Chapter 8
"Aw, why can we go with you guys?" Holden said eating room service.
"He said that you, Star, and Kate have other things to do like show off the blog and get more people involved." I said looking through the news for anything important.
"What, like traveling the world?" Star said, looking up from a sightseeing magazine.
"That would be pretty cool," Kate said, looking up from the magazine too.
"So basically while their traveling the world and meet new people, food, and cultures we get to get stuck in a boot camp for one month?" Ratchet said looking at the brochure that was in the envelope.
The envelope had a presidential key for a room in one of the top hotels in Washington, a brochure of the training camp, and a time and date of when I can see him again.
"Aren't you guys nervous about going?" Kate said looking back and forth between me and Ratchet.
"Depends if we are even doing this yet," Ratchet said making everyones eyes meet mine.
"I think I'm going to say yes," I said trying to sound confident. "I mean what other opportunity like this is going to roll down our path again? So why not take it?"
"Fang's right, I'll do it with you!" Ratchet stood up and.
"Of course you will I'm not doing this alone." I said meeting his eyes.
"I'm going to miss you guys," Kate said looking between me and Ratchet.
Right when she said that my cell phone went off. I got it out of my back pocket and looked at the caller id. It said Max.
"Are you going to answer that?" Ratchet said raising his eyebrow.
"Yea," I got up and walked out of the hotel room. I couldn't have them hear about the whole Dr. Hans thing. "Hello?"
"Fang?" Max asked.
"Yea," I said. It felt weird to hear that same voice that I killed.
"Um…Thank you for saving Angel…it means a lot." She said. I could hear Nudge in the background wanting to talk to me.
"No problem, look Max I got to go." I said looking at the time and noticing my meeting with James is coming up.
"Where are you going?" She sounded worried.
"Uh," I can't tell hear. I don't know what it is but something is keeping me from telling her. "Don't worry about it." I said coldly.
"But Fang-"I hung up the phone and just starred at the screen. My heart was pounding.
Why? Why do I still feel this way about her?
My phone went off again. I looked down at it waiting to see those three dreadful letters but instead it was a superficial number. "Hello?"
"Ah, Fang good to here I got the right number." James said. "I actually wanted to know if you have your answer yet."
"Um my answer is," I went quite as my mind trailed off thinking about Max and how pretty she is But the Dylan came in the picture. "Yes!" I practically yelled.
"Wow! Good to hear you're excited," he said quietly chuckling. "Please meet supervisor with Ratchet at the airport right away!"
"Yes sir, but what gate number?"
"B-14 and only bring the clothes on your backs and I'll see you in a month!" He said then quickly hung up.
I walked back into the hotel and met with Ratchet's eyes in a second. "Time to go," I said.
He got up from the chair and went over to me, "Let's do this." He gave me a hopeful smile.