Page 95 of Taken Princess

“Birdie,” I whisper. “Birdie, I need coffee! It’s your turn to go get coffee!”

I sit up and see that Birdie’s bed is empty.

“Where the hell is she?” I ask myself.

I somehow manage to climb out of bed and stand up without falling over or throwing up.

I shuffle to the door and open it.

That’s when I see Maz and Birdie pacing.

“What’s going on?” I ask.

“Just go back to sleep, Jaci,” Maz says.

“Why? What’s happening?”

“Did you check your phone?” Birdie asks.

“No,” I say.

“Go check it,” she says.

I rush back to the bedroom and when I look at my phone I let out a yell.

I walk out of the bedroom, my jaw dropped.

“This is real?” I ask.

“Yeah,” Maz says.

“Has this happened before?” I ask.

“I’ve never been through this,” Birdie says. “We’re trapped in here.”

“We’re not trapped,” Maz says. “We’re just… being safe.”

“From a bomb?” I call out. “How do we know the bomb isn’t in here?”

“Stop saying that word,” Birdie says. “I can’t stand it.”

I look at my phone again.

There’s a bomb threat atDSC.

Everyone is to stay in their rooms.

We’re quarantined until the entire campus is searched.

Which is going to take… a long time.

“What if we’re stuck like this for days?” Birdie asks. “I’m hungry. I need food.”

“We have food here,” Maz says. “Don’t start panicking over this. You know it’s all bullshit. There’s no bomb here.”

“Wait a second,” I say. “We’re all a bunch of mafia families mixed together. Isn’t it… I don’t know… aren’t we easy targets?”

“It doesn’t work that way, Jaci,” Maz says. “Believe me. If someone gets killed, it starts a war. And a bomb? A bomb can kill anyone. This is fake.”

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