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The Beginning of Trouble (Sienna)
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2025-02-20 04:37:36The ride was long.
Too long.
The bus rumbled along the highway, filled with chatter and occasional outbursts from overly excited students, but I barely heard any of it.
Not with him sitting just a few rows behind me.
Not with his presence burning into my skin like a brand.
Cassie had long since dozed off, head resting against the window, but I was wide awake, pretending to be engrossed in the scenery outside when, in reality, I was painfully aware of every single move Luca made.
His laugh, low and lazy, floated through the air.
The rustling of his hoodie as he shifted in his seat.
The occasional murmurs as he spoke to Ethan.
I hated it.
I hated how aware of him I was.
I squeezed my hands together, nails biting into my palm. It’s just a school trip, Sienna. Nothing else. Keep your head down, and get through it.
But of course, the universe had other plans.
The moment we pulled up to the campsite—a massive stretch of land nestled between thick woods and a lake—our teacher, Mr. Harrison, stood at the front of the bus with his signature I enjoy making your lives hell smirk.
“Alright, listen up!” he called. “You’ll be in pairs for the trip. Assigned pairs.”
A collective groan filled the bus.
Cassie jolted awake beside me. “What—?”
I groaned. Great.
“Your pairs will be listed outside on the board. You will not be swapping. You will be sharing a tent. You will be responsible for your partner. If they go missing, you go missing.”
Another groan.
I barely paid attention as he rattled off the rest of the rules, because my gut was already screaming that something bad was about to happen.
And, of course, I was right.
The second we stepped off the bus and found the list, Cassie squealed.
“You’re kidding.”
I didn’t even have to look. I already knew.
Slowly, so slowly, I turned my head and found his name beside mine.
Luca Russo.
Tent partner.
For the entire trip.
A slow, smug grin spread across Luca’s face as he stepped up beside me, hands shoved in his hoodie pockets.
“Well, well,” he murmured. “Looks like you’re stuck with me, Sunshine.”
I exhaled sharply. “This is not happening.”
Cassie was barely containing her laughter. “Oh, babe. It is.”
I turned to Mr. Harrison. “Sir, I think there’s been a mistake—”
“There’s no mistake,” he cut in, already moving toward the supply area. “Pair up and grab your tents.”
Luca’s grin widened. “Looks like we’re bunking together, Si.”
I turned to glare at him. “Do not call me that.”
“Too late. It’s growing on me.”
I clenched my jaw, ignoring the way my stomach fluttered at the way my name sounded on his lips.
Luca smirked. “Relax, Sunshine. It’s just a tent.”
But the look in his eyes?
Yeah.
This was so much more than just a tent.
And I was in serious trouble.
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