Chapter Twelve: Pathetically, No Savoir…. Maybe
I wanted to run. I wanted to cheat and escape and return to my cabin mates. But I knew that that would result in the punishment of my team as well as me. I had been waiting on the ground for a while now as the rude boy watched over me. By now he had settled onto the ground before a tree. He would occasionally mutter something rude to me, but I just ignored him, hoping that my team would hear my desperate mental pleas.
I wished that this would turn into some sort of fantasy novel where my cabin and I develop telekinetic powers. We would figure out that we’re really members of a secret race of perfect humanoids who also had special powers like my own. We would then embark on the journey of a lifetime that involves my very existence.
I silently decided that that would make a very good book and set the idea aside for later.
“What’s your name, anyway?” I asked the boy. I had no reason for why I wanted to know; I was just curious.
“Pffft! As if I’ll tell you!” he scoffed.
I shrugged. Figures that he wouldn’t. He’s rude and snobby, so why would he? I wouldn’t tell him my name either.
Suddenly, the noise of quick footsteps approached us and I sat up. A tall figure flickered through the trees, reminding me of the work of amateur animators, all choppy and flickery-like.
“Hey!” they called. “Butt-head! Stop picking on my camper!”
Cora! She was still out here? I found it hard to believe that she had survived on this side this long without getting captured. She must have returned several times back to our side. Lucky. I couldn’t even go onto the other side without getting captured.
The boy, on the other hand, seemed to be trying to decide whether or not to chase her. He had stood up and was switching his gaze between me and Cora.
At last, he sighed and said, “Oh, whatever. You’re not going anywhere.” With that, he took off after my councillor.
I felt glad that he had left, but now Cora could be in serious trouble.
Also, why did she draw him away from me?