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Pod Eight? I mutter under my breath, "what, my bed not good enough for you any more?" And follow them. I keep my distance, a turn or two back and follow more or less by ear. How to they get to Pod Eight?
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I sit there and shiver every now and then. The confrontation has me all nerves, and then the relief of not having to stand up and face Zola... although in a way I wish I had. I hear that voice, "drokking Mark?" And I have no doubt who he's with. I…
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I sense Tabitha lingering there and glance up from her feet to look at her. She gives me that little look I can't help but crack a little smile and nod back. I shift in my seat, pull my knees to my chest and suddenly things feel a lot better.
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I realize I'm breathing too fast and try to calm down and not do or say anything to make whatever just happened worse. As it is... I said my piece and I stood up... well... sort of. I spoke up, at least... and it feels almost like I've won. Can tal…
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Zola lays into me, I start to say something a couple times but she's too fiercely going off. Each word pisses me off even more, trained athlete, cool, collected speedball star, well so drokking what? I want to stand up and shout back at her, put h…
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I let out a sharp breath and lean slightly away. I don't look at her but I coldly crow back, "I don't give a stomm about Mark!" It's the first thing that comes to mind. The part of her taunt that stings the most, maybe. Anger knots up in my chest …
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The hell? Looks busy, first instinct is to just turn around and go before Zola or someone takes offense to my existence. But drokk that... and my eyes narrow as I note that (of course) Mark isn't here. I nod my head just a bit to Tabitha as a ste…
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It's quiet in there and that just makes me worry even more. They're snogging on the bed or something, right? Or... wait, would I hear that? I strain to listen closer but there's no more clues, are there? I almost knock on the door... curl my finger…
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I stand there until the door clicks shut, then slide to the ground, back to the empty bathroom door. I finally let out the breath I didn't realize I was holding and just have to laugh at myself. "What was that all about?" I quietly ask nobody. Rys …
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I quietly tap on the door with my knuckles, totally aware that Rys is watching me play out my little game of pretend. I feign listening for a moment then crack the door, take a brief look, and close it again. "Oh... she's uh... totally drokking in …
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I set down the food bars on the little desk while he talks and lean a shoulder against the bunk bed to wait for Rys to finish. Really? Fine... can't give up the game now, can I? But at least I can have a little fun. "Afraid to peek in the little gi…
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That's a surprise. I stand in the doorway tight-lipped with my armful of bars. I glance up at the corporal and make a curious "hmmm" sound. "Well... thanks," I take a couple steps inside and turn to face him from the doorway, "she probably just...…
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No. Not while I'm with the corporal. I just let him take me back to the room and try to put on a good face for Nadja... hey, at least I got some food. I was hoping to score some blisstabs at least, but I guess that has to wait. Funny how he seems t…
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Just great. The guy who likes me because I drokked with his mind is giving me advice about the girl who I know hates me, and is only nice cause of him. Fantastic. It's all fake, and I know it can't last. But it still doesn't feel good for him to sa…
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Fun? "I... uh... wouldn't call it fun. No... but it helps you deal, you know? With stuff..." But it's not bad... of course I was forced to take all this stomm, but it wasn't all awful. But it's not for me idiot... I have to smile on the inside. I…
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Last thing I want to happen, "oh... no no... Rys you don't have to do so much for me. Really. This is plenty." I hold the food bars in both hands, making a bit more of an armful of them than necessary and looking like I need to go or risk dropping …
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"What?" That's seriously the last thing I expected Corporal Rys to say. Offering me contraband? Drugs? Why does he think I want drugs? I suddenly wonder if he knows about the other night before curfew. Was he monitoring us? Why would Lucas and I ev…
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Yeah. It's cold as I pad along next to Rys. I keep glancing back expecting Nadja to be shooting evil eyes my way but she seems weirdly satisfied. I end up just watching the floor ahead of as we go, not wanting to add fuel to whatever fire I've lit i…
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Not sure where to look as he comes in and looks at me like that. Nearly makes me giggle when he stumbles over whether to call my by my full name. I feel Nadja come up next to me and he ignores her. Which feels kind of nice, actually. He asks if I'm…
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My instinct is to shrink away from her, just avoid her touching me like that. But I hold my breath as she arranges my hair. I watch her fingers touch her tongue and... just eew. Nadja's nasty spit in my hair? I think about what's been in that mouth.…
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This is turning into a nightmare. My face in my hands I shake my head. First, I drokk up and alter Rys, then I brag about it to Nadja, and now she's pushing me into this? I'd rather forget the whole thing happened at this point and just hope Rys is …
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She tries to unlock her navi and I crane my neck to see if we've got the feed back. I missed half of what I wanted to do with all the excitement. And we've missed lunch, haven't we? "Yeah, I am hungry, but..." I inhale through my teeth and shake m…
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What she... why the hell does she have better sheets than i do? How have I never noticed? Isn't everything the same around here? I just scoff at that quip about never asking, like if I had asked she would have coughed them up. And holding these in …
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Gross, and does she really want me to believe that? It was all Mark's idea? When she's on my bed it's uncomfortable... and Nadja's sudden change of heart about me now that she thinks I can get her perks? hHow drokking fake it feels. But... but why …
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That squeal annoys the stomm outta me, when she's talking with her friends and I'm cloistered in my little space unable to come out or be included... just grates on me. I don't laugh with her, just sorta sit and take it with a slightly pained smile.…
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It starts to get a little uncomfortable. After all I'm totally making this up and she's not exactly my friend... she sits on my bed and that's just... kinda uncomfortable. Nadya gets too close to my face and I'm forced to glance away, "he.. uh... y…
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Closer than I ever wanted to get to Nadja, when I look at her face like this all I can imagine is her snogging on Mark... It's like I can smell it on her breath... just nasty. I'll play along, "yeah, the corporal isn't some ordinary guy," I shift s…
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Drokking Nadja, does she think I want to talk to her? But not like I have many choices, and this lockdown is lasting way long... though I like how suddenly it's 'we' when there's privileges involved. But sure, I'm desperate enough for something to…
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Mark? Ugh... he stops outside the door just before lockdown for a second then moves on. For a second I thought he would get locked in here with us. Wouldn't that be great? Nadja is a fool, fiddling with the lock like a caged test monkey. She must w…
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Who has the most strings on me?