Hey, how did it go?” Misty asks as I approach the canteen acting, as if nothing has ever happened between us. Even though I still feel reluctant to trust Misty, I cannot deny how good it feels to see a familiar face. If this morning’s class is anything to go by, I need all the friends I can get. I pull a face.
“That bad?” She laughs as we queue for lunch. She has no idea. Her brother seriously does not like me.
I choose a burger and fries while Misty opts for a salad. After my recent activities I’m rather hungry. We sit at an empty table chatting about my time in the gym. Misty makes me feel better.
“My first time with the jump rope, I made it to the top, but I refused to get back down; heights are not my strong point.”
“Chris left her up there for about half an hour before he decided to climb up for her.” A young man laughs as he joins us. On closer inspection the man is James.
“This is my brother, James. James this is Kayla,” Misty introduces us with a wave of her hand.