Thirty-three

Athena's pov

The students in the chemistry club were energized with excitement, their eyes sparkling and gleaming as they climbed aboard the long white bus heading to Valley Pelt for the annual chemistry competition.

Luckily, the death of that abuser was swept under the carpet, and they blamed it on natural causes. He was buried immediately, and I felt a bit sympathetic for his poor wife, who was going to bear the brunt of widowhood and raising kids all by herself.

I went down the bus aisle and spotted Cameron, who had reserved a seat for me in the back. I couldn't stop smiling and felt a flutter in my heart. The social night was wild, and I still couldn't believe what I had brought myself to do and the huge risk I was taking. But it's been five days now, and Cameron was fine.

"Are you always so hyper when you see me?" I joked when we sat together, surrounded by the rustle of bags. The chemistry fair was going to last for three days.

"Yep, I love being with you," he said shamelessly,