they don't like it either. The only one supportive of it is Mr. Snow."
"Of course he is," they said in unison while rolling their eyes. "If that ain't fishy at all."
I smirked in an attempt to hide my worry, my eyes moving back to check on the team.
Semester Seven was going by faster then any of us thought it would. The workload had doubled, which wasn't something we struggled to keep up with, but with the increase in practices for the teams, it was getting tricky to not fall behind.
Jax had been busy with student council work, having to be in all the meetings that dealt with these competitions, plus balancing his own president duties and school work. It was a good thing he wasn't doing any extracurricular activities this year or he would have been swarmed constantly.
Finnick had been focusing more on his studies, wanting to make sure he didn't fall behind since it took him a little longer to absorb new content. He was also beginning his idea for the Spring Art Festival, an art competition that would invite over fifty young adult artists from around the world to share their artwork and have the chance to receive multiple prizes such as scholarships, money, and employment options.
Kaito's focus has been on kendo, with his practices being five days a week. The goal now was for them to start training harder with magic artifacts or magic-infused swords. If it was solely a school competition, they wouldn’t be using weapons with magic capabilities, but seeing as this was another competition inviting multiple young adults to compete and demonstrate their skills in swordsmanship and magic craft, it was time for Kaito and the others who qualified to step up their game.
He'd been keeping up with his anxiety meds, and Professor Phoenix’s professional contact would be able to come to assess Kaito after our midterms, giving him enough time to adapt to them and see if there were any side effects. His nightmares had at least stopped, which was an added bonus.
Connor's focus was on the football team. With them having five-days-a-week practices and weekend games with one of our friendlier school teams, he'd been busy just like I was.
Due to our hectic schedules, it had been hard to get some alone time with any of them. After the first week of school, we agreed that we'd at least have dinner together if we could, and so far, had kept to that agreement.
After that, we went to finish up what needed to be done, which usually led to me falling asleep at the desk, sofa, and a few times on the floor. Whoever found me first and scooped me up was who I'd sleep with for the night, which was a little cute since they always seemed to rotate amongst each other.
I felt like our busy schedules weren't necessarily putting a strain on any of our relationships, but it was difficult to get any romantic time, let alone go on a date or have a night alone. I felt the break would be a little good for us. To prioritize and focus on what really mattered to us. We had years to do whatever we wished once school was over, but we had to do well if we wanted to get offered plenty of opportunities after graduation.
The others were still thinking of what they wanted to do once we graduated. I'd thought I was the only one stuck in that dilemma, but it seemed like my Notorious Four were in the same boat. Sure, we had some options and ideas before the expected offers that would come our way, but would accepting those opportunities truly benefit us or would going back to school for something specific be smarter?
I think what bothered me the most was that if we took the second option of extra schooling, we'd most likely be separated due to our different focuses. The idea of being alone for the next four years at a different school didn't bother me as much as it would have when I was sixteen, but to start a new adventure without my Notorious Four felt...weird? Off? Different?
I hadn't realized how comfortable I’d gotten with them now. Even with the busy schedules and us barely seeing each other between classes, at least I knew they were on the same campus as me and were reachable.
If we attended different universities, that safety net would be gone and that bothered me.
Maybe I'm too attached.
I just wished if