Other
Read books online » Other » Beneath Her Skin Gregg Olsen (good books to read .txt) 📖

Book online «Beneath Her Skin Gregg Olsen (good books to read .txt) 📖». Author Gregg Olsen



1 ... 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 ... 79
Go to page:
my mom. She really liked Katelyn. Said she was special. Wish it didn’t happen.

Next door to the Berkleys, Starla Larsen picked up her phone and touched the Facebook icon. There were lots of messages posted about Katelyn on her wall, as well as just about every other wall belonging to anyone who attended Kingston High. She went over to Katelyn’s wall. Starla hadn’t been there in a while.

Katelyn’s profile picture was of the two of them together, taken when they were Girl Scout Daisies. Both little girls were smiling widely to show off their missing front teeth. Starla hated that photograph for the longest time, but just then it brought a sad smile to her face. She decided she should weigh in with a post on Katelyn’s wall too. She liked to post snarky things about people and then add a smiley face to act like she was joking when she really wasn’t. She knew she did that because other kids expected her to be sharp, funny and a little caustic; it was because of the way she looked—she was better than just pretty.

So sad about Katie. Don’t know how I will sleep 2night. The world was never very kind to her. Hugs 2U Katie.

Starla reached for the nail polish remover as she sat there for a while watching the “Likes” come one after another. Several kids posted comments too.

WE’RE THINKING OF U, STARLA. KATIE SEEMED SWEET. WISH I KNEW HER BTR. WORLD SUX BIG TIME. LUV U, STAR! BE STRONG!

Starla looked over at her cache of Sephora nail lacquers set up like a ten-pin bowling alley. In the back she saw the green polish that she and Katelyn had used in eighth grade when they each bought bottles and decided to glam up for St. Patrick’s Day. The color was more evergreen than kelly. The memory brought a genuine smile to her face as she turned the Rimmel London bottle in her hands. The color was called Envy.

Tears came to Starla’s crystal-blue eyes, brought on by a mix of regret, sorrow and guilt.

I’m so sorry, Katie, she said to herself. I wish you knew that.

And finally, not far away, one person got online and started deleting the contents of a file folder marked “katelyn.” Inside were copies of emails, messages and photographs that had meant to trap and hurt the girl. Each item had been designed as payback.

Delete.

Delete.

Delete.

Chapter Five

It was the destiny of a place like Port Gamble. It snowed hard after Christmas. The land management company that kept the town in pristine and marketable form would have offered up a virgin (if there was one handy, that is) to have a little snow sprinkle the town the week before the holidays when it had its annual old-fashioned Christmas celebration, “In the St. Nick of Time.” But no such luck. It had been cold, wet and rainy. When the snow finally came, it dumped five inches—a blizzard by western Washington standards. If school had been in session, it easily would have been canceled.

Kids in the area were annoyed about the timing of it all as well. Snow was no good to them if it didn’t mean a snow day or two. They were already on vacation. It was an utter waste of an arctic blast.

Hayley and Taylor trudged through the snow to hang out with Beth Lee for the afternoon. Beth and her boyfriend, Zander Tomlinson, had broken up the day before Christmas and, with Katelyn Berkley’s unexpected death, the topic, outside of rampant text messages, had been tabled.

“I had no choice but to drop him,” Beth told them, elaborating on her text message:

Dumped Z. Deets later.

Hayley was the first to pounce. “What did you mean you dumped him? Clearly, you had a choice.”

Beth, who seemed fixated on a zit on her chin, didn’t look at the twins as she spoke. She sat on the floor in front of the fireplace with a mirror in her hand and a pair of tweezers in the other. “I found a really cute dress and I had to have it.”

“Yeah?” Taylor said, taking a seat on the Lees’ way-too-big-for-the-room brown velvet sectional in house number 25. “Go on.”

Beth tightened her chin and picked at her pimple. “I didn’t have any money left over. I knew he was going to get me something for Christmas and I didn’t have a thing to give him. So I dumped him. Called him from the mall and said I wasn’t feeling it anymore.”

Taylor shook her head. “You’re so not kidding? You dumped him because you spent your Christmas cash?”

Beth looked up. “Yeah. So what? I’d rather hurt him than look stupid or cheap.”

“Right,” Taylor said. “Looking cheap or selfish is way worse than hurting someone. He really liked you!”

Beth ignored the sarcasm, and Hayley spoke up. “I hate to say it, but you’re acting like Starla, Beth.”

“I’ll take that as kind of a compliment,” she said.

“It wasn’t meant to be a positive reflection on you or the situation.”

“Whatever. Anyway, I heard something about her,” Beth said, changing the subject like she was baiting a hook.

Of course, Starla Larsen-centric gossip was always good. She was the Port Gamble girl everyone love-hated.

Taylor leaned forward expectantly. “Are you gonna tell us or what? Just pop that disgusting zit already and spill it!”

“That’s so gross,” Beth said. “And kind of mean.” She waited a beat, watching the twins, measuring their interest in all she had to say. The hook had been set.

Another beat.

“Starla and Katelyn had a major falling-out,” she finally said.

“How major?” Taylor asked.

“Big-time. Before she died, Katelyn told her mother that she hated Starla and that she wished Starla was dead or something.”

This time Hayley pressed for more. Her father would have been proud. “How do you know she said that?”

Beth rotated the hand mirror to get a better look at herself. “I heard Mrs. Larsen and Mrs. Berkley talking a few weeks ago. They were in the store buying coffee or hairspray or whatever it is

1 ... 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 ... 79
Go to page:

Free ebook «Beneath Her Skin Gregg Olsen (good books to read .txt) 📖» - read online now

Comments (0)

There are no comments yet. You can be the first!
Add a comment