So sorry! I know it's been two months. Anyway, here's the next chapter. Hope it was worth the wait!
Nina's POV
As I woke up, the first thing I thought of was my American friends coming to visit. The second was that I would be late for the first day of school if I didn't start moving. I quickly jumped up and promptly noticed Amber still asleep. I threw a pillow at her head as I ran to the wardrobe to get my clothes. "Amber!" I yelled, "Get up! We're going to be late." She groaned but dragged herself out of bed. We took turns in the bathroom and got dressed. Great, I thought, now I can't find my other shoe. I groped under the bed hoping it might be there when my hand bumped against something. Looking underneath my bed, I saw the box that my Gran had given me. She had said it was my mother's. Next to it was my shoe. Sighing, I grabbed it and headed to the kitchen. I would have to wait to look at the box until after school. I grabbed a piece of toast and ate and talked with the rest of the kids until we had to leave. Fabian and I walked together talking about pretty much everything and nothing. He really is the perfect guy. Mr. Winkler's class was first. He was pretty cool, but I still wondered why he joined Victor's group last year. I also wondered how he was going to react today.
I took a deep breath and walked into History. I quickly went to my desk and snuck a quick peek at Jason. He looked paler than usual, but when he caught me looking at him he turned white as a ghost. I barely noticed Fabian sitting down next to me or saying my name until he nudged me. "You're staring," he whispered. I blushed and looked down. "Good morning class," Mr. Winkler said, "For those of you who are new, welcome and my name is Jason Winkler. You can call me either Jason or Mr. Winkler. And now…" He started his lecture. Surprisingly, the rest of the class was uneventful. The bell rang, but before I could leave Jason asked me to stay behind for a moment. "Nina," he said as I approached his desk, "I can't begin to apologize for everything that happened last year. Would you tell the others for me please?" I bit my lip uncertainly but nodded slowly. I wasn't the type to hold grudges. "Okay," I replied, "but one condition. Would you at least tell me why?" He sighed and nodded then told me of his disease. I was surprised, but it kind of made sense. After I told the others what happened, they all reluctantly agreed to forgive him, except for Patricia. She was adamant that she would hate him for the rest of her life. Sighing, I headed for my next class.
The rest of the day was pretty much the same. Teachers involved in the Society would see me or one of the Sibuna gang and turn pale then start their class like they did usually. They always asked one of us to stay after class and try to explain what happened last term. It seemed to happen to me more than the others, maybe because I was the Chosen One. The last class of the day was Drama. We did our usual exercises and at the end of class, Jason announced that we would be having a talent show. He told us that it would be in a several weeks and that if we wanted to perform there was a sign up sheet at the back of the classroom. I didn't sign up right away because I wasn't sure if I should. We walked back to the house. When I walked into my room, I remembered my mother's box. With my hands trembling, I opened it. What I saw next made me drop the box in shock.
So? What's in the box? I know because I've already written the next chapter. If you want to find out sooner, review. Feel free to leave your guesses for what Nina found!