Chapter Nine - The Enemy

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June didn’t feel safe being out in the open again, not after that awful prank. It had scared the crap out of her so she’d retreated her dorm room. Again.

This is pathetic, she thought to herself with a frown and gazed out the window.

Everything had calmed down once the teachers came out to take over the Orientation Day, personally escorting some of the tour groups instead of just leaving it to the committee.

June sighed and flopped back onto her bed. Just when she thought she was going to be alright at handling the randomness at Evergreen, she was proved wrong.

And she really needed to stop cowering back in her room.

She blew through her lips heavily and clutched her phone to her chest. Could anybody really blame her? After living her life in ignorance, she was thrust into a new world within the world she lived in and was so used to. Maybe June just liked the fact that despite all the freakish superpowers displayed here and there, her room seemed to be only thing that stayed normal.

It was like a good grounding position. Her gravity, almost, that could keep her sane.

An hour later and the door burst open. In stumbled Max, wet from head to toe with a towel wrapped around her head and draped across her shoulders. She was still dripping across the floors and made a trail as she stomped over to June.

“Were you here this whole time?” Max squeaked, her eyes bulging. “I waited for you and almost missed my cue for the demonstration!”

June sat upright in a flash. Guilt filled her chest once she realised why Max was wet. Which also explained her swimsuit.

“I’m so sorry,” June apologised regretfully. “I was on my way, I swear. But there was that huge prank in the yard and I kinda got scared and well – you know I’m still not really used to this school so I just came back here . . .” June trailed off and cringed at how pathetic she sounded once she put thought to words. Just great.

Max sighed. She released her hair from the towel and it fell in dark straggly locks, adding to the puddle of water at her shoes. “Alright, I forgive you. I was sorta worried you got lost or something.” Max frowned then draped the second towel across the one on her shoulders. “It wasn’t a prank, by the way. Redwood wouldn’t have the nerve to do that to us on a day like this with that much skill.”

Max shook her head. The look on her face indicated the sudden shift in mood from angry to pure fury. And June was just glad it wasn’t directed at her.

“Oh,” was all she managed. June racked her brains for a more intelligent reply. “If it’s not a prank and not by Redwood, then who did it?”

“The teachers won’t tell us but one of my telepath friends said she caught a thought from a teacher,” Max explained. She lowered her voice and her eyes darted about as if there were possible eavesdroppers.

June and Max were the only ones in the room.

“But they think it’s the rebels.” Max’s voice was hushed but there was no mistaking the dark undertone.

“Rebels?” June echoed. “Well that’s new. How come I’ve never heard of them?”

“We don’t really talk about them much,” she replied and sat down on her bed next to June’s. “They’re not really our concern. The adults and the school takes care of that and protect us from them. But it doesn’t mean we don’t know about them.”

“Not really helping.”

“Did you know that Evergreen is the top school for people like us?” Max told her.

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