I sat next to Navia and Skye, talking about random topics.
I managed to push away my sadness about Notre Dame de Paris, and it worked for a while.While talking happily, Isaak walked up to us.
"Hey, ladies ? Can I take selfies with you ?"
We nodded, and he started taking selfies, us posing next to him."but..what for ?"
Navia asked, slight awkwardness in her voice.
"You know, for memories."
We nodded again.I wasn't at all surprised with someone taking pictures of me and my friends, but that person was Isaak. It was alright.
But later, I realized that I should have paid attention to those pictures..
Later :
The Exhausting Journey Set :I sat quietly next to Allison, who was texting.
I was actually studying, but Allison was sort of distracting me with the sound of her typing.I got a text.
Millie.
Hey, we're coming.
Received 2:21 pm.We ?
I questioned myself.
Yes, We !I entered the restroom to adjust my look.
Then I sat outside, reading a book trying to pass the time.I felt someone walking up to me.
I looked up to see Millie, and behind her four boys.
Finn, Noah, Gaten and Caleb.I hugged Millie tightly.
"oh my god, Millie ! Thanks so much !"
I, then, let her go, and hugged each of them, happiness jumping out of my chest.
We immediately started chatting, and I was quite excited to start filming The Teacher with all of them....
"well, we'll see you soon, Adelle. Thanks for welcoming us."
Caleb said, and I smiled.
"No problem, guys. Have a nice day."They muttered a 'thanks' as they left, Millie said goodbye and left with them.
I sat down and scrolled down my phone, checking Instagram.
I was still happy, but then it hit me.
Where did Barron go ? Why hasn't he arrived yet ?He must've had something so important after school. Apparently important than me.
OK, I'm making myself upset for no literal reason.I got a text a few minutes later.
Please come. It's an emergancy.
It was from Isaak, and it was sent a few seconds ago.
I wondered what could be so urgent so it can be sent over text.But then I decided to suck it up and go back to the set.
I couldn't find the driver to my limo, so I took an Uber, which took a few minutes longer than expected.It took me a while to find the Uber driver, and took an even longer while so he can get to the set.
I walked into the gates, trying to quicken my pace.
I kept wondering what was urgent, and when the table they were all gathered around came into the view, I tried to get words out."Hey, guys. What's going-"
I stopped in my tracks when I saw a few photos printed down, seated on the table they were gathered on.
They were the selfies we took this morning, but then, they weren't.Each one had something weird in it, but if you looked closer, you'd know that the figure in the selfies is the same.
For a minute, I wondered why did that figure seem so familiar.But then it hit me, and I struggled to find words, shocked.
"M..Mars..?"
To Be Continued..
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Mystery / ThrillerThis is how I imagined my (rather perfect) life when I was writing The Exhausting Journey. Adelle Macron has it all. Perfect looks, perfect family, perfect lifestyle. Or so what everyone thought. Adelle was forced to go to her former elementary sch...