Chapter 94: Who’s next?

　　The whispers start during lunch. Ben and I do our best to ignore it while heading for the cafeteria but once we step inside, the place falls quiet. Eyes are on us and my steps almost falter. They are full on staring.

　　My hand slips into Ben’s, we stop at the end of the queue and everyone scampers away like we have a plague. Ben tries to brush off the attitude but I note the worry in his gaze as he nudges me to the front.

　　We get our meals and make for our table. His friends don’t call out to us like they usually do. Everyone is staring. It might be my imagination but I feel like they are staring at only me. But why? What have I done this time?

　　“Do you want to get out of here?” Ben asks.

　　I nod without hesitation. “Yeah.”

　　Throwing our bags over his shoulders, he offers me his hand. I don’t take it because my phone rings.

　　Maria.

　　The first thing she says is, “Check the blog.”