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.&ldquI 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
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
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