Run Away Heir

5: These Aren't Your Essay Notes?

[Slightly Bennomi, I said slight! Coz if it's massive, I'll probably die]

I pulled out my journal again, when I realized that they're actually gone for an hour.

I began to think...

Hey Journal! (Since I don't want a girly Dear Diary)

It must have been nice letting the world know what I'm actually writing right now. I never felt too emotional. I guess I kept it in for so long.

Jordan is still an idiot. Declan wants to get Jordan out of the base and since he's our... uhmm... computer geek, he can't.

Naomi? Same self. It's just that I can't tell why I don't get mad at her.

I'm not inlove, Article 15 Section 5. Even without that.

So I'll just say that my 'run away' life is still good and yet I still don't regret it. Yes, dad keeps on sending me voice mails but I atleast don't care.

Till next time with the run away heir,
Bennett Frazier

Lame note, I can tell. So I decided to go down at the kitchen and cooked some food for the three hungry people that will be coming back soon.

I cooked some fries and some chicken wings as well, okay, I'm completely generous at the moment.

I suddenly heard a thunder clap, and I cursed. Well what can I say? It's really a curse. I mean, it was just a sunny day earlier then rain suddenly started dripping outside.

What's taking them so long? That was just ice cream?

"I might as well pay the earth to have a perfect day but I can't," money really can't buy you everything. I'm glad that I know that.

I covered the stuff I cooked and went back to my room.

As I opened the door, I saw someone inside.

"What the!?" I exclaimed.

The person suddenly looked at me, and what the heck! It dropped my journal.

"Be-Bennett?!"

"NAOMI?!"

"What the heck are you still doing here?" I asked, okay, with emotion of shock. Great, she's in big trouble.

"I-I could explain, I forgot where I put my diary and-"

"-your looking for it in my room? So you've been here before?" I cut in.

Why am I not even angry yet? Okay, I sound angry.

"Well the last time was earlier when Jordan asked me to put a box in your room..." oh so that was the box, wait till Jordan comes back.

"I was writing my diary while he asked me to do it and then poof! Here I am," she explained.

I crossed my arms and rested my back on the door.

"So why aren't you with Jordan?" I asked.

"I was too busy in my room, looking for my diary," she answered.

"And what are you reading?"

She gulped and backed off a bit.

"Ahmm... nothing," she replied and I shook my head saying, "My journal."

"Wait, these aren't your essay notes?"

I literally face palmed, she has been listening to Jordan way too much. I think I should start separating these two.

And in case that you think I'm jealous, well no... I just don't want another idiot.

"How much did you see?" I asked out of the blue.

She avoided eye contact, great, now I'm starting to guess.

"Uhm, just a few pages... until the page of a drawing of a girl," she replied.

Thank goodness.

"Who is she?" She asked out of nowhere.

"Just a random girl," I said. What? That was an honest answer. What do you expect me to say?

She picked up the journal and gave it to me, then I just placed it on my desk.

"Now help me find my diary," she snapped.

Then we started looking around, by around I mean looking around the whole base.

"Found it!" Naomi said while waving her diary besides the stairs.

"Found what?"

Then we both turned our heads at the door– I mean bookshelf secret entrance.

For the sake of man kind, Declan didn't fall for the dart... but guess who did.

"Looks like a twist of fate," Declan announced.

Then he showed that he was actually pulling Jordan's foot.

"That's impossible, how did Jordan possibly fell for that trap, for the first time?" Naomi asked.

"It's simple, really... He's an idiot," I replied.

"He got excited to get cups for the ice cream and actually forgot about the trap," Declan explained, leaving us to mouth the words "ohhw."

After a couple of minutes, Jordan awoke from his death (well I wish that dart piece has poison when it comes to Jordan so he can really experience death), and he gasped in terror, realizing that he actually fell for his own trap... wait, he's too idiotic to think like that.

"What just happened?" He asked while I just continued eating ice cream. I don't really bother answering it.

"You got poisoned, we thought you're dead. And Bennett was about to call a funeral service," Declan joked, making Jordan glare at him..

"You fell for the trap," Naomi explained with a "duhh" tone before scooping a spoonful of ice cream.

At first Jordan didn't believe it but then he felt pain on his shoulder.

He cursed out loud and they secretly laughed and I rolled my eyes at them.

I still have to think about life...  I mean, literally think about it.

My phone suddenly beeped, I received another message from Bentley,

Banquet tomorrow, be ready with your 'friends'. 6PM at home.

You don't know how bad I want to throw my phone right now.

"Is anything wrong, Bennett?"