Rena Meers (Ree)
“Well, well, well. You’re not as goody goody as I thought you were, and I’m happy to say so.”
I shook my head in dismay and retreated my head back under my oversized shirt. To say that I was embarrassed by this entire conversation wasn’t a strong enough word – horrified, maybe. But I knew that was just Akara being Akara. Deep down as much as her ‘open’ conversations made me feel like crawling into a cave, I still loved her all the same. She was my best friend. We’d been through a lot together.
After a while Akara pulled out her travelling cushion and nestled into it, quietly gazing out at the view from her window. The silence was a welcoming relief, but I still find myself worrying – this time over Dan. He did say that he’d only heard the last part of our conversation, but that still didn’t stop me from thinking otherwise.
Casually, I looked over my shoulder to catch a quick glimpse of Dan. He, Chad, Percy, Cass and Emily were laughing and messing around with each other which relaxed me a little. But then I caught Cam’s eye. He flashed me one of his charming smiles and the worry came flooding back once again.
I quickly turned my head back and sank deeper into my seat, memories of what happened at Chad’s party bombarding me from all angles. I grabbed the now badly crinkled Teen Vogue and started flicking through it again, hoping it would help, but no amount of Chanel or Kim Kardashian could prepare me for what happened next.
“Mind if I sit down?”
It was Cam. I didn’t even have to turn my head to check – not that I would, anyway. I honestly wanted to die then and there. I wanted Akara to tell him to leave, but unfortunately she did the opposite.
“Sure,” came her reply. “Is it fine with you, Ree?”
I just glared at her. Is it fine? What kind of stupid question –
“Did you want something?” I blurted out. I tried to sound as polite as possible, but it ended up coming out quite rude.
To Cam’s credit, he brushed it off with another smirk. “What is it with you people on this damn bus? Am I not allowed to mingle?” His tone was playful and it should’ve made me comfortable, but for some reason it made me feel even more uneasy. “I was just wondering if you were excited for this?” He was trying to make conversation, and a part of me was touched by his effort.
Unfortunately that was a very small part of me. The rest was still hoping I’d die any moment now just to escape this situation.
Thankfully Akara stepped in to answer for me. “Oh yeah, definitely,” she replied, smiling. “It’s going to be awesome.”
An awkward silence fell, but Cam didn’t let it last too long.
“Hey, I don’t mean to sound rude, but what were you talking about a second ago? You don’t have to tell me if you don’t want.” He directed the question to the two of us but I knew he really wanted me to answer.
I looked up at him for the first time since Chad’s party, and tried to read those piercing green eyes of his. Deep down I wanted to tell him the truth, that I was talking about him, that I hadn’t stopped thinking about what happened between us since it happened, that I was worried about what Chad would do if or god forbid when he found out … But I just couldn’t do it.
“We weren’t talking about you,” I said in the most confident voice I could muster.
I just wasn’t brave enough. I never have been.
Chad Rancic (Duke)
I spaced out for a while. For some reason my mind brought me back to the last conversation I had with my Pops before Rena and I left for the trip.
“Take care of your sister …”
The fact that he even called her my sister pissed me off beyond belief. Rena was my step-sister – she wasn’t even my blood. But I ended up promising to look after her all the same – for the sake of my dad. I knew how much Rena’s mom meant to him. I hadn’t seen him so happy since my mom died. I wasn’t about to jeopardize that because of my damn pride.
I shook the thoughts from my head and came back to reality. For the rest of the journey, I sat chilling with Percy, Cass and Emily, enjoying the old school music that came out of Percy’s guitar. I was a big rap and hip-hop fan, myself, but that didn’t stop me from me appreciating good music when I heard it. And when it came to music old really was gold.
Another half an hour passed before the coach started to slow down. Miss Mulberry stood up from her seat at the very front and cleared her throat to get our attention – of course she had to do it a couple of times before we all realised what was going on and shut up.
“Okay, seniors, we have … finally … reached our destination.”
Her announcement was met by a roar of excitement and a huge round of applause. Within seconds every senior got to their feet and eagerly crowded around their nearest window to get a view of the famous Ferncliffe Forest.
I was grinning from ear to ear. Now the fun could really begin.
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