We woke up that morning feeling as alive as never. After breakfast, we were supposed to have therapy, but Arabella said we could skip it, and she would explain to her boss later. We stayed in the living room until it was lunch time, were our plan began.
Kieran walked toward the table were the most problematic people sat, and started screaming as loud as he could. One of the girls sitting there, stood up and started beating him, but Kieran was strong, so the girl took the most of the punches. Soon enough it was everyone against Kieran, so the guards decided to step in.
Arabella walked to the door that leaded to the bedrooms wing and ran away, trying to avoid the guards. A few minutes later she came back, hiding something on her pockets. She sat back on the table and handed me a walkie-talkie. — Here. You'll need this when we escape.
I nodded and kept eating, watching how the guards tried to separate everyone.
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Now we had free time, so we had to keep it normal. We were escaping during dinner time. Kieran was pretty much bleeding from everywhere, but that didn't stop him from making out with Piper.
— Are you guys dating? – Arabella asked to Dandy and Tate.
— Yeah, we are. – Dandy nodded and wrapped an arm around his boyfriend, as Tate blushed and buried his face on the crook of Dandy's neck. They were even more clingy than Kieran and Piper, but Kieran and Piper were more like sex partners, and Dandy and Tate were more...like a 13-year-olds couple.
Arabella smiled at the couple and got lost in her thoughts again.
— Seriously, guys. Stop kissing, you'll literally die again if you don't stop already.
Kieran raised his eyebrows at Tate, who had never said something at least a little sassy before. I laughed as hard as I never had laughed, feeling the tears in my eyes. Dandy was laughing too, even Piper. We didn't know what would happen after we escaped, so we tried to enjoy every minute we could together.
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