Chapter 10: The Watcher
Since they had insisted that she would be escorted home, Cagalli insisted that she was to be met two hours after the final bell, and that it would take place a couple of blocks away from the school. She also stressed that she wanted it to look as normal as possible.
Looking at Kisaka, her escort, she sighed. He was stiff as ever, arms folded, face stoic, as he waited by the black car that they were to enter.
The car looks normal enough, I suppose, Cagalli thought. It would be better if he wasn't waiting for me. He's dressed too formal.
She walked over to him.
"Good evening, Cagalli."
"Hello, Kis—"
Cagalli caught sight of someone, just across the street, staring at them. Her eyes widened.
Flay…
Flay leaned against a traffic pole, arms folded. Even from the distance, Cagalli could feel the iciness from her glare. She wondered how long Flay had been over there. Out of all the people who could have spotted them, it had to be her. Flay was the last person she wanted to see.
As the weeks went by, Cagalli began to recognize who Flay was. She was the daughter of George Allster, a former governor of one of Seed Republic's regions: the Southern Region. They were never formally introduced, but spotted each other a couple of times at either a hearing or gala. And ever since they started school together, Flay never seemed pleased by Cagalli's presence.
Cagalli had hoped that Flay did not realize who she was, but, if she didn't before, she might have clued things together in the moment. Cagalli's heart pounded.
"Is something wrong?" Kisaka asked, taking Cagalli out of her trance.
Her eyes drifted back to her escort and she feigned a smile.
"No," she said. "But I would like this to be the last time you pick me up...at least for a while."
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