"Five?
"Lexa?" We both shared a smile as we pulled each other in for a long, overdue hug. "Where have you been?" He asked me in disbelief.
"It's kind of a long story," I said with a shrug. "Basically, I was sent back to my past, which is technicall...
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I stood in a long line outside of the large training room with the orphans from Miracle Home, along with all of my friends. We were about to begin our training for the day, but there were guards positioned outside of the doors, stopping every lettered section of kids and talking to them about something. I wasn't close enough to the front of the line, so I was unsure about what was going on.
"Did you guys find anything in the library?" Bree asked, breaking the silence between our group.
"Not exactly," Henry said. "We found a bunch of newspapers, but one date is missing, along with a couple cutout articles and pictures."
Zara rolled her dark eyes as she crossed her arms over her chest. "So, technically, you guys found nothing."
"Well, I wouldn't say-" Henry sighed as he struggled with his words. "See, when you put it like that-"
"Yes," I cut him off. The brunette boy sent me a look but I just shrugged. "You seemed like you needed some help."
Henry shook his head and returned to the previous topic of our conversation. "Alexa believes that the missing information is stored in Silas' bookshelf," he spoke quietly.
"Where's that?" Bree questioning him with a skeptical look on her face. I could already tell that she wasn't fond of the idea.
"His office," Henry replied. "She'll be sneaking in with the help of Leo and myself as soon as we find some free time."
Bree glanced between Henry and Leo before her eyes landed on me. "You trust these two enough to help you sneak into the office of the man with 'evil' as his last name?" She asked as if I was crazy. Maybe I was because of this idea and the two boys I was taking with me.
"Henry is smart and Leo is experienced," I said simply. "Besides, I know what I'm doing."
"What are you talking about?" Bree exclaimed in a hushed voice. She was trying to remain calm and quiet in an attempt to not cause any commotion or attract any unwanted attention for us. "You've never broken into anything before!"
I chuckled softly and sent her a look that said otherwise. "Yes I have."
"When?" Bree asked in disbelief.
I was about to give her an answer until I remembered that the current Alexa hasn't broken into anywhere or snuck into any places. I couldn't exactly tell her that I have—or will—in the future, which is technically my past, but I'm living in the actual past that is really just the present. That wouldn't make any sense at all, so I just went with an irritated huff, "Just trust that I know what I'm doing."
"Alright," Bree gave in. "I trust you." I sent her a nod and a small smile and she returned the gesture.
We all moved forward in the line as kids began to enter the training room. There were two guards standing by the door. They appeared to be the same ones from the night we were all taken from Miracle Home.
