The Lost World Of Victa

Chapter 11: A Presage of a Future

Leta and Kyler led me through different tunnels than before, but we still ended up in Miss Fane's office by the end. Leta opens the spinning bookshelf by touching her hand to a pad off to the side. It scans her genetic code and recognizes her as one of the people authorized to open the door. We land in Leta's room, panting.

Kyler smiles, "So, you're one of us now..."

I smile. A month ago I would've shuddered at the thought of doing what my dad did, fighting against those stronger than us, but now, I'm in the rebellion and I'm proud.

"Yes. Yes I am."

My necklace glows dimly in response, as it's proud of me too.

The bell rings and Leta shoos us out of the room. Kyler and I giggle.

We sprint to math class and struggle to pay attention.

I can't believe Kyler has been just going about, living his normal life with this big secret. I just want to shout from the rooftops that I want everyone to be free. Not a very smart strategy. Thankfully, I don't see Jameson. I have to prepare myself.

What is it with him? Why did he suddenly gain interest in me?

Why is it that when he stares into my eyes, I feel like he can see every aspect of my soul, including the part that used to like him? You know, that middle school crush that every girl has. I, the ever hopeless romantic, loved Jameson all throughout middle school, even though he wasn't the nicest. If we're being honest, tweenage me was into that thing.

And I know a part of me will always see him the way middle school Lily saw him.

I feel like he knows that. I feel like he's punishing me for that. He's superior. I can't have feelings for him.

How I am going to last long term? I couldn't even survive one night of being Jameson's maid. What is in store for me tonight?

Japanese and Gym go by quickly, and ET rolls around. Kyler and I sit down by Connor and Cameron, and we focus on our project, though I'm still stuck on Jameson.

Why did I act like everything will be okay?

"Lily."

I'm not going to survive tonight. Jameson might use another love spell or some other strategy to get me.

"Lily."

What if he sees my hand? It proves I'm a rebel, and there's nothing I can do to deny it, not that I want to.

"Lily."

He's going to hand me over to the authorities. I'll be thrown in jail, but first my mind will be probed, just like Sil's dad, and the hideout and Leta and Kyler will be found out.

"Lily."

It'll be all my fault.

Or worse.

Maybe Jameson won't hand me over to the authorities.

Maybe...

Maybe...

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"Breathe."

It's the Keeper.

"Breathe, Lillian," she whispers in a motherly manner, and I can almost feel her hands caressing my face.