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15 students have been invited to spend their summer at Firebird Forest Talent Enhancement Camp for Skilled Youths, where they wil...
CW// Explosions, Near-death experiences, Fire, Head injuries, Cussing, Shin's ugly ass haircut (just kidding i love his 40cm gravity-defying magenta and lime plait)
a/n: ok so i'm (not) sorry about how aggressively british shin is, but in my defence i'm british too so it's not like i haven't got any experience with those types of people. I wanted to make a nice roadman is all :)
a/n: ok so although i do speak russian, i am basically illiterate when it comes to actually typing or reading (though i can read decently) and therefore i had to use google translate. i did read through what it said and it seemed right but, if there are any fluent russian speakers reading this, i am so sorry lmfao
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I didn't know what time it was. I knew we'd arrived at about 11:00, but I'd been lying in bed in my cabin, looking up at the ceiling, for so long that I couldn't tell whether it had been ten minutes or an hour.
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My door was locked, as per the disembodied voice's instructions. I felt like I was going crazy, listening to voices in my head, but what other choice did I have? The moment I walked out of my cabin, I would be at risk for potential murder. What if someone had planted a bomb at my door? What if the food was poisoned? What if, what if, what if?
I squirmed in discomfort. Struggling to stay still, I tried to keep focussing on the ceiling, but it was no use. I raised my index finger to my mouth and bit down, a nervous habit I had developed over the years. My brother had given me weird rubber penguins over the years to try and stop it, but it always came back whenever something stressful happened.
I missed him. Caiman (weird choice of name, I know, but he really likes reptiles) had comforted me when life was at its worst. Whenever a teacher would yell at me for looking out of the window or bouncing my leg, Caiman would do something crazy like throwing a banana peel across the room, or yelling "OH GOD, MY TESTICLES EXPLODED" to redirect the teacher's fury.
He... was never the best student. But he was the best older brother I could ask for. I wish he was here now...
