Hades

Chapter treinta y tres

Emma's PoV:

I quietly munch on my sandwich, not feeling the will to be a part of today's lunch conversation. It's Monday and the weather is just a perfect reflection of my mood today. Actually of my mood those past few days.

Hades has made it difficult for me to even enjoy having Bradley at our table. As much as I want to ignore Hades' absence and move on, I can't. Although it's been four days, since our argument, I still think about it.

I can't get the thought of him leaving me, out of my mind. Not only leaving me at the moment, but in general. I feel like he didn't even give me a chance. I did defend Bradley, yes. But that doesn't mean that I've chosen my friendship with Bradley over my 'coplication-ship' with Hades.

"Everything alright?" I hear Zada ask me from across the table, making me look up at her and notice all the attention on me. I just nod my head, giving her a small smile.

"Where's Hades?" I hear Brooklyn ask and I shrug immediately. I really don't know where he is, but he's probably at home, still mad at me for being friends with Bradley.

"Shouldn't you be at the library by now?" She asks with concern, making me let out a laugh. Bradley joins me after a second.

"What?" She asks, looking around the table. The other girls just shrug and raise their eyebrows, silently questioning our sanity.

"Well, do you wanna say it or...?" Bradley asks me and I shake my head.
"No, go on." I say, my mood slightly better.

"She kind of met me at the library every day. I never wanted to eat with the jocks, like I used to. And Emma, being the kind girl she is, kept me company when I hid in the library." He explains, making me smile at him.

"Oh. Why didn't you want to sit with your team anymore?" Brooklyn asks him, making him look at me. I shrug, not knowing if he should tell her about the real reason. Because I didn't tell them about his sexuality yet. The only one who knows is Zada.

"I don't know. I just didn't feel the need to be surrounded by them anymore. I'm actually thinking about leaving the team." He shrugs, making me look at him with wide eyes.

"What?" I ask.
"Yeah. I don't really enjoy playing as much as I used to. Besides, this team doesn't need me." He says.

"What do you mean by that? Don't say that. You're their captain." I say, making him sigh.
"I know. I just, I don't see the point in it anymore. When I'm in college, I won't have time for that anyway." He says.

"Huh." I say, nodding slowly. I didn't know he thought about it like that. We have talked a lot and never did he mention that he thought about leaving the team. But if that's what makes him happy, why not?

"Ugh, don't even start with college." Stella groans, earning a few chuckles. I zoned out again, not really into the topic college. I still haven't even decided what I wanted to do. Not a little thought has gotten into me. 

There's just not much I'm interested in. When I was younger I used to draw. My family said it was good, but they are my family. So I never thought really big of it. Soon, I stopped and now I don't really do anything, really. Some small sketches every once in a while, but that's it. I like animals, so maybe I'll make something out of that, who knows.

The bell rings, making the majority of the students stand up and pack their things, getting ready to leave for class. But all the seniors and juniors where asked to stay after lunch today. I can already guess it has something to do with the BHWF, since only the seniors and some juniors are allowed to participate.

After a few minutes of silence in the huge cafeteria we hear the doors open and a few teachers, including Mrs. Flitch, and the principal step in, followed by a few freshman carrying a huge golden cup.