Overlap

Chapter 74: Metronome Myriad

<10/30/2011 - 01:04 | 77 Cloverleaf Trail, Dahlonega, GA, USA>

Using the external bathroom in sight-range of the cabin, I changed my clothes back after bringing my backpack in with me. It would have been too weird for me to strip with anyone from the men's cabin watching, particularly since I had to swap the panties for the boxers. Lumina only made mild jokes about it on my way back, and she also suggested that I would have trouble getting to sleep tonight.

As much energy as I knew I had, I figured there was little choice in what was left for the two of us to do. Chaperones were strangely strict about us not being outdoors after midnight for any reason. My plan was, spend time with Lumina despite being confined to a cold cabin full of idiots. I'd still have my privacy with her thanks to the telepathy.

Of course, the moment I opened that front cabin door again, any plan I had to relax or to get a moment to myself was long lost to the chaos of a scene I could only describe out of a zoo. Soft objects flew from one bed to the next; some of the boys were laughing at memes or cracking jokes, while plenty more mixed rowdy noise with annoying horseplay. It was the scene I could only imagine when the entire population in a small room were entirely heathens, but their loudness was all I currently focused on. "You have got to be kidding me."

"Come on everyone! It's time to get in bed and stay in bed." The male chaperone assigned to this cabin, whose name I couldn't be bothered to remember, attempted to calm a wild stampede of idiots. His warning naturally fell on deaf ears, because despite many trying to get to their beds, the horseplay and volume level didn't die down even a decibel. "It's bed time, so nobody leaves the cabin anymore."

"Hold on!" I wasn't happy to hear that given the invalid results to his claim, so I turned to the chaperone, questioning his authority when he had not the power. "How can you declare it bedtime when everybody is still wild?"

Then, to further my amazement, I got this response from the chaperone. "Ah, don't worry about it. In about one more hour, they'll run out of energy for tonight. Hope you brought a book." The chaperone then took his seat, realizing his earlier warning was made in futility. Instead of getting firm with the others, he pulled out a book of his own, and started reading some random pages in the middle of all this flak.

You have got to be kidding me! I couldn't take my confused eyes off him for a few seconds. The nerve of the guy threw my mood into a small spiral of fury. I had every right to be upset! He just sits down and reads a book, an activity that can only be done with the lights to the cabin still on, and wants to wait on the others to shut up and sleep for up to an hour? By that very admission, it means he's not requiring anybody fall asleep for such an amount of time. This then begs the question; why in the hell can't we spend that hour outdoors on our own side of the field until such a time has passed? I'll be damned if I'm going to be cooped up in here with all these idiots while they get to behave like this!

"Make that double, on the count of you not sleeping tonight."

"This is insanity!" I revealed the horror of my eyes to Lumina, the same scene as before, just with almost everyone in their beds. I felt like I was in some kind of large cage full of stupid animals. "Just look at everyone! They're all so destructive! And loud!" I have eardrums you know!

"At least you're not tired. But this is worse than a zoo. I can't even fully hear your thoughts, it's so loud."

I considered exactly how doomed I really was for a few seconds, which only raised my blood pressure until I was about to turn red in the face. I had nothing else to do. I planned for the rest of the night to talk to Lumina under the guise of pretending to be asleep. If I simply do nothing for that full hour, especially since I'm still wide awake, I also risk a UAD attack. But if I can't hear a single thought of her or of myself, on count of these people wanting to act like total morons, then I have no choice but to take matters into my own hands. "Screw this!" Fed up, I marched over to my bed, not to lie down, but to rummage through all of my belongings. "I'm not staying here. I'll just pretend to get ready for bed, and then—"