Kestrel's POV
Diego won't let me do anything. He won't let me go back to the bus or tell anyone that something isn't right, and Zeph—I mean, Zeph was f*****g bleeding from his nose. I'm uneasy and restless, but we have to relax, and the games and camping activities can start tomorrow, maybe he'll heal and get over it.
The campsite is beautiful, nestled in a clearing surrounded by towering pine trees. Wooden cabins with smoke curling from their chimneys dot the perimeter, and a large fire pit sits in the center, currently unlit but ready for tonight's bonfire. Students mill about in their outdoor gear, hiking boots, fleece jackets, and beanies to ward off the mountain chill.
Sera is with a friend, a guy from the hockey team, which makes her practically blind to notice me, while Diego par
