But there was something about that fact that didn’t add up. She’d been at Nisha’s sleepover all night on the night I died. My twin remained on the porch, reeling from everything that had just happened, too afraid to admit what she’d just seen.īut I couldn’t help but mull it over in my mind. Thayer slipped inside the house to see her. In moments, Laurel’s face disappeared from the window. She looked like she wanted to hurt me-and she looked like she wanted to do the same to Emma now.

Her look said she wanted to reach through the brush and teach me a lesson for all the ways I’d ruined everything. And I had a strange feeling she was going to do more than just glare at me. Everything in her look said that she blamed me for what happened to Thayer. I’d felt so distraught, so overcome with guilt and fear for his safety. I saw myself hiding in the brush after Thayer had been run down. She looked furious enough to kill.Īs I watched Laurel glare at Emma, a flash of my last memory swarmed my vision. Her light eyes sent a chil straight to Emma’s bones. Emma raised her hand in a wave, but Laurel just kept glaring. It was Laurel, staring at her and Thayer from the living room. Emma looked all around, finally noticing a face in the window. Birds shot up in a cluster, calling to each other with tiny squawks. A breeze rifled through the leaves of a tall weeping will ow. She turned around, sure she was being watched. Suddenly, a prickly feeling danced across the back of Emma’s neck.

He reminded her of all the hot, unattainable jocks Emma had ever gone to school with, the ones who’d never given her the time of day. His white soccer sneakers were scuffed and caked with dirt, as though he’d just come off the field. He was so close that Emma could smell his pine soap and fresh-smelling clothes. I came to hang out with her-it’s been forever since we talked.” He moved toward Emma to walk in the house and paused briefly by her side, as if he wanted to say more. “So what are you doing here?” Emma said, deciding to change the subject. Emma opened her mouth, wanting to make it clear that she and Ethan definitely were a real item, but she remembered how hurt he’d looked in the parking and didn’t want to rub it in. Thayer assumed if Sutton was kissing Ethan, it had to be a part of some prank she and her friends were pulling for the Lying Game. First it was that prank where the poor kid lost his science scholarship, and now you’re faking a relationship with him?” Emma stared at him, trying to understand. “Don’t jump all over me!” He put a sneaker on the porch and leaned forward, flexing his calf.

The lying game 3 two truths and a lie