❝Sometimes it's better to let them go,
even if the truth hurts
and my bitter truth was that he left in the winter,
I hope he found his spring.❞
When 18-year old, Zoe Lunette, finds herself sitting with a boy, at the edge of a cliff she rea...
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The next morning, Augustus asked if he could borrow my phone again and I refused, rather haughtily if I was being truthful to my guilty conscience. In my defence, I had a really bad morning.
It was so bad that I could probably list a twenty or so. Not twenty but maybe five. Anyways, my morning started with my mom frantically calling me to tell that my twin brother fractured his middle finger. Don't ask me how but the thing was my mom called me at three in the morning to sob her worries to me, who was sleeping peacefully and it was Everetts turn to scowl at me. Of course, I tried to keep my anger in check, but it might be possible that I snapped at her again. It wasn't long before I apologised to her but she just flipped me off and I suddenly remembered my brother again.
Apparently, my brother was showing someone the finger when a ball suddenly hit his hand.
With that in my mind, I barely managed to sleep, so I had a terrible headache. My headaches are so severe that it causes dizziness and so I slipped in the common bathroom. Luckily for me, no one was around at 5'o clock in the morning to get a cold shower. I hit my forehead to the blue tiles of the bathroom floor and now had redness and swelling at the right side of my head.
We were right now standing in pairs in the middle of the open. My partner is Augustus who is staring at me probably contemplating whether or not to ask about the swelling. He looks like he is in deep thought, his eyebrows knitted together with probable confusion as he stared at me without blinking looking at me like I just grown another head. I didn't bother asking him what was wrong but instead just stared back at him. He seemed to have snapped out of his trance and started making awkward noises.
He was wearing a blue shirt and it was highlighting his pale skin, he turned away and smiled a bit before looking back up at me expectantly. "So...?" he asked. I stared right back at him trying to make it obvious that I'm not going to tell him anything until and unless he asks.
Our little awkward moment was paused as our team instructor slowly led over to the dining hall where the other groups have already situated. There were five long wooden tables arranged side-by-side.
There were five other groups, the Alphas, Betas, Gammas, Deltas and Omegas. We were named after random Greek alphabet. Each team had about 10 pairs each. They made sure that none of the participants were partnerless.
"Settle over here Team Delta. We have a few announcements to make before the breakfast," commanded the same guy I had received my entry pass from. He was the managing director I suppose.
