33 - Eva.

"Get dressed. We're going out," Natalya announces, waltzing into my room with Azira and Adrianna following close behind, all of them in dresses.

My brow furrows. "Going out where?" The idea of going out right now makes my stomach churn.

All I want to do is curl up into a ball and sleep. It's what I did all weekend since the kiss with Oak, and I can't face the idea of going anywhere. I saw him in the corridor today, but he didn't see me. My heart ached at the sight of him, and tomorrow I have to sit in his class, twice.

"Alexander has hired a minibus, and he's invited us to join him in town," Natalya says, shrugging. "As well as ten other people."

I glance at Azira, wondering what's going on. "And you think it's wise to accept an invitation from that nutcase?" I never told Natalya about what happened in the corridor when he accosted me and only let me go because Oak interrupted us.

There's a flash of something in Natalya's eyes as she shrugs. "We're eighteen years old and stuck in this