Cheer camp had ended an hour ago, but Suzanne Courtland, called Zan by anyone who didn't want her in their face, was still hanging around. She bounced up from the warm metal bleacher and went in search of her boyfriend. Luke "L-Mac" MacGregor was the quarterback for the Landry Wildcats, an uber-cool guy she'd dated for the last six wondrous, exciting, happy months.
They were the “in” couple, the one all their classmates envied and what all the others wanted to be. When school began in two weeks, Zan knew everything would be absolutely perfect … if L-Mac would just hurry up.
"What's taking him so long?" she wondered aloud.
She had so much to do tonight, and he'd promised to come with her. They were going to the mall, to search out the last of what they needed for school.
"Two more minutes, and then I'm gone." Right this very second, Zan would have cheerfully walked away from L-Mac and never looked back.
"How long does it take to shower anyway?" Zan grumbled. "Girls are supposed to take forever, not guys. I bet they're–"
A boy’s ear-splitting wail of pain and horror sent a chill through her body. She leaped off the bleachers, jumped the fence, and ran toward the woods. Unlike most of the teens she knew, Zan never hesitated to race toward problems. And unlike most of the teens she knew, she should be equipped to handle anything she found where that guy had screamed.
Should be. If she'd had the training her special, never-to-be-talked-about talent was required to help a person in need.
But she didn't have the training, nor would her mama even talk about doing it. Today, that might be the worst thing in the world, if what Zan suspected was going on had happened.
“Oh my God!”
She skidded to a halt, coming to an abrupt halt as she drew up short in shock. What is that? I remember something like it in New Orleans, but Mama and Grandma destroyed it! She stared in horror at the creature. That was the only explanation Zan could come up with, a creature of some sort. The creature towered over the huddled body of one of the guys on the football team. She noticed the small frame of the boy and decided it must be one of the freshmen brought in to replace the seniors who had been injured by some unnamed person--or this creature--since May.