#messwemade

Their first stop was beautiful, she had to admit. Noah had chosen a good route to go on. For someone who normally stayed in her room and who hadn’t gone very far out of Ohio before, everything she had seen out the window had been pretty damn exciting. Now it was the first night staying somewhere that wasn’t home and she suddenly felt ill. There was no glowing from her consoles in the room, she was sharing with the other girls and she just wasn’t home. It brought a frown to her face. These people used to be home and now it was like spending time with strangers.

“I’ll be back.” Kyra muttered hurriedly to the group of people that were setting up for the night before tearing out of the room and out of the door. She needed to get some air. The feeling of being ill hadn’t shifted. If anything, it had gotten worse. Kyra found a bench, a park and a small lake and she sat down, breathing hard. This is why she had torn herself away from that group. They were the only people who could hurt her like this, they were the only people who had known her better than she had known herself and she really did have faith in this trip. She really wanted it to fix everything, she really wanted it to work out.