Disclaimer: I own nothing but my two characters Michaela and Ebony
Ebony's Point Of View
It's the last week of camp! This morning was no different than what was previous I didn't look at Carlos, I chatted with Kendall and but what was weird was that James took Makayla outside to talk in private. But it probably wasn't so private considering all of the immortals at the table heard him. When James came back he dragged me out by the arm.
"What?" I asked annoyed.
"I know what's up with Michaela." he said seriously. Then he explained it all to me.
"So what do we do now?" I asked.
"Well it has to be well thought out and permanent so it can't be undone or made worse. So how about the lake tonight after dinner?" he proposed.
"Yeah sure-wait will Carlos be there?" I asked.
"I don't know I'll ask him"
"If he's going I can't come"
"Come on Ebony it's been almost two months since the break up you need to at least be able to talk to him"
"No I don't. And like I said before if he goes I don't" I said sharply walking away since the bell rang.
I heard James sigh and mutter "Great yet another problem we need to fix"
"No you don't" I called over my shoulder.
The day went by as normal Nick was smiling his usual fake smile and was bearable for the day. The kids were there were there usual cheery selves. During dinner I headed straight to the lake and saw that Kendall and Logan were already there along with James who was leading this meeting. I took a seat and listened while we planned something to fix problems.
"Well as you all know that Michaela and Logan are going through a rough patch right now. And I'm assuming that you all know why well any ideas on what we do at this point" James said.
"How about we have a safe environment that they talk in and have them sort this thing out" Kendall proposed.
Logan stared at the floor he was still feeling really guilty about causing the whole thing on accident but still causing it.
"That works but when and where" I asked.
"How about the dance on Saturday and Outside on the tables they're going to put up" he said.
"That works. Logan what do you think" I asked him.
He just nodded silently and I was so thankful that everything would get all better come Friday, hopefully.
"So we done here" I asked getting up.
"Sure enough" James said not getting up.
"Aren't you all coming to dinner," I asked.
"No we got some more business to handle tonight. We'll see you later" he said evenly.
I shrugged and headed off to dinner opposite of me was Carlos walking the opposite direction I didn't care why. It was now the day of the dance. If it weren't for a nice outfit being on the list of things to pack I would've gone in jeans and a t-shirt. I was there about an hour into it in a black cotton dress with grey leggings and black pumps. Michaela follow in a black and white cotton dress with white leggings and black pumps.
I was there just sitting and chatting with other girls and guys there. Michaela was dragged out of the room courtesy of James and I was left to be by myself. She didn't come back in for about an hour but I knew they would resolve it somehow. A couple guys asked me to dance but I refused I was good until one guy I didn't recognize asked me the one that liked to sit by himself I felt bad that he was so lonely so I danced with him until the song came on. 'Hey soul sister" by train the first song that Carlos and I danced to tears started to form in my eyes.
"I'm sorry I have to go," I said suddenly.
I walked outside and sat at the table and buried my face in my hands trying to stop the tears from falling.
"So you remember this song too," a voice said. I looked up to see him
"This is all your fault" I spat and stood up. This is the first time I've cried since the breakup
"You lied to me and convinced me I was the one then kissed that whore!" I yelled shoving him.
"And yes you kissed her!" I was now crying and getting angrier by the second
"I hate you!" I scream and then started to punch his chest until my knuckles hurt too much to move my hands.
"Why would you do that to me?" I asked staring at the floor he wrapped me in a hug.
"Why would you do that to me?" I sobbed into his shoulder "What did I do wrong? Why wasn't I good enough?" I asked not expecting an answer.
"I'm sorry," he whispered. "
Get off of me!" I said pushing out of the hug and running to the cabin tears blurring my vision.
I went to bed immediately and I slept dreamlessly.
It was really early I couldn't help but get up it was the last day of camp thank God. I was outside by the gate sitting on my suitcase staring at the road as if staring made the bus come faster.
"Hello Poppet" said a british voice behind me.