It didn’t long for Claire to get to my room. I let her inside. She looked frustrated. Her eyes were hard. I closed the door behind her and looked at her.
“What wrong?”
“Have you looked on the forum?” Claire asked, softly, shifting her weight back and forth nervously.
I shook my head.
“Everyone knows I’m still alive. It’s everywhere.”
She offered me her phone and I read the message. I was a little jealous. Everyone seemed to be reaching out to her, wanting to see her, wanting her to come to a party that was coming up soon. I grinned.
“We should go.”
“What?”
“They don’t want us here,” I said. “And we’re being invited. We should go.”
I looked at my phone and found that I did have the same invitation in my inbox. There were a few messages from the rugby team. I was glad they were
