My Secret, My Bully, My Mates

Chapter 0154

“Sam told them that Sierra and I were evaluating their performances during patrols and they came to ask for help. I guess they are worried about

failing if Kaley’s dad can't rig anything in their favor. They've probably never had to truly work for something before” I shrug, turning to put my book

back in my bag.

“Huh. You need to eat something, you are not gaining weight fast enough and you are tiny enough as it is."

He slides a tray with a sandwich, chips, veggies, fruit and water on it towards me, then turns and just leaves.

I just blink and take another deep breath and try to remember that he is taking care of me in his own caveman way. It’s a sign of him trying to mend

fences that he came over in the first place and as much as I want to throw it away to show 1 am still angry with them and I don’t want to prove he is

right.

But I am hungry and the doc said I wasn't eating enough for my activity level, so I eat everything, quickly, then get up to throw my stuff out and head

to our next class without a backward glance. The presence of six bodies behind me tells me I have a full escort this time.

days are more of the same mundane routine, but I really don’t mind routine. Sometimes with all the chaos, having expected

are supposed to

any better, she wasn't as big of a pain

similar about Jeanie

training tomorrow morning we are getting ready in the Luna's suite for

ready by 7pm because Martha wants to see us at the diner first before we

explode at her for telling me what our plans are for this stupid

ball is wearing my nerves though. She has talked of nothing else all day

thing about the ball twice as we walk between classes. I am also doing the mental math

get ready

peace with going with her and the guys and I have determined myself to have a good time, even if it is for

have one more class for the day

taking turns “hanging’ out

and Delta Kyle trust me in there by myself. None

though and I can’t decide if I am more happy or

she asked if we could use the packhouse gym for convenience, and the topic returned to

at the packhouse. We apparently have to have a different

to the dance.

She told me this morning that our “after- dresses’ will be hanging in your room

missing.” She keeps rambling as my eyebrows