The Survival

Chapter 9

I would love to say that I went to the lunch, that we had a lot of fun and now are best friends forever and we will marry each other. But no. I chickened out.

I admit it. It was my fault. I hid in the room and faked to be sick. Childish, I know.

Also, I didn't tell the girls about the lunch, since I had no intention to go, it would not make any difference. At that time, it sounded like a wonderful plan.

Plan:

• Tell only some parts of my conversation with Nathan.

• Occulting the invitation for the lunch.

• Pretend to be sick the next day.

• Pray to the Gods above.

Let's just say that it seems like I don't have a guardian angel, and if I do, he hates me and he convinced the other Gods, angels and maybe demons to gang up against me.

The lunch day Nathan came up to my room and wanted to talk to me, he was so determined to do just that, he almost crashed the door, no kidding. When I thought that I was safe, later that day the girls came thundering through the room asking for an explanation.

The plan was a failure.

The girls were pissed with me and Nathan wouldn't even talk to me after that. I should be happy that finally Nathan left me alone, but I was feeling the opposite way. I never wanted this to happen, and now I messed up. I would catch a few glances from Nathan that were thrown my way, but they were always accompanied with frowns and his lips had the corners turned down. It was like this the whole week.

We are all waiting for the teachers to arrive, it seems like they have something to tell us, they probably want to have a little speech with us.

Me, the girls and the boys are all together in a kind of a circle, Beth and Lucy are by my side and to my luck Nathan is in front of me. Even though Lucy is at my right she doesn't notice me, she is to engrossed in the chat that she is having with Ed, those two became so close this week, it's unbelievable, Dylan is talking to Sarah, Beth is painting her nails, and I'm sitting here, felling Nathan's gaze on me.

If you want to ignore someone isn't it supposed to be, well... ignore them? Because Nathan is doing something wrong here. I can feel the daggers he is sending me.

I can't look at him, I can't. I wish I could, but something holds me back, so I keep my eyes focused on my top while my fingers play with the hem of it.

"Anyone has any ideas of what we can do next week?" Beth speaks, still treating her nails.

"Party. We're going to go to every bar and club, and live while we're young." Sarah replies really quickly, her eyes shining that show her excitement.

"Besides that." Beth waves her hand to empathize her words.

"We could simply walk around." Lucy suggests.

Beth's eyes finally leave her nails and focus on Lucy. "Eww, no, I'm tired of that."

"Then come up with anything, your majesty." Dylan says with the main purpose of upsetting her.

"I wanted to do something spontaneous, that we haven't done before, that would make you have your adrenaline on high."

"Go on a rollercoaster, your adrenaline will get on the pick." I mutter to myself; it didn't work kind of well, Beth slaps me on the forehead to express her discontentment.

"Don't be an idiot, Kate."

"Impossible." I hear that simple word from Nathan's lips reaching my ears.