A Tough Question
My heart was now beating faster because of the consciousness that was pulsating through my veins. That was way too close. And who knows, maybe he's still suspicious because my story didn't add up.
This is too scary.
I took a deep breath, figuring maybe that I needed to eat. I haven't eaten since school, and school was three hours ago, which still doesn't justify my sudden ravenous hunger for food.
I walked to the cafeteria, in which chicken and brown rice was being served. The meal wasn't very good, but not too bad to where it was uneatable.
As I grabbed my tray, I saw people coming in and out to Malachi's table, in which he was sitting with the rest of my team.
Some laughed, some flirted as usual, or some just came to ask a simple question, which was weird.