#Chapter 15: Homecoming

Rowena

I let out a soft sigh and pushed my glasses up on my nose, then tucked a stray curl behind my ear as I bent over the notebook in front of me.

“I’m going to lunch, Rowena.” The head manager stood from his desk and grabbed his jacket off of his chair. “You’ll be okay in here on your own for an hour, right?”

I nodded and looked up, meeting his gaze with a polite smile. “Yes. Enjoy your lunch.”

With a curt nod, the head manager strode out of the office and left me alone. I watched his form fade away through the glass door, mingling with the other students who were walking past. I could see how they were chattering excitedly, pointing at the new posters that were practically lining every wall.

“Come to the Homecoming Honeys dance this Saturday!” the sign read. Then, underneath: “Bring your ‘homecoming honey’ for free drinks!”

I glowered a bit at the sign and shook my head. The atmosphere around the camp had changed so much this week since the dance had been announced; everyone seeme