CHAPTER 7

Shelby turned on Sophie and didn't know what to do, what to say. She was blank and no expressions could be read on her face. Sophie came over and looked at her. She also took a quick look in the bathroom but Shelby was standing in front of it.

So : You lost something Shelby ?

S : Um, no, why do you ask ?

So : It seems like you were searching for something and I thought…

S : No, I didn't lose anything !

So : Why are you answering angrily ?

S : Oh I'm sorry Sophie. I'm just not feeling that good and I'd like to sleep.

So : Did you sleep a bit ?

S : Not really. I haven't really been able to close my eyes.

So : You know why ?

S : I'm just a bit nervous I guess.

So : About what ?

Suddenly Shelby realized she was opening herself and talking much more than she wanted. "I have to stop or Sophie will know" Shelby thought. "I have to act like usual. But what is usual ? I don't know how I usually act ? Does 'normal' mean something for me ?". She wasn't with Sophie anymore but deep in her thoughts. Sophie noticed it.

So : Shelby, are you there ?

Shelby quick left her thoughts where they were and came back to what acting normal meant to her. At least the way she thought she was.

S : Sure, why ?

So : You seem a little … well it seemed like you were elsewhere ?

S : Just thinking.

So : About what ?

"Oh caught again" Shelby thought. "What am I gonna say now ? Great Shelby you're so smart you can find something unsuspicious to say !".

S : About going back to bed.

So : Are you sure everything's ok ?

S : Yeah. Just want to sleep.

So : You know I'm here if you need me.

S : Yeah, thanks Sophie.

Sophie left the dorm and walked in the grass towards the living room. "There's definitely something going on with them" she thought.

Shelby went back to bed and succeeded sleeping a bit. Sophie decided to call Peter to see if everything was fine with the kids and tell him about Shelby searching for something. Sophie took her talky and called Peter.

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On Peter's side everything was going fine. Daisy was still complaining about walking in the woods and getting bored. Juliette was walking near Scott whose mind was elsewhere, probably with Shelby, Juliette thought. Auggie was walking near Juliette trying to figure out what she was thinking about. "Maybe she's thinking about me" he thought. Ezra wasn't saying anything. Peter hasn't spoken for a while, letting the kids think about what they could share, a memory, happy or sad or anything else.

P : Come on guys I'm sure you have something to share with the others ?

He looked back at the teens and saw them focusing on their own thoughts.

P : Remember that's not an option. So we're going to sit right there and have group now.

D : If you say so.

P : Thanks Daisy. I knew you'd agree, he said smiling. Everyone sit down !

Everybody sat and Scott kept walking till Juliette gave him a little punch on his arm. Then he stopped.

Sc : What is it Juliette ?

J : Don't you see everyone sitting on the grass ?

Scott glanced at the others.

Sc : Yeah well I don't see why we need to sit now ?

Peter stood up and walked over to him.

P : To have group.

Sc : Now ? Why ?

P : Because I decided it. I'm sure you and your mates have something to share, a memory or something.

Sc : Yeah, whatever.

P : Come on Scott it's…

Sc : Yeah I know, it's not an option.

P : At least you got that.

D : We all do.

P : What ?

J : Peter you say that all the time so we know it.

P : Great then we can start.

They went to sit next the others. Peter looked at all of them to see who could have more to share. As none of them seemed to have something they want to share he picked Daisy.

P : Daisy you go first.

D : Great ! Why me ? I'm sure Scott as more to share then I have.

Sc (sarcastically) : Thanks Daisy.

P : Tell us why you hate the woods so much.

D : I told you I didn't want to speak about it.

P : Fine but you have to say something. Even a small thing.

D : Okay you won this time. Um. I remember walking in the woods when I was a little girl, with my parents.

P : Okay and why is that bad ?

D : My father was drunk and he told me things a 9 year-old girl doesn't need to hear from her father.

P : Okay. Thanks Daisy for sharing. See you could do it !

D : Yeah.

Peter looked at the others. Scott was thinking again.

P : Your turn Scott !

Scott stopped thinking, shook his head and looked at Peter.

Sc : What ?

P : Are you with us Scott ?

Sc : Sure, why do you ask ?

P : You seem a little elsewhere.

Sc : Just thinking.

P : About what ?

A : Shelby for sure.

Sc : Yes and so what ?

P : Don't be angry you have the right to think about her you know.

Sc : Great to know that.

P : So why were you thinking about her ?

D : That's not fair. I had to share a memory and he can just talk about the girl he loves.

Peter knew why he was asking Scott that. He was hoping to get somewhere and knew a little something about what's going on with him and Shelby.

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