Summer Camp

Chapter Eighty Four

  Just like fire, burning out the way
If I can light the world up for just one day
Watch this madness, colorful charade
No one can be just like me any way
Just like magic, I'll be flying free
I'mma disappear when they come for me
I kick that ceiling, what you gonna say?
No one can be just like me any way
Just like fire

~ P!NK, Just Like Fire

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**Alex's POV**

"Wake up," I whined shaking Cayla's shoulders.

"What," she mumbled into a pillow.

"Come on," I said, shaking her again, "We're going on a fieldtrip."

"It's the middle of the night," she complained, "Let me sleeeeeep!"

"No," I tell her, "Come on, we're gonna go see someone."

"Fine," Cayla agreed, pretending to be angry. I toss her the robe that I had from the King. She wrapped it around herself. She was wearing short bottoms and a tight shirts. I was dressed in a plain shirt and shorts.

"Come on," I tell Cayla, opening up the door. I grinned, happy that it wasn't locked. For a while I had been locked in at night, but I had a feeling that they left it open in case I had a night time visit with the King.

We sneak out of the room quietly, and I giggle. It was fun, acting like nothing was wrong. I liked pushing my problems aside, it's so mush easier to pretend that everything was fine, easier that dealing with your problems. 

"Where are you going," a deep voice asked from in front of us. In the dark hallway, I could barely make out a man in a guards uniform. 

"We're going to see the King," I tell him, praying that he'd believe me.

"Fine," the guard said, letting us pass through the hallway. We walk past him, staying quiet in the dark hallways. We randomly pass guards, but no one questions us. 

"Where are we going," asks Cayla, in an annoyed voice.

"Come on," I tell her, "We're going to see someone.... I think that he's a friend. Please, I just needed to leave the room. It'll be fine. If he's not there then we can just explore the castle. 

"Fine," she said, "But hurry up." I lead her down the halls, going to long way around the castle. We go past stairs, and corridors that still hold mysteries to me. Until we get to the familiar room, one that I visit way too often. 

"Is this a hospital," asks Cayla.

"Yup," I tell her. I try the heavy metal door, which is unlocked. I enter the room, guestering for Cayla to follow. The hallway lights were off, but I could see a faint glow from far down in one of the main room. I start down the hall, following the lights, and start to hear people talking.

"Come on," I tell Cayla. I slowly creep down the hall, until we're just outside the door of the room that is occupied. I put my finger to my lips, telling Cayla to be quiet, and press my ear against the door.

I hear muffled voices, but nothing more. 

"Who's in there," asks Cayla.

"I don't know," I tell her. Suddenly the door opens, I stumble into the room, falling. 

"Umph," says someone as I fall into them. They grab my shoulders, steadying me. I look up to see Harry, he has a slight smile on his face, but he looks tired. His eyes had dark bags and were bloodshot. He was wearing a plain tunic with pants. I was aware of his chest, and how it looked good in the shirt.