“Stop being a wet blanket and have some fun!” Amandla half-shouted into my ears as we got into the arena for the party. The speakers burst out with music, bottles were being exchanged. People laughed and joked. It was a merry moment.
Knox had announced a bonfire that night. Everyone was in a celebratory mood. Obviously, who wouldn't rejoice? I mean we had won the fight. Finally, I was free at last.
I often found myself staring at the entrance. It was where the severed heads of Maximus and Stephen had been displayed. It felt surreal. Finally, this was over. One minute I was about to be r***d; the next, I was surrounded by people I knew. People that would not hurt me.
It didn't take long for me to make friends with Margo and Amanda. They were awesome girls. Brave and intelligent.
“Come
