The Power Project

Chapter Eleven - Let's go somewhere

CHAPTER ELEVEN - let's go somewhere

Austin

We sat in the dining hall, chewing on bread, waiting for Justin and Nadine's arrival. I wanted to see Nadine, but I was also dreading it. She thought about my twin brother the same way she thought about me.

The door opened, Nadine stormed in first with Justin limping behind.

"What happened to Justin?" Fleur said, rushing to Justin's side and supporting him.

Nadine blanked her and took a seat next to me so I asked her myself. "What happened?"

She grinned to herself. "And he makes out as if he is the tough one, Mr I-am-so-brave-and-strong. He tried kiss me and wouldn't stop, even when I told him too, so shot one of my blocks into it... but it melted so there is just a cut."

A boy from our year at school, Leon, had tried it on with Nadine at a party. It would have gone much further if I hadn't have walked in. It was the first time I had gotten angry and had punched Leon in my face. It was also night that me and Nadine had first kissed and had got together.

I looked at Justin. Fleur had sat him down, she sat next to him. I could see her movement from under the table. She lifted his top and placed her hand on the wound. Justin moaned in pain.

"I am so thirsty, babe, pass me a glass of water." Nadine asked politely.

I passed her a glass and she gulped it down all at once. She looked at me sadly. I pulled her in and hugged her.

"Hey, hey, don't worry. It's Sunday so we have a day off but we have to go to church, but I know someone who will cheer you up." I whispered in her ear.

She looked up at me, her eyes wide. "Who?"

I looked at Luke across the room. He got up and came over, stopping by Nadine's chair.

"Hello little sister." he said, suddenly making her jump.

She turned around and flew on him straight away, hugging him tightly. It was the first time I had seen her smile for a long time.

Justin

I trailed at the back while we walked to the church, I personally didn't want to go. I was an athiest. I didn't believe in God, I was never brought up to believe in anything.

Khloe walked over to me. I guessed what was wrong "Let me guess, Khlo, you've never been to church?"

She shook her head, no.

"I'll tell you what, Khlo, let's ditch church and go somewhere in the beautiful Itlay!" I grinned.

"Let's tell the others..."

"No, they don't care. They won't even notice that we're gone." I muttered.

She shrugged. I took her arm and we ran quickly across the road, ducking behind a car before Maria and Rico could see us. When everyone had turned a corner, I stood up, dusting my jeans.

"Come on, let's go!" I smirked.

* * *

We sat on a bench by the river, I had to admit, this was the most beautiful place I had ever been. But I had never really been anywhere, just Brighawood and around London.

"I am happy I killed my sister." Khloe covered her mouth. "Sorry! It just came out, but she was such a bitch to me... You don't really want to hear this, I am sorry."

I felt bad for what I had put the poor girl through, I opened my mouth to say something but nothing came out.

"I'm sorry..." I said slowly.