I look up. Ourania's all blurry. My eyes are streaming.
"That's what you wanted though, isn't it? Her. And me. And when you couldn't get it, you... what."
I blink the tears from my eyes and things become clearer. I stand up straight.
And another …
Really? Navi messaging? In the middle of an argument? I snort in frustration.
I turn away and pick up the tube headset, and think about putting it on. I don't, though.
"I'll tell you what happened," I say once Ourania seems to have finished typi…
On an impulse, I push past Ourania and go over to the tube. I try to peer inside. You can't really see into these things. The panels are all frosted.
It could... I guess it could be Pris. But it could be another lie.
"I find it hard to believe y…
She's lying. She has to be.
"What are you talking about? Pris is..." Dead. "Gone."
I start to back away. Maybe this is her idea of revenge for calling her out in class. She wants me to be hopeful so she can take it away again. I can't believe her.
I help Nadja over to the couch so she can sit down.
"Sprained ankle, I think."
I look over at Ourania, try to figure out what she's doing here.
Nothing good, I presume.
I help Nadja up, leading her over to Ashlee's bunk so she can sit down, and help her get the blue dress on again.
I find my own shirt and shoes and get dressed.
There's a pair of flip-flops next to the bed. They'll do. I kneel down and put them …
Drokking hell. I drag a sheet down from Nadja's bunk and just kind of throw it to her so she can cover herself up a little when Rys comes in.
I palm the door control and the door opens with a whoosh.
"Drokk sake, Rys, she's hurt. You rushing her …
Oh great. I squirm up and off the bunk, and try to get my trousers on as quick as I can.
Not like there's anywhere to hide in here.
"Tell him you're not dressed," I say to Nadja. "Regs are he has to give you some time, if you're a girl."
"Don't." A feeling comes over me that makes my rib cage feel small. Something to do with death.
I think the words, what it would be like to say them, and a keening buzz shoots up one side of my head.
"Don't get too attached to me," I say instead.…
I think about that for a while. I'm not too attached to this pod.
"They could do that, yeah. Maybe. I could live with that. You and me in a new place. No history."
"I made a deal with Malcolm," I tell her, later, when we're lying together looking at the ceiling. "Someone wants me to sign up as a corp. My parents, he said, but I don't know if that's true."
The ceiling's close enough to touch, actually. I reach…
I am losing myself in sating an overwhelming hunger. "You don't ever---" My voice is a whisper, my lips to her ear. "You never have to prove yourself to me."
I will tear this ship in half before I ever let someone take her away from me.
That's actually pretty likely. I wriggle out of the few clothes I have left on and kick them down the end of the bunk.
"You... kind of have some kinks you need to work out, don't you?" I smile and resume the kiss where we left off and think about …
It's almost as if she chose that particular dress for exactly this eventuality.
Turning Nadja in is never gonna happen. Never.
"Infractions" could mean anything. It could mean Nadja being taken away and I can't imagine not having her. I can't imag…
I don't even answer. I don't want to talk.
I brush Nadja's hair back put my arms around her and kiss her again and pull her away from the desk.
When I feel like this, any cool poses or flirting are impossible.
I enter the room and let the door slide shut behind me. Dark in here.
"Maybe I don't want to bare my soul like that, did you think about that?"
I cross the room quickly, unsmiling - even sitting on the desk, Nadja has to look up to look me in the…
I tell Aiden I'll catch up with him in a while. I don't want to be unfriendly but between him and Nadja, there's no contest.
I go to Nadja's room, lean on the doorframe, fold my arms.
"Hey."
I get into the shower fast. I just want to get out of here. Shame the rich kids get separate rooms for the two teams, or there could have been some shameless gloating going on right now.
I am curious about why the game got cut short, though. I'm p…
"A thing is a thing, you know," I say to her. "Anyway. Shower time. We have to get back to the pod."
I go towards the boys' locker room so that I'm moving away from Pax's hand without having to actively brush her off.
I give her an embarrassed sm…
"Well. Don't rush to judgement on how amazing I am until all the facts are in."
I always used to get annoyed by everyone assuming I was stupid just because I was good at sports. I mean, I get good grades. I get really good grades.
But I also mana…
I smile at Pax. "Good job."
It's cooler in here, a lot cooler than the court. I strip down the top half of my speedsuit and let the sleeves drag on the floor.
"I thought that went okay, how about you?"
I smile and wave up to her. I make a little walking motion with two fingers of my right hand and then point, like "I'll meet you back at the pod".
They're starting to turn the floor lights off in the court already, so I jog over to the changing roo…
Oh stomm, man. A-maz-ing. I hurtle over to where Rys is standing cool as ice and give him a big, delighted bro-hug. High fives all round.
"You're a legend, Rys! A drokkin legend!"
Honestly? I think I'm just gonna watch Rys do his thing.
I move up just beyond the halfway line to cover for Rys - in case the Power are able to counter-attack on the break. With a man down, that's unlikely, but better safe than sorry.