Serena

Chapter 7

Koen's POV

My eyes pride towards the classroom's door throughout the whole morning, waiting impatiently.
I have been on a damn roller coaster over the past two days thinking whether or not she was abducted that night or she had went home safely.

Purposely arriving to school early today, I sat in class watching every single student enter and take their seat. Checking my phone's time.
8:28 A.M.
Only two more minutes left until the bell.
But what if she was abducted... what the hell can I possibly do?
It's not like I have power or the money to go save a random rich daughter of a businessman because somewhat I feel guilty.
8:29 A.M.
I should trust that old fucker's words... she left before the scene.
Another girl walks in and another but not her.
8:30, the bell rings.

Oh my fucking god!

Dropping my head to the desk, my forehead rest on the cold surface as my eyes close trying to think fucking positive. Maybe she's sick today.

"Morning class, just a reminder for you to pay for your camping trips before this week Friday." Mr. Rhones silence the class with the reminder of our senior chemistry camp.

Why waste your money on a school's camp when you can go alone to better sites. I dont plan to go-

"-Am I still allowed to attend the trip though I'm not a student from here?"
Her voice. I instantly recognized.

My head shoots up seeing her sit between Dylan's girlfriend's friend group in the right corner of the classroom and even though she is hidden within the group, I could always spot her first, easily.

"I'm sure you can still go... it's only 4 nights and 5 days. And the date is within your stay here, but I'll double check with the principle."

I'm going to the camp. Period.

Then he started the lesson: Chemistry.

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Serena's POV

I swear to fuck, if he keeps staring at me I'm going to plunge his eyes out with this pen I am currently holding. My patient is hanging on by a thin thread while fire is burning below. Who would've thought I'd see him at a hotel's bar, being a bartender.

Ignoring Koen's presence is like having a conversation with a wall.
It's impossible... so I start to layer a mind map on my tablet to distract myself. My thoughts replays the meeting I had with Aaron and April yesterday.

Aaron had just informed April and I that there was a senior camp coming up in 2 weeks and that we should definitely attend. Our meeting yesterday had given us the time to share the results of our research.

Aaron had figured that there is a sum of 6 teachers involved with Peter Ledger and April had dug into Ledger's old reports of St. Hunter Academy, our true school.

I had shared that Chloe is still secretly in contact with her father through different unknown numbers of coin-operated public telephones. She however is still kept in the dark of where exactly her father's location is.

The school bell echoes stopping my recap of yesterday. Next period is P.E.
Here at North Coast-Field High school, I've learnt that P.E and sports are mandatory whether students select it or not. It appears on the timetable 4 to 5 times a week.