Page 367 of Knox Academy Omnibus
“Hello?” I say, knowing that it’s Adrianne because I texted her earlier.
“Can you tell your pain in the ass friend that you only need a couple of sets of clothes and your toothbrush! Why is she packing everything?”
“We don’t know how long she is staying,” Elsie chastises.
“She doesn’t need three power suits, three bikinis, and fourteen pairs of underwear.”
I laugh at their bickering. “Elsie one pants suit, one bikini and half the underwear. Pyjamas would be nice too.”
“Fine,” Elsie huffs.
“And only Adrianne can drop off my clothes to the security at the front gate because they’re not letting anyone in until this whole mess is cleared.”
“Okay, boss, I’m on it.”
I send Baxter a text to see if there’s an update.
Amelie
Any news?
Baxter
Not yet, you’ll be the first person I call.
Amelie
Okay, don’t kill anyone.
Baxter
I make no promises.
The mood in the room is tense. Sawyer is typing away on his phone. Onyx and Slate are staring off into space and Kalen disappeared fifteen minutes ago. I put my phone in my pocket when I hear Kalen snicker. I turn my head just in time to see him pop Onyx in the side of his head with a nerf gun bullet. Onyx roars in anger while Kalen laughs. “Ammo is in the kitchen, it’s a safe zone,” he yells, taking off back the way he just came.
I look at Slate and he smiles. We both stand at the same time and race to the kitchen.
“Winner gets to see me naked!” I yell, to make sure everyone joins in.
Onyx overtakes and beats us to the kitchen, snatching a gun off the table and clearing out before we can see which way he went. We hear girly screams coming from Kalen, so Onyx must have found him. I snatch a smaller nerf gun from the bench and a handful of bullets. I make my escape, and see Kalen has set up buckets around the house with extra bullets. I make a mental note of where some are placed as I race into the living room and duck behind the sofa.
“Come out, come out, wherever you are,” Onyx taunts.
I stand and fire, but the bullet falls short and he looks down at it in front of his feet. He snatched a gun that can shoot bullet after bullet, and runs towards me. I scream and run out of the room, bumping into Sawyer. I use him as a human shield.
We’ve been running around shooting at each other for over an hour when Frost walks into the hallway. Kalen shoots at him, and he stands there with his hands on his hips shaking his head.
“I don’t know what’s going on here but Amelie, Adrianne dropped off your clothes.”
He points to a suitcase by the door. I thank him and he nods. With one last unamused look, he walks away.
Two days. Two freaking days we have been locked up here like prisoners. We ran out of things to keep us amused. The weather is damn freezing again – even though the guys think it's good weather, they forget that where I’m from this is winter weather, so the one time Kalen convinced us to go skinny dipping was enough for me. Nerf wars are only fun until Kalen declares war at the most inconvenient times, like when I’m in the shower or in the middle of the night. And all the sex is mind blowing, but the not knowing what’s happening is killing me. Baxter hasn’t responded to any of my messages. Sawyer paces the damn halls half of the day.
“Is anyone hungry?” Sawyer calls from the kitchen. I follow the amazing smell of chicken into the dining room.
One by one we all file in and sit around the large table. Sawyer has cooked us all a roast dinner, Aussie style. I still can’t get used to Yorkshire puddings, they taste like deflated rubbery rolls. It’s super weird and must be something you just grow up with, like vegemite.
Sawyer hands me a plate loaded with chicken, corn, peas, roasted potatoes, carrots and pumpkin. Slate slides the gravy boat my way and my smile is so big it hurts my damn face. I miss Sunday roasts with my family. It might not be Sunday, but the thought he has put behind it makes it special.
