys in the back of the truck started whistling when they saw us. Making Amy and I both giggle and blush. Zach helped both Amy and I into the bed of the truck before pounding on the cab with a quick, "lets gooooo!" And we were off. We couldn't hear much with the wind in the back so I just settled down with my back against the tail gate. I leaned my head back. Just enjoying the feeling of my hair being blown behind me and the sun on my skin. The truck stopped abruptly but gently. There was some argument from inside the cab before it started moving again. I felt someone gaze on me. Sure enough, Michael was staring at me in the rear view mirror. I sat up straighter, uncomfortable with his staring, and decided to instead watch the scenery around me. Could just be my imagination but was he being protective of me?