My Secret, My Bully, My Mates

"Back to Audrina though. She's jealous that you came in and took her place as the favorite. Although, I think being the favorite was all in her head. From what I hear, most people didn't like to work with her because of her superiority complex. She tears people down and makes them, instead of giving constructive criticism to work on and get better like you do."

"I still think you're crazy. There's nothing to be jealous of. I'm just me, I just want to fight, nothing spectacular."

"We'll agree to disagree, I'm not arguing with you about this. It's almost time, do you think we should grab anything? We're going overnight, but didn't get a whole lot of information."

I might bring a sweatshirt to have a layer if they make us shift on the fly. I wish someone would teach me the whole 'shift and keep your clothes' thing." I say as we take our things back to the

same time, but once of the best things about Mina is she doesn't need to fill the silence with noise or

Nickolas' wide imposing frame filling the doorway, but not stepping in. His light hair and blue eyes normally leave him looking, not inviting, but not scary. But just like at the meeting his gaze is hard and judgemental. He was forced to collect us and he is openly not happy about it. He does not want us or me on this mission and my heart falls a little more. Those old feelings of not being wanted, not being good enough from my dad creeping back in. I have

with this, pretend like it isn't the elephant in the room and hope for the best? At least Mina is with me, we'll just truck through this recon mission and I will keep my eye

with dark tinted windows. We both move to the back and climb in. No one is in the passenger seat, but neither of us want to be alone with Nickolas in whatever neverending mood he