i'm packed off to a boarding school in the middle of nowhere...oh and i dont think they're humans

i'm packed off to a boarding school in the middle of nowhere~60

I'm packed off to a boarding school in the middle of nowhere...oh and I don't think they're humans~60

"Let's go back," I said. The others might have been waiting a long time for us, as Kres' cries slowly became occasional sniffles. Not saying a word, he nodded. Man, he must have been frightened badly or something. We made our way back slowly, and the light from my torch began to flicker. "No," I groaned. "Not at this kind of time!" Bam, the batteries went flat and we were engulfed in darkness.

"Can you see?" Kres' voice came out hoarse.

"No," I groaned, feeling pathetic for myself. I should have brought along spare batteries with me. The pack of new batteries were with Blake and the others, and Kres and I would never be able to make it back by dawn. After that, Kres and maybe me would be fried to ashes when the sun starts to rise.

"Get inside my head as you did just now. I might have some idea as to how to get out of here," Kres said. I stood thee, stunned. How did I read his mind earlier? Kres put his hands on my shoulder. "Close your eyes and breathe deep. Relax your mind, then focus on the people around you, in this case, me. Do you feel something like a thin thread waving at you? That's the outermost of my mind. Grasp it with your mind and I will let you in."

I followed his instructions, and, congratulating myself mentally, I slipped into his mind. So this is how it feels to go into someone else's mind, huh? I didn't get to explore before, and a part of me wanted to explore, although another part of me chided myself for wanting to dig into people's memories.

There was a thought, a fresh one, formed less than a minute ago. Kres had thought of letting me into his mind and, using his night vision, we'l be able to get back to the others. 'Now, I'll let you into my sight, and I will be right behind you, so that whatever I can see, you'll be able to see, and I'l help push you a little; you might not be able to multi-task about this so fast."

With Kres' help, we soon made it out of the twists and turns, and it felt great to be back to myself mentally. Honestly, being in the head of a guy is embarrassing enough for both of us. Somewhere deep down in his mind, I had sensed reluctance in letting me into his head. It must have been tough on him.

When we reached the guys, Blake hugged Kres first, followed by Kes, and then the others. Blake hugged me too, placing a kiss on my slightly sweaty forehead and then asked me whether I was hurt or not. "Absolutely okay." I replied as Sam served us the food they had cooked in the absence of Kres and I. The first bite took me through heaven; I had became very hungry on the way back and I couldn't resist gobbling up the food. "Hey, superwoman, leave some for your superman too!" Blake snatched a piece of hotdog from disposable plate and grinned at me playfully as he stuffed it into his mouth.

"There's no superwoman here," I stuck out my tongue at him. "Poor superman."

"Yeah, poor me. My Christine thinks to abandon me," he looked at me with sad eyes which I knew was fake.

"Don't you dare go making me feel guilty. Like it or not, I won't let you go."

"That coming from you, eh?" Blake took another hotdog from my plate, chewing on it with his wicked strong jaw.

Just as sudden, I felt an after effect of entering Kres' mind: I wanted to get inside Blake's mind too, just to satisfy my curiosity. I stretched out with my mind, hanging onto the thin thread of Blake's mind and tugging on it, but to no avail. Apparently he had locked his mind.

Blake's eyes were wide open as I lifted mine to his face. "You can start to read minds already?"

"Of course I can! Do you mind opening up your mind for me, or do I have to simply assume that you're cheating on with another girl or boy?" I smiled sweetly, knowing that there was nothing Blake could do to avoid this. Sooner or later I would have asked him anyway.

As Blake groaned an "oh man!" Sam boke into laughter. He must have heard what I had said or picked them off my mind. He laughed out, "Blake, you have my support, don't tumble down, okay?"

What could be so funny that even Sam knows that I don't?

"I want to know!"

"No, girl, girls are not allowed to know. Guys too, but Sam caught onto my mind and yeah, well, he knows it." Blake shrugged innocently. "But you don't have a need to know."

"All the more you should tell me. Shouldn't I have a right to know?" I acted pissed. Really wanted to know, gah....

For a moment Blake looked as if he was reluctant, but almost immediately, I could feel something edging towards me mentally. His thoughts. Let's see what he's thinking about. What I saw shocked me momentarily. Did he have to keep thinking about me like this each and every minute? There was no one else but me.

"Okay, you're spared from my wrath. Consider yourself lucky," I told Blake, completely satisfied. Then, from out of nowhere, Blake pulled a hotdog from out of thin air and began eating it, but only to stop halfway and laugh at me as it disappeared into thin air.

"How did you do that? To take it out of thin air and make it disappear?"

Blake burst into laughter. "That's your little punishment for forcing me to show you my...beautiful gallery of you. I merely played with your head; plant the picture into your eager mind. Clever, aren't I?"

Ass.I threw at him.

Petty.He threw back.

From that, I laughed. It reminded me of when I had just reached Dark Night, when Blake and I had been at loggerheads with each other. Then suddenly we've become so close to each other. A lot of things had really happened in such a sh Had they caort time, and I wonder what's happening back in school. Had many more people died? Had they caught the killer? Have they resumed lessons?

"Pretty, what are you thinking about?" Blake sniggered.

I flipped him off. "It's not like you don't know?"

"I'd rather you tell me by yourself."

"I don't understand why you hated me that much in the beginning."

"Oh. That."

Kres came by to sit with a plateload of food that I'm sure Kes had piled up for him. Blake stood up. I'll let you both have a short chat. Kres, if you try anything funny, know that I won't let you off."

"So, how are you doing? Everything okay? What did Amelia do to you?" I asked him, trying to make conversation out of this awkward situation.

"So far, so good. She did nothing, really. I just...over-reacted."

"Is it really that simple? Amelia's well known for her 'unusual appetites', you know." Honestly I didn't believe that he's okay just because he says so, after all, he had panicked when she moved closer to him.

"Yeah, it is." Silence followed. I looked at him. He was shivering a little and his arm trembled as he fed himself. "You know, I've never been comfortable around girls. It's been like this ever since I was younger. So far, you're the only girl I can trust because you're not like other girls. Maybe it's because I know you're not interested in me."

"Who says so? There can be trustworthy girls who are interested in you! You'll never know until you let them in!"

"Nah, not with the little show we act out. Twin gays, huh." Kres laughed at himself. "I'm just ruining his future. He can have a beautiful girl who loves him and not get paranoid at all. For me, I'm hopeless.