Adopt a Yognaught

Chapter 29

I still had a bad feeling about the party that Luke invited me to. I don't know why, but it seems like I shouldn't go. I will, though. It seems like the least I could do to repay my boyfriend. I mean, he gave me a ring, and tries to be a loyal boyfriend. I have to repay him somehow. 

Anyways, I kept hearing Simon and everyone whispering to one another. I knew it was about the party, but I can't help remember when they all avoided me on the day they planned to take me back to the orphanage, and the day I ran away. 

It gave me a bad feeling, but I can't help that. I wish it would go away, that my mind can stop doubting. I wish that I could feel comfortable in my own home. 

I couldn't even tell my therapist this. I had to write it down, because if I tried to speak my mind, I would break down into sobs. He nodded in understanding, and after reading the notes I wrote, he scribbled down on his own notebook. 

Since then, whenever I try to explain something, I write it down.

When my birthday, Friday, approached, I was worried that I'd have to come up with an excuse to sneak off to the party. Luke said to meet him in front of the school, that no one would be there at ten o'clock. We would head to the party after that, which was quite a few blocks from the school. 

On Friday, when I got picked up at my therapist, I knew something was up. First of all, Sam picked me up, with Martyn in the passenger seat. He didn't have bandages on his leg anymore, which is good. He probably has a scar, though, where Harry had cut him with the machete. 

The machete, by the way, has been given back to Duncan, but since a few of the Yogscast members are probably terrified of it, he shoved it in the back of his closet and promised never to take it back down. 

Anyways, Sam and Martyn kept looking at each other with a glint of mischeif in their eyes. They asked how my day was, and I answered with the same, 'Fine'. I could tell something was up, and I knew it had to do with my birthday. 

"Why aren't Simon or someone picking me up?" I ask. 

"Why, do you not want us to pick you up?" Martyn asks with mock hurt in his voice. 

"No," I giggle. "It's a nice surprise that you're picking me up, but you haven't done it before, so I'm not used to it, so I'm wondering why Simon or someone hasn't pick me up, so will you answer my question?" 

Martyn and Sam looked at each other, and burst out laughing. 

"That," Martyn said. "Confused me." I giggle. 

We pull into the Yogtower's parking lot, and get out of the car. We head to the doors, Sam and Martyn looking at each other, then to me. 

When we walk through Yogtower's doors, I immediatly sensed something is up. It was quiet, too quiet. In Yogtowers, you hear chatting, laughing, and joking. This was quiet. Secret quiet. I smirked. 

"What's that smirk for?" Sam asks. 

"Oh, nothing," I say, still smirking. 

"I wonder why it's so quiet," Martyn says suddenly, with lots of sarcasm, and I refrain from laughing. Sam gives him a look, a playful but stern look, and Martyn shuts up, but with a smile on his face. 

We walk down the hall, getting closer to the lounge, and I figure out where the surprise party is. My office is right across from the lounge, and I start to in my office, to see how the other two react. 

"Hey," Martyn says. I stop, and turn around, a smirk on my lips. 

"Yes?" I say, crossing my arms. If they weren't sure before, they knew now that I knew what was up. Sam laughed softly and placed a hand on my shoulder.