It was past midnight, I couldn't find it in myself to get some sleep. The team I had been working with as my mother's estates management section consisted of- Catherine (myself), Xavier, Ben, Jack and Candara. But right now we needed another member to help out with the tasks (a spy to get information from sites). So, we were recruiting.
But the candidate we found couple of weeks ago was actually a suitable one. But, the real problem was that she was actually a tad bit troublemaker. And my brother's girlfriend. Yes, the blonde, Clara. Also, Candara's younger sister.
A lot of relations she has got i guess. But, Main thing is we need her to be loyal and honest to us and dishonest to other with discretion to other about our little management group. Cause according to law we are still minors and other would see us as amateur....so, yeah.
Fast forward, after a long break- a post break-break up break actually. I finally, returned to school! yay!
Everything was going pretty nicely at first but then things took a drastic turn when I was almost killed....yes, killed.
It all started when, the bastard Stefan got allotted as my partner for the chemistry experiment on the new chemical model, our little project to end the year with.
It was the last stage, I think when I went to use the rest room. Pretty sure, I came back after 5 minutes, cause I really didn't go to the rest room. Before I went though, I told him to switch of the gaslight when the bubbles starts to arise. AND WHEN I CAME BACK, THE GASLIGHT WAS STILL ON! I quickly ran to module before it blew up. Right when I got there it blew up.....
Thankfully, there was a metal tray beside the module with tools on it, I grabbed to shield myself. The tray got much of the damage covered, but my palm got a little burned around the edge. It stung like hell when the the nurse bandaged it up back in the infirmary. Fuck him! Can't believe he tried to potentially harm me!
But gotta say this, it was satisfying to see him get a big fat D for being irresponsible. And for myself, I got a A not bad. At least, not a B. The rest of the day beside that incident was pretty hectic, though. Catching up on the missed lectures, prepping for the tests round the week, fitting a few study session with my tutor. At the end of school decided to stay back for a practice sess. Sam(Samantha) also stayed back.
"That's it for today!" the coach informed us, picking up the balls. "And, Catherine you stay back for a bit." I guess she heard about the rumors. As always, everyone peeled away after a few minutes.
MS. Johnson(Basketball coach): so how's your hand? heard about the break up though....
Catherine: yeah it's alright. It still hurts kinda....may be should see a doctor?
MS. Johnson: Probably....( stands up from the bleachers) you know I was exactly like you when I was in my college freshman year. Didn't have anybody to talk to at that time. You know, I am always here to talk to right?
Catherine: yes, I do know. you always have my back, Melissa.
We said our good byes and parted our ways. It was around 6 when I got home, Sam dropped me off (Thanks Sam!).
Anyways, the day was already pretty tiring and with a burned hand....you can already guess the rest.... John wasn't home, as usual. I ordered a veg- pizza. Ate that, showered, brushed, drank my fill of milk before siting down to call home.
A hour long convo with my mum really helped me to decompress. After that reviewed some files with Xav(Xavier). And finally got to bed. The sleep that night was nice and peaceful.
But little did I know what awaited me the next day.......
