#Chapter 93: Flowers in Her Hair

Rowena The camp was practically brimming with excitement as Eric and I walked through the front doors. It seemed as though everyone had heard about Eric’s miraculous recovery—and it seemed, too, that almost everyone had gathered in the cafeteria to see for themselves. As we strode into the cafeteria side-by-side, we were met with a sea of excited students and warriors alike. Barely even three seconds had passed since we were through the doors before we were swarmed, with absolutely no time to catch our breaths in the meantime. “Eric!” a female voice called out from the throng. “How did you do it?” Eric and I both turned to see one of the cheerleaders heading our way—with the rest of the team, excluding Heather, in tow. The tall, slender brunette at the forefront of the group jogged up to Eric and stopped less than a foot away from him, completely ignoring my presence. “Oh, well…” Eric paused, glancing over at me briefly. “It was all thanks to a serum that