Chapter 99

The first bite has me spitting it back out, as the dish is extremely bitter. It isn't the sort of food that one would consider un able to eat, but yet it is the sort of food that entails I haven't actually tasted it before.

There's a sort of feeling that you get when you test an unknown dish, and that is exactly the feeling I get this time. The dish tastes foreign on my tongue, and so I take the liberty to describe is it as bitter, because that is exactly what it tastes like to me.

The fish tastes like paper that has been salted and the rest of the sauce is just bland. I can see Scott smiling delightedly with a mocking glint in his eyes, as he imitates my action perfectly well.

It's perfectly well done, even up to the point where I scrunched my face up when I have tasted something bitter, and it makes all the other guys chuckle.

I regain my composure and put the dish away. It's ruined now, as I've practically spat back into it. My phone begins to beep with text messages and I whip it out to find out exactly who is texting me. 

It's been considerably long since I received a text message from anyone, and even if that has just been like two weeks or three weeks and a half, it's still surprising for me to be receiving text messages.

Actually I don't have that much friends, so there's no one to text and I don't think Scott's fancies such, if he ever engaged in an activity like texting, he'd rather text with his brainy friends than text with me, his sister and I swear it's like watching my little disgrace, I wonder how we ended up as siblings.

I check who all the texts are from and I see I don't know the number. The way the person types their text, like she's exactly beside me and doesn't have the time to type all the words in full, always omitting one word or the other, lets me know exactly who it is.

I can't say I don't text Oakley, but it has been a while now, a long while since I have texted her, or done any activity such as conversing with her online. Most of the time we just do phone calls or we video chat, and I wonder why she doesn't send me a request for a video chat now.

Why is she sending me messages that she seems to have typed in a panic. I can't make out the words that's exactly wants to type, but my brain immediately begins to make an outline, the first one is purely gibberish and I can't make any sense from it, but the second one contains an address, an address and something that should have been please come find me, or something else like that.

I wonder if Oakley is on one of our great little escapades that she often goes on, but the voice note she sends me a minute later makes me know that this is more than that, she's actually in trouble.