Bright

Part 7 - Not Sick

Ding Ding Ding

    As each camper of our faction starts to settle in their respected cabins. Sydney pulls me outside leading me out to our factions main campfire pit. Unexpectedly Joslin, Sarah, the nurse and even Jane all surrounding the pit waiting silently for me to sit down. Their stares pierce right through me as if I was being stabbed with tiny needles. Everyone was dead quiet and I felt like I was on a deserted island all alone even though I knew I wasn't. After a few minutes I couldn't stand silently sitting in front of the campfire; I had to break the ice.

    "Well is anyone going to explain to my why no one is speaking, or are we just going to stare at each other until we grow old and die on these benches!" I say catching my breath. Linda rises switching seats with Sarah sitting next to me in the process.

    "How are you feeling Fiana?" Linda asks, holding my hand as if I was mourning over a loss.

    "Im fine! Why does everyone keep asking me that?" I question, "For the past few weeks everyone, even Jane, has been acting strange asking me if I'm feeling ok, or if I am sick or not,"

     "We just worry about you," intervenes Joslin.

    "If you're feeling lonely you can always talk to me you know that right?" Asks Sarah, "I know how hard it can be to adjust to the new campers"

    Appalled at what everyone was saying I stand up and continue to defend myself, "Well I am perfectly fine; I am not lonely and by the way I even made a friend."

    "We all know you talk to yourself; theres no need to hide the fact that you have an imaginary friend" said Jane, smirking with a slight chuckle. That was the last straw I thought to myself. I take two steps forward and punch Jane directly in the face, which knocks her out.

    "FIANA," roars Sarah, "Go back to the cabin and think about what you just did...NOW"

    "Yes ma'am," I reply in a guilty manner.