KARA
Kara was pissed off at herself for not noticing the trap before she stepped into it. It was even more frustrating to have to listen to Bolt’s lecture. She knew better, and she didn’t need some man to tell her that.
They set up their tents, and Kara chose to sleep alone. Bolt was annoying her, and she knew that if he was sitting by her, she wouldn’t be able to resist talking back to him. It was better that they get some space for the time being.
She lay there, staring up at the tent. She listened to the sound of the night, cicadas and low rumbles serenading her. She normally would be lulled to sleep by the sound, but on that night, she could only ruminate about Bolt.
Bolt, f*****g Bolt. She had vowed to herself, ever since she was old enough to date, ever since her parents started
