Chapter 5: Entangled in the Web of Players

The ringer rings, implying the finish of another convoluted day. My storage, tragically close to "Mr. Famous" himself, winks at me as I leave the study hall towards it. Liam is overpowered by his fans, passing on me more than adequate chance to gather my stuff. I get my stuff, hanging tight for him to disseminate the group and advance towards me. Which he does, with a major grin all over. "Are you prepared?" he questions.

I turn away, attempting to make my voice sound persuading. "Could I at any point go to the restroom first?"

He gestures, gazing at me with his energizing green eyes. I feel, abruptly, as though he can look directly through me, seeing what my actual aims are. Holding my head down, I furrow past him into the brutal group.

I fall through the corridors, getting through pushing and moving en route, and delay by the washroom. Comprising of just a small corridor of slows down and two pitiful sinks, it is an embarrassment as a restroom, however it will suit my motivations fi