Never Again

The Shattered Mirror (32)

Back to Olympia's POV:

I wake up, startled by my dream. What was that? How could I kiss Blaze? I love Trace. What...?

I shake my head, refusing to acknowledge it any longer. I mean, it's not like I want Blaze... right? I sigh in frustration and throw my covers off my body.

I get dressed in another black latex outfit, this one a two piece. It is made up of a tight crop top with straps (reminding me of a sports bra), and tight black pants. I notice the outfit looks good on me- better than I thought it would- and I wonder if I feel that that is a good thing or not. It could bring unwanted attention, I think, though obviously without taking it to heart (who am I kidding?), as I shake my head a continue on. I apply a swipe of lip gloss and my black boots before heading out to breakfast, hoping to see somebody I know that I can sit with.

Thankfully, my wish is granted when I run into Janelle on my way out. "Olympia!" She squeals when she sees me. I smile and laugh nervously as she engulfs me in a hug. "Hey," I say into her shoulder.

"I haven't seen you in ages!" She exclaims. She releases me from her grip and I notice Ashton- the guy she had (still has?) a weird relationship with- standing to the side of her. "Hi Ashton," I say politely and smile, with slight reluctance. He smiles back shyly. "You remember my name?" He questions, sounding genuinely thrown off guard by my memory.

I nod, not sure if I should take that as an insult (is it really so hard to remember a name?), and let my eyes wander back and forth between Janelle and Ashton- I wonder where they are at in their relationship. "Well, have y'all eaten yet?" I ask them.

"Nope!" Janelle informs me, "Wanna eat together?" I smile and nod, feeling happy that I'll be hanging out and eating with Janelle. I eat meals with Blaze and his friends usually. I like them, but they always pay me too much attention, yet I still feel like an outsider. When I'm not eating, I'm training or sleeping most other times. In other words, I haven't seen Janelle much at all lately.

We make our way up to the mess hall, and on the way I notice Janelle and Ashton holding hands an giggling. I feel a bit like a third wheel, but I can't help but find it cute that they seem so happy together.

When we make it to the eating area and take seats with our trays of food, Janelle demands that I inform her on everything that's happening. I tell her about our plan for me and Blaze to leave in a few days and how the Resistance will capture the drudge.

Just as I finish explaining, Linda, Mina, Seth, Jase, Al, and Nathalie come over to see us with big smiles on their faces. "Olympia!" Mina greets me with a hug. "Hi guys," I say, happy to see them, though feeling slightly guilty for not paying them much attention lately.

"Oi! Olympia guess what?" Nathalie squeals after everyone has sat at the table around me. "What?"

"I'm pregnant! Can you believe it?!" She exclaims. I laugh, "That's wonderful! The baby will be very lucky." She smiles widely, and I notice Al sitting next to her, his eyes watching her with utter adoration. They are a bit young, but I'm sure they'll make it work. They're good people, and they'll make a good life for their baby.

"When will you find out the gender?"

"A couple weeks! They just released new technology that allows them to determine the gender of the baby quicker than ever!" She squeals, taking Al's hand. They meet eyes and grin at each other with an immense amount of love and happiness. I suddenly feel awkward. Mina must have noticed, thankfully, as she asks me how my training is going.

I sit and talk to them for a bit longer, until I realize that I'm actually late for training, and I rush off towards the training room. I walk quickly, people staring at me as I move. I wonder what people think of me. Do they like me? Do they think I'm stuck up?