37: Not Just a Myth

As soon as my last class ended, I quickly ascended from my chair and fixed my things in the fastest pace I can. Right after, I left the room and soon, the building. I was about to message Carter that I'm already outside Edmonds, when I saw him leaning on his Diavel, just in the school's driveway.

I took a deep breath, thinking that he would never talk again. But I guess he was too eager to know about the dream I had, he can't let it slip.

"Carter," I greeted.

I glanced around and saw the curious glares from the students passing by. Clearly, this is not the right place to have a talk about something confidential.

"Perhaps, can we talk in somewhere private?" I suggested.

He didn’t speak anymore and just handed me the black helmet. It was supposed to be his, but he was only has one helmet today. I would have asked how what he would use but I immediately bit my tongue remembering that he didn't need i