MARINA
I was the chef for the night. I made this whole selection of different Spanish dishes the nuns used to make. The ones Hèctor used to eat. I laid out the food on the table and looked up. Eight was talking and laughing with Lailah. I didn't even attempt to fight the wave of jealousy that washed over me. Was everyone in love with this chick?
She was so pretty and tough and she had awesome Legacies. I gave a bitter sigh and turned back to the kitchen. I heard footsteps behind me and saw that it was Eight.
I turned back and said, 'Oh, hey.'
I finished washing the dishes and walked back to my room, Eight trailing behind me. When I got to my room Eight grabbed my shoulder and turned me around. He lifted my chin so I had to look into his eyes.
'Listen, Marina. Don't worry, Lailah's not even falling for me. She doesn't even like me, and I don't like her. I don't want her, I want you.'
I was still unconvinced. Then he grabbed my waist and kissed me, and I kissed him back. He pushed me into his room and locked the door. He pushed me up against the wall and continued to kiss me. After a while he paused for breath and looked at me.
'Still don't believe I want you?' Eight whispered in my ear seductively.
I shook my head, my eyes sparkling.
'Good, because then you got it so wrong. I want you.'
'Marina! Is the food ready?! We want to eat!' Nine was screaming.
'I'm coming, Nine!' I shouted. 'I better go.'
Eight nodded and intertwined his fingers with mine. We walked out, hand in hand. We sat down next to each other, Lailah at the other end. I gave a death stare, but she actually seemed happy that Eight and I were together. My expression softened.
Nine came and sat next to Lailah and started talking and flirting with her. Lailah could obviously see Nine was trying hard to get together with her, but she didn't seem to mind. Six, Sam, Sarah and John came and sat down. Sam was sitting next to Eight.
Everyone began to dish the food and started to eat. Everyone was having their own little conversations; Nine was talking with Lailah (obviously), Sarah and John were talking and Six and Sam were having a very animated discussion about Sarah and John's relationship.
'Well, since everyone else is having a discussion, why don't we?' Eight turned to me.
'How do you like the food?' I asked.
'It's really nice, Marina. You're a great cook.'
I blushed. 'Thanks.'
Everyone was almost done now. When I was about to get up Eight pulled me back down.
'Meet me in my room half an hour after everyone has gone to bed.' He whispered in my ear.
My face turned red but I nodded.
He smiled and helped me with the plates.