Alexis sat on the hard ground staring into the fire. Fire had always given a sort of comfort to her. She remembered having her own open fireplace in her room. Alexis lived a bit lavished. Her parents were mildly rich because of their great business. Her dad owned and operated many hotels, with her mom as an adviser and partner they were gone from the house a lot. Alexis was left home with her two maids and butler.
Alexis often stayed in her room listing to music, drawing, or gazing into the fire. This was normal for her. Many times she had tried to make friends that understood why she was quiet and a bit of a recluse. But she almost never could. Finally she just stopped with people on day after her parents missed her seventeenth birthday. She hadn’t known why, then, she received a call.
Ales sat there remembering that day, she would never forget it.
Her mother had called her from a hospital phone, she said to get out and not to worry about them, and then she hung up. The maid who was listing came and got Alexis. She had a bad and car keys ready for her. “Go miss, you will know why in time.” Alexis when with no questions asked, got into a car and drove off . . .
Alexis zoned back in to the real world when Kinley said her name. She would stay and guard the camp, but she didn’t here with whom. She had realized that while she was in a daze she started crying, she wiped off the tears on her jacket. She continued to sit there while everyone else left.