I don't know why, but something seems wrong. What is with his frown?
Did he not recognize me?Should I talk to him again?For a moment that is all, I could think of unless full suited officials started pouring into the hall. I rushed into my seat. Two girls and two boys were already sitting at my table. They seemed nice and I wanted to say hi but things never go in my way ever since I set my foot on this ground.For your curiosity, I'm a girl of 16 years who had to come to a so-called youth camp named 'ATLANTIS'.My parents wanted to send me here for a reason the only god knows. After doing all those strikings and arguments I finally end up sitting in this fancy hall filled with a bunch of unknown, weird teenagers.
I was relieved to see him, Zayn Redfield, my childhood best friend among these unknown people. I haven't seen him for the last ten years but still, I could recognize him from afar. Unfortunately, a few minutes earlier when I met him, I knew one thing for sure. He is no longer the same and my instincts said that for him I'm no longer his friend.
Anyhow, finally I'm here and I don't have many options other than to get to know my so-called teammates. I was about to introduce myself when the last member of our team joined us. And he was non-other than Zayn Redfield.Suddenly the atmosphere was awkward. I didn't feel like introducing myself anymore. Thanks to the spokesman on stage I was able to escape."HELLO, GUYS!!! Welcome to Camp ATLANTIS " and the hall was filled with waves of laughter and cheers.I had nothing to do other than going with the flow. So I did my best to forget about the strange Zayn sitting next to me.It is only after two to three speeches I got to know where I was. This camp for teenagers, a place to enjoy and develop leadership. It is what they are saying and I doubt it. This is their 148th intake, which means this camp must have a very old history. They have only selected a hundred of us (and why the hell I am selected?) and divided us into fifteen teams (still Zayn and myself in the same team)
During the lunch break, I got to know my fellow teammates, except Zayn. He disappeared as soon as the break starts. My teammates were nice and that was the first good thing I encountered for the day.
The girl with the curly blonde hair was Stacey Harrington. She is cheerful. Unlike me, she is very talkative. Talkative friends are a gift for people like me because they are a great help when expressing my ideas. Another girl was Phoebe Hawthorne. She was not that open but seemed cute and innocent. Her short hair suited her. Jake Sherwood is the big built guy in our team. He looks a bit rough and frightening but once he starts to talk he is cheerful and kind. Last but not least is the guy who is the centre of attention of most girls in the hall. Chris Summerville, a playful character with all the eyecatching actions a guy could have.
I could say our team was good because it was only an hour or two, but it felt like we were friends for ages. Zayn was the only exception. Lunch break was almost over when Zayn got back to his seat.
I did want to talk with him but he already ignored me in our first encounter. So I decided to turn a blind eye to him as much as possible.
"Hey mate, aren't you gonna introduce yourself?" it was Chris. For the first time, the whole team drew their attention to Zayn.
"Um...I am Zayn, Zayn Redfield." that's all he
said. For a moment that awkward atmosphere tensed up. But thanks to Jake he saved the moment. "Come on bro, we'll make the best team ever" he cheered with his hands over Zayn's shoulders.While chit-chatting with the girls I got a chance to have a look at Zayn. His tousled black hair which was thick and lustrous, sharp jaw, chin and cheekbones with the granite moulded features looked perfect. But his eyes were like deep black mysterious holes. My instincts said that something was off. Anyway, that is not my problem because I already have the best teammates ever.
The second phase of the meeting started. The spokesman was introduced as the head boy of the previous batch. He described the procedure of appointing team leaders. This turn out in the most unexpected and the worst way I could imagine.Because the next moment they announced
"Lead girl of team LEO is AMY MIDDLESTONE aaaaand lead boy will be ZAYN REDFIELD "Voice in my head was screaming WHY? WHY ME????? I'm no leader. Why the hell they selected me of all? I hated these situations when all eyes are staring at me. I took a peek at Zayn. But as usual, his face was blank.For a moment I thought the worst is gone. But I was wrong.
"Head girl and head boy for 148th batch of camp ATLANTIS will be the team leaders of team............LEO!!!!!!!!"This is the worst.... worst day of my life. This is too much. Nothing seems right on me. And this time even Zayn could not hide his dismay. I saw him clenching his fist from the corner of my eyes.
After all those formalities of giving oaths and handing over responsibilities, we got an Audi Q7 for our transportation. It was nearly sunset when we stepped out of the hall. Stacey and Phoebe are over the moon."Amy! We should celebrate this. Isn't it Zayn?"I saw a line of smile drawn on Zayn's lips but as soon as our eyes met his face went blank.Once we arrived at the bungalow given for us Zayn, Jake and Chris started unpacking the bags. Meanwhile, three of us wandered around the garden. It was an English styled bungalow painted in white with neatly polished windows. The Garden was covered with a beautiful lawn. I was about to step towards the path which is leading to the back of the house."Hey, Take this" Zayn tossed the door keys. It was the first time he talked to me. I took a look at him but he was back to what he is doing and did not bother to talk to me anymore.We entered our accommodation, which will be our home for this vacation. There was a huge
It was 3 am when I suddenly woke up from a dream which I can't remember. My mouth was all dried up. I slowly walked to the pantry without making any noise because I was careful not to wake anyone.The night was very warm, so I went out to the balcony with a glass of water. I'm a nyctophile. I love to look at the moon with all the shining stars. Facing the cold breeze and looking at the beautiful sky, it felt like heaven. It was calm and quiet, that even the sound of a water drop could be heard. I was enjoying this silence for a while. But suddenly something caught my eye. I saw a standing figure down in the garden. And the next moment I was running down the stairs.It was Zayn, Zayn Redfield. What is he doing outside at this hour? I didn't mind because this is the best chance for me to talk to him. I need him to be my friend and more than that I need him to look at me. I can't tolerate being ignored. Not anymore."Zayn!" he twitched. But he didn't look back. I rep
When I went downstairs he had already stormed out of the house. Everyone was startled. Phoebe came running to my side."What happened Amy?" and I didn't know what to say.The next morning I met Zayn at breakfast. He seems back to his usual self. Nobody dared to talk about yesterday. Later I got to know from Chris that it was midnight when Zayn arrived.We all engaged in our things. I worked on the documents of the camp. There were dozen of files that should be signed as the head girl. I didn't want to bother Zayn anymore. I didn't know what,but he was already dealing with a problem. So I took care of both mine and his. Stacey and Phoebe were going through the books on Camp Atlantis. We still had much to learn. The boys were lazy to read and I was busy with work. So they read for us and did their best to enlighten us. Jake was doing his physical training while Chris helped me with the devices. Zayn was in a series of calls throughout the morning. He seems to be busy
It was almost noon when I woke up. My body felt better and I could get on my feet. After a refreshing bath, I went to the lobby. From the distance, I could hear their voices."Zayn! this is enough. We can't bear any more. What is going on?" Stacey was always short-tempered and sensitive?"Bro! Stacey is right. Speak man." Even Jake seems to be mad. Zayn was getting on their nerves. They have the right to be angry because all they know is me coming back unconscious. Nevertheless, Zayn should not be blamed. He is my rescuer."Guys!!! See, I'm all fine." Despite all the worries, I put on my best smile. Phoebe signalled others to be silent and came running towards me. She held my hand "I made a special meal for you, Amy" I was grateful for this kind soul. She was a super chef and her meal made us forget all our troubles.After the meal, Stacey checked my pulse and fever. Once she was convinced that I'm in good health she turned her curious eyes on me."Amy...What chal
After lunch, I had an online discussion with the lead girls about the guidelines. It ended after one long hour When I was about to leave the office room, Chris rushed in carrying an open laptop and dragged me to the chair next to him while placing the lap on the table.“Amy, You should see this!”I was startled by seeing the screen. It was the ranking list of the most dangerous illegal activist groups in the country. Black Matrix was stated as the 2nd on the list. I could not believe she I was seeing. If black Matrix was a top illegal activist group why did they had Zayn's name and personal details with them?“Whatever going on with Zayn is not simple Amy,” Chris said with a seriousness that gave me goosebumps.“Chris we need more information. We can’t do anything without knowing our enemy.” I said finally reaching for my voice. The idea of fighting against an illegal activist group and especially fighting for
The next day I woke up with the decision of talking about Black Matrix with Chris. But before all, I should talk to Zayn. I should tell him about Stacey's brother. He must be careful but still, I didn’t have an idea about his relationship with Black Matrix.I spent that morning thinking about the day I got kidnapped. Why did Black Matrix kept that file in the room I was imprisoned? Did they want me to know about BM? If so, why did that file contained the details of Zayn? Is it just a coincidence? Then what about the man who talked to Zayn? It seemed like they knew each other very well. And what did Zayn meant by saying this is just the beginning? Something in me said that Zayn and BM are foes. But then, what does it mean by ‘Darkstar Zayn Redfield?’ I let out a sigh. The more I think the more I got confused.“Amy? Is something troubling you?” I was in a deep thought that I didn’t even notice Phoebe coming to the library.&ldqu
The next day I woke up with the decision of talking about Black Matrix with Chris. But before all, I should talk to Zayn. I should tell him about Stacey's brother. He must be careful but still, I didn’t have an idea about his relationship with Black Matrix.I spent that morning thinking about the day I got kidnapped. Why did Black Matrix kept that file in the room I was imprisoned? Did they want me to know about BM? If so, why did that file contained the details of Zayn? Is it just a coincidence? Then what about the man who talked to Zayn? It seemed like they knew each other very well. And what did Zayn meant by saying this is just the beginning? Something in me said that Zayn and BM are foes. But then, what does it mean by ‘Darkstar Zayn Redfield?’ I let out a sigh. The more I think the more I got confused.“Amy? Is something troubling you?” I was in a deep thought that I didn’t even notice Phoebe coming to the library.&ldqu
After lunch, I had an online discussion with the lead girls about the guidelines. It ended after one long hour When I was about to leave the office room, Chris rushed in carrying an open laptop and dragged me to the chair next to him while placing the lap on the table.“Amy, You should see this!”I was startled by seeing the screen. It was the ranking list of the most dangerous illegal activist groups in the country. Black Matrix was stated as the 2nd on the list. I could not believe she I was seeing. If black Matrix was a top illegal activist group why did they had Zayn's name and personal details with them?“Whatever going on with Zayn is not simple Amy,” Chris said with a seriousness that gave me goosebumps.“Chris we need more information. We can’t do anything without knowing our enemy.” I said finally reaching for my voice. The idea of fighting against an illegal activist group and especially fighting for
It was almost noon when I woke up. My body felt better and I could get on my feet. After a refreshing bath, I went to the lobby. From the distance, I could hear their voices."Zayn! this is enough. We can't bear any more. What is going on?" Stacey was always short-tempered and sensitive?"Bro! Stacey is right. Speak man." Even Jake seems to be mad. Zayn was getting on their nerves. They have the right to be angry because all they know is me coming back unconscious. Nevertheless, Zayn should not be blamed. He is my rescuer."Guys!!! See, I'm all fine." Despite all the worries, I put on my best smile. Phoebe signalled others to be silent and came running towards me. She held my hand "I made a special meal for you, Amy" I was grateful for this kind soul. She was a super chef and her meal made us forget all our troubles.After the meal, Stacey checked my pulse and fever. Once she was convinced that I'm in good health she turned her curious eyes on me."Amy...What chal
When I went downstairs he had already stormed out of the house. Everyone was startled. Phoebe came running to my side."What happened Amy?" and I didn't know what to say.The next morning I met Zayn at breakfast. He seems back to his usual self. Nobody dared to talk about yesterday. Later I got to know from Chris that it was midnight when Zayn arrived.We all engaged in our things. I worked on the documents of the camp. There were dozen of files that should be signed as the head girl. I didn't want to bother Zayn anymore. I didn't know what,but he was already dealing with a problem. So I took care of both mine and his. Stacey and Phoebe were going through the books on Camp Atlantis. We still had much to learn. The boys were lazy to read and I was busy with work. So they read for us and did their best to enlighten us. Jake was doing his physical training while Chris helped me with the devices. Zayn was in a series of calls throughout the morning. He seems to be busy
It was 3 am when I suddenly woke up from a dream which I can't remember. My mouth was all dried up. I slowly walked to the pantry without making any noise because I was careful not to wake anyone.The night was very warm, so I went out to the balcony with a glass of water. I'm a nyctophile. I love to look at the moon with all the shining stars. Facing the cold breeze and looking at the beautiful sky, it felt like heaven. It was calm and quiet, that even the sound of a water drop could be heard. I was enjoying this silence for a while. But suddenly something caught my eye. I saw a standing figure down in the garden. And the next moment I was running down the stairs.It was Zayn, Zayn Redfield. What is he doing outside at this hour? I didn't mind because this is the best chance for me to talk to him. I need him to be my friend and more than that I need him to look at me. I can't tolerate being ignored. Not anymore."Zayn!" he twitched. But he didn't look back. I rep
After all those formalities of giving oaths and handing over responsibilities, we got an Audi Q7 for our transportation. It was nearly sunset when we stepped out of the hall. Stacey and Phoebe are over the moon."Amy! We should celebrate this. Isn't it Zayn?"I saw a line of smile drawn on Zayn's lips but as soon as our eyes met his face went blank.Once we arrived at the bungalow given for us Zayn, Jake and Chris started unpacking the bags. Meanwhile, three of us wandered around the garden. It was an English styled bungalow painted in white with neatly polished windows. The Garden was covered with a beautiful lawn. I was about to step towards the path which is leading to the back of the house."Hey, Take this" Zayn tossed the door keys. It was the first time he talked to me. I took a look at him but he was back to what he is doing and did not bother to talk to me anymore.We entered our accommodation, which will be our home for this vacation. There was a huge
I don't know why, but something seems wrong. What iswith his frown?Did he not recognize me?Should I talk to him again?For a moment that is all, I could think of unless full suited officials started pouring into the hall. I rushed into my seat. Two girls and two boys were already sitting at my table. They seemed nice and I wanted to say hi but things never go in my way ever since I set my foot on this ground.For your curiosity, I'm a girl of 16 years who had to come to a so-called youth camp named 'ATLANTIS'.My parents wanted to send me here for a reason the only god knows. After doing all those strikings and arguments I finally end up sitting in this fancy hall filled with a bunch of unknown, weird teenagers.I was relieved to see him, Zayn Redfield, my childhood best friend among these unknown people. I haven't seen him for the last ten years but still, I could recognize him from afar. Unfortunately, a few minutes earlier when I met him, I kne