Title: THE BLUE CURSE
Genre: MG Contemporary Fantasy
The noise pulsed in my ears like an annoying car alarm. Security guards flooded the main hall below and raced past Sue, the famous Tyrannosaurus rex. I unbuttoned my coat, wiped the river of sweat from my forehead, and headed for the stairs. A janitor dressed like Indiana Jones blocked my path.
What’s going on?” I asked. “I thought my best friend pulled the fire alarm. Did someone steal something?”
“Le bleu de France,” he said.
“The blue of France.” I interpreted the simple words, the only time my foreign language class had ever come in handy. “A flag was stolen? Wait, I bet it was one of those expensive Easter eggs.” I swayed, but steadied myself. “Is it hot in here?”
His form flickered, syncing to the rhythm of my heartbeat. Whoa. Was this guy a ghost? A mob of students shoved me into the mystery man. I shot straight through him, the stairs rushing to meet my nose. He grabbed my hand, saved my face, and sealed my fate. The current snagged my fingertips, snaking up my wrist and forearm. I pried out of the deadlock and severed the connection. The crowd converged and swept him away, his image dissolving in a glimmer of refracted light.
“Wait, come back!”
An intense burning seared my upper thigh. I yanked open my jacket pocket. The deep-blue gem radiated like liquid sapphire. I understood what had been stolen—The Hope Diamond—and I was the thief.