Ariana Chambers - The Secret

I edge closer to her.

‘Are you OK?’ I ask. But Eve doesn’t respond. I feel a stab of irritation. I get that she’s stressed but we all are. She doesn’t have to be so rude. I look back at Izzy. She’s staring at the rock in front of us.

Suddenly the rock judders and then it slides to the side, slowly at first and then with a huge jolt it lurches free, leaving a gap just big enough for us to crawl through.

‘What on earth?’ Holly mutters.

‘It’s another rockslide!’ Vivien shrieks.

‘Get out of the way!’ Izzy shoves me to one side and crawls through the gap. Vivien is hot on her heels. Eve follows them.

A new horror grips me. Did Izzy do this – when she was staring at the rock? Did she make it move? But how? Could she be more powerful than we thought?

‘It’s a miracle!’ Mr Matthews cries. ‘Come on, girls, let’s get out of here while we can!’

I look at Holly. ‘Did you see that?’

She nods. ‘Come on.’

As I crawl through the gap after her I’m struck by a horrible realisation. If Izzy is able to move rocks as well as time-shift we really have got a problem.

That evening, back at the campsite, everyone is still buzzing from what happened in the caves. The teachers have no idea it was anything to do with Izzy. Miss Black thinks it was down to another tremor and Mr Matthews is referring to it as ‘The Mad Bess Miracle’. I watch Eve as she goes over to the teachers’ barbecue.

‘Hey, Eve, you can have some of our food if you like,’ Izzy calls out across the clearing.

The chattering dies down. Everyone looks as shocked as Eve to see Izzy being friendly to her. I hold my breath and wait for the inevitable snide remark or prank.

‘Seriously.’ Izzy takes a burger from their barbecue and puts it in a bun. Then she stands up and takes it over to Eve.

‘There’s got to be something wrong with it,’ Holly mutters and I nod.

‘Thanks,’ Eve says, taking the burger and turning to head back to her place.

‘Hey,’ Izzy grabs her arm. ‘Why don’t you eat with us too?’

‘Yes, come and join us,’ Vivien calls, making a space on their blanket.

‘After what we went through today, I feel like we’ve totally bonded,’ Izzy says with a smile.

‘Is she for real?’ Holly whispers.

‘Yeah, funny how they don’t seem to have “totally bonded” with us,’ I reply.

Stephen heads back from the toilet block. He’s carrying something.

‘Look what I found,’ he calls, holding it up. ‘Eve’s rucksack.’

Eve gasps with joy.

‘That’s marvellous!’ Mr Matthews cries. ‘Oh what a happy, happy day this has been. Apart from when we were trapped and thought we might die, of course.’

‘Where was it?’ Miss Black asks.

‘By the toilet block,’ Stephen replies, handing the backpack to Eve.

‘But – but – how did it get there?’ Eve stammers.

‘Who cares how it got there?’ Izzy says sweetly. ‘The main thing is, you got it back!’

Eve hugs the backpack to her and smiles gratefully at Stephen. ‘Thank you!’

‘Aw, I’m so happy for you!’ Izzy exclaims, putting her arm round Eve’s shoulders.

‘Oh my God. If she doesn’t stop with the PDAs I’m going to hurl up my hotdog!’ Holly says, shaking her head with disgust.

I look around at the others. They’re all as baffled as I am by Izzy’s sudden display of affection towards Eve.

‘But how did the rucksack get there?’ I ask pointedly.

‘It doesn’t matter,’ Vivien hisses. ‘All that matters is that poor Eve has it back.’ She pats the blanket next to her again. ‘Come on, Eve. Come and join us.’

Eve follows Izzy and Stephen over and sits down on the blanket. She looks about as comfortable as a mouse that’s just entered a lion’s den.

For the rest of the evening we have to watch as Izzy, Vivien and Stephen launch a suck-up fest in Eve’s honour. It’s not until we get in our tents to go to sleep that I finally get the chance to speak in private to Holly.

‘Why do you think they’re sucking up to Eve?’ I say as soon as we’ve zipped up our tent and climbed into our sleeping bags.

Holly shrugs. ‘I don’t know. All I do know is that it must be bad.’

I burrow down deeper into my sleeping bag but it’s impossible to get warm. The uneasy truce that seemed to exist since the fire is definitely over. The Blood Witches are up to something, and their powers are greater than we thought. I hug myself tightly and prepare for another night of fitful sleep.

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