You Swore - GC Story - Summer 1

Chapter 8: New Revelations and Explanations

Word count: 3045 (a shorter one ik)

Eva's POV

I woke up with a massive headache. I wasn't sure if it was from the late night, the ten pounds of food I had eaten last night, or the harsh knocking sound coming from the cabin door. In my groggy state, It took me longer than it should have to process that information. When I finally put together the lack of the automated alarm and it being replaced with a human one, I jumped out of bed and ran towards the door. 

I caught Rayane just as he was leaving. The sound of the door opening was enough to jolt the other girls out of bed. Kara made a highpitched noise that could have been a word, if lowered three octaves. In addition, she pulled her sheets up as to cover her body, even though she wore a sweatshirt and sweatpants to bed every night without fail. 

Clara and Space, being used to Rayane's entrances at perhaps inappropriate times,  just smiled and greeted the young councilor. Amelia, less accustomed, but more lucid than Kara stared awkwardly. 

"Wait, Rayane, did we sleep through the alarm? Or are you just super, super early?" I ask, knowing either was a possibility. 

"I couldn't sleep," he replied, as if that was justification. "Plus the alarms about to go off anyways. But, since you guys are my favorites," he said, smiling widely. "I thought I'd tell you some more information about the dance."

This quickly got Clara's and Amelia's attention, and they jumped out of bed. Space was partially interested and propped her head up on her pillow. Kara seemed to care even less and went back to sleep. 

"Don't leave us in suspense!" Clara exclaimed, met with a groan from Kara. 

" Well, what do you want to know?" Rayane asked.

"Are we allowed to take other people?" 

"When is it?"

"How dressy is it?"

"What is the theme?"

Everyone spoke at the same time and Rayane held up his hands to stop us. 

"One at a time! Yes, you can take other people. It's two weeks from now. You can be as dressy or casual as you like. And- here's the exciting part: there's going to be a council that will decide the theme." Rayane said, answering all the questions. 

Even Kara seemed excited when he mentioned the council, at least, excited enough to open her eyes and pay a little attention. 

"Yep, the council will decide the theme, music, decorations, and food."

"Wait, does everyone that wants to get to be on the council?" Clara asked.

"No, each cabin that wants to will send two people. If they can't decide, I'll pick. The cabin members are going to be representatives though, so you have to represent everyone's ideas." Rayane said, his announcement was met with groans and long faces, bar Kara, who still had the face she wore every morning: a mixture a high crackhead and a whiny toddler. 

"Well, got to go, people to see, other cabins to notify," Rayane left just as quickly as he came, leaving the cabin door swinging open. 

"One day he's gonna walk in on one of us changing." I say, sighing, Rayane, though I loved him, was exhausting sometimes. 

"I hope so, he's kinda a hottie," Clara said, and we all looked at her like she was insane.

"Clara, your gaydar is way off," Space retorted, starting yet another chaotic day.