XENIA
Our chaperones ordered us to take the evening to unwind and relax.
They claimed that we’d have no time to do anything but study and be at each other’s necks once the competition began the next day. And as much as I wanted to lick myself indoors and study myself to sleep, Thekla’s thousands of calls and texts urged me to do anything but that.
I decided to ignore her and switch off my phone, but she just kept sending several juniors to pound on my door so I gave up and headed out reluctantly.
When I got to the hotel’s reception, the junior students were chanting songs and gathering snacks from the vending machine to head out and light a bonfire. Their excitement was adorable but it definitely wasn’t contagious.
I barely knew any of them and I wasn’t in the mood to force a rapport
