Chapter Four
“Over here!” a voice yelled out to Rachel as she walked alone with her head down off the giant and sunlit field.
She looked up to see Matilda, standing at the bottom of the marble steps, right where she had left her a few hours before. She raised her hand and waived, “Coming!”
For a moment, she had forgotten that Matilda said she’d meet her after practice, but was now thankful she was there. She had so many unresolved question that she needed to ask her.
“Hey, Matilda,” she said, looking at her white, hard skin shining in the sunlight.
“Hi Rachel. How did your first day of training go?”
“Was fine, I guess,” she said in a quiet tone.
“What’s wrong?” asked Matilda.
Letting out a sigh, Rachel said, “I didn’t sign up for this, you know.”
Matilda looked at her quizzically.
