Nathan Prescott
Nathan couldn't stop thinking about the image of Kates eyes today. The guilt was laying harder on him than ever. This was absolutely his fault.
I've caused so much pain… But I can't tell anyone… I can't.
He felt a buzz in his pocket and lazily whipped out his phone.
Victoria sent at 6:56 PM
Nathan? Wtf just reply already. You got the party supplies or nah?
Ah. Yes. Sometimes he forgot that the majority of his 'friends' are only 'friends' because of his 'resources.'
Victorias not like that though. We're the only ones who really get each other, she's just nagging me for the sake of the other kids.
You sent at 6:57 PM
Yesssss vic chill im coming
Nathan popped up from his bed and glanced to the bag of totally-not-suspicious-items at his feet. He put on his sneakers, snatched the bag and left the room.
Once in the hall he scanned behind him to check for David the security guard. After the first time David caught him with booze the man had watched him like a hawk, and Nathan was not ready to hear it from his father again.
The coast was clear, and Nathan was on track for Vortex Club hideout numero uno, the lighthouse.