《Vem är jag?》7, Cole
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Cole ser hur Ophelia sjunker ihop på platsen bredvid honom när hon inser att Te inte kommer. Cole kan inte låta bli att också bli nedstämd. Han förstår inte riktigt varför, det var ju inte så längesen hon hade ett dödsgrepp runt hans hals. Tes arga gröna ögon dyker upp på hans näthinna och han känner sig lite varm i kroppen. Dagen segar sig fram och Ophelia är orolig hela tiden. När de är på väg till matsalen sms:ar hon Nike för att fråga om lov att undersöka vart Te tagit vägen. Nike ger klar täcken och säger att hon måste ha med Cole eller Zac. Cole känner sig genast upprymd, det kommer vara han som följer med eftersom Zac skulle jaga idag. Utan att han märker det så ler han stort och fånigt. "Vad fan ler du åt?" säger Ophelia irriterat, Cole tittar generat ner i marken. "Inget" mumlar han. Ophelia börjar gå bort från skolan. "Vart ska du?" ropar Cole efter henne. "Till Te" ropar hon tillbaka. Cole springer i fatt henne, de går tyst mot Tes doft.
De kommer fram till ett hus lite utanför samhället. De känner Tes blod lukt, Ophelia rusar fram till dörren utan att tänka sig för. Hon bankar hårt och en man med ölmage öppnar. "Vad vill ni?" frågar han bryskt. Cole tar tag i Ophelias arm och ger henne en varnande blick. "Vi letar efter Te, är hon här?" säger Cole och han också försöker behålla lugnet. "Te?" svarar mannen dem "Hon bor inte här". De ser att han ljuger. "Stick här ifrån, kom inte tillbaka", och med det smäller han igen dörren framför näsan på dem. Cole släpper ut ett morrande han hållit inne. "Kom vi borde gå, vi har säkert gjort de värre för henne med att komma hit" säger Cole och drar med sig den ilskne Ophelia.
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