Aaron said as we hurried toward the clearing where he’d said the van was parked. For some reason, though, he didn’t sound that scared. Maybe he was just too pigheaded to understand the real threat. He was probably still buying the “cult members on drugs” story the Settler on the police force had spread the previous night. I mean, if he weren’t denser than solid rock, he surely would have gotten the hint that I wasn’t into him by now, but no such luck. He still insisted on clinging to my hand as we ran. I followed him down a narrow path and out into the clearing where the big gold and black cheer van was sitting a few feet away from the generators. The thing was enormous and certainly capable of fitting the dozen members of the cheerleading squad plus one dance team guest. So it made me wonder… why weren’t any of the cheerleaders in the van? “God, Aaron, where were you?” Dana fisted her hands on her hips. “Yeah, we’ve been waiting for like, forever,” Kate said. “I got a little tied up in the skate tent, but we’re cool.
