ALEXANDRIA
For a group of Alphas hailed as the strongest in the academy, James and Chad looked ridiculous.
They were in the middle of the stream, playing chicken like overgrown children. Zeus sat high on Chad’s shoulders, gripping his head for balance, while Wesley steadied himself atop James. Water splashed wildly around them as they lunged and shoved, trying to knock the other pair off.
Chad’s laughter echoed through the clearing, utterly shameless. James, on the other hand, remained quiet as ever, his expression barely changing even as Wesley nearly slipped off his shoulders.
I stayed near the far edge of the stream, fully-submerged and very much regretting every decision that had led me here. My mind raced for an escape plan—one that didn’t involve exposing myself to a group of me
