Episode 11

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Episode 11

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     Wyn headed straight to the library. It was nearing 4:30 and she figured she could get some other homework done while she waited. The library was cold as always and very few students could be found browsing the shelves. After finishing some readings for her English class, she decided to switch gears and look up some information on Selvadorada. Unfortunately, there was not much online aside from the poorly written Wiki and flashy travel ads. Wyn tried other searches, but found nothing of use to her. Why there wasn’t more information online about the country she didn’t know.

It had been about an hour or so that she had been researching with no real success. Bits and pieces of folklore were sprinkled here and there, a few research papers on the Temple of Belomisa, the Ancient Omiscans and something called the Lost Book of Edmundo, but nothing of real note that she could use for planning their trip. There were recent news articles about the fact that some of the areas surrounding the temple being cleaned up by land developers…but not much more info other than that.

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     Wyn was inches from the computer screen when Gustavo sauntered over. “Sup,” he haphazardly waved, he leaned on the desk closing the distance between them. His eyes were a bluish grey today, they reminded her of the rocks she often found at the bottom of the pond nearby. “I have to be out of here by 7:30, so if we could get this done that would be great,” she said turning back to the computer. Gustavo laughed to himself, “Ok Ms. Bossypants,” he got up and started walking over to the Anthropology section of their library. Looking over his shoulder he spoke to her, “You coming? Your not going to find anything of use on the internet,” he said arrogantly. Wyn said nothing, her eyes narrowing in his direction before getting up to follow behind him.

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     They spent the next hour and a half combing the archives for information about Selvadorada, most of the information was old and had not been updated in quite some time. They were, however, able to locate records of old archaeological sites that had potential and so added those locations to their overall plan. “We should have some time in here for exploring too, you never know there could be some areas that no one has explored since the freak storm 40 years ago, that ended up blocking off most of the ruins,” Gustavo was talking out loud, to her? She wasn’t sure, so she didn’t answer. “I would love to find some treasure to bring home,” he ended staring into space.

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      Wyn nodded, not really interested in treasure, though she she wondered why there was such a lack of information about Selvadorada and its people, specifically the Ancient Omiscans. “I wonder if that had something to do with the freak storm,” she thought. “Looks like we may need to spend some time with the locals…” Wyn muttered, making notes in her phone. “I’m down for spending a little time in the local pub, dancing with some local hunnies…” Gustavo said obviously to himself, he mimicked the salsa in his chair, closing his eyes, “All those sexy latin mamas…” Wyn rolled her eyes, “Sure.”

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     “Speaking of which,” Gustavo said, turning to her, “What happened last night? I stood outside of Sully’s for 15 minutes.” Wyn turned, glaring. “I stood outside of Sullly’s for half and hour and you never showed, I’m supposed to wait an extra 15 minutes for you to just show up??” Gustavo’s brow furrowed, “I was there at 7:30, as promised.” Wyn shook her head, “You told me 7. I hope your sense of time fixes itself before we go on this trip….”

Wyn was more than annoyed. Gustavo grinned widely, “Oh I said 7?…My bad,” he said nonchalantly, going back to the book in his hands. “God this boy is annoying as hell,” Wyn thought, saying nothing and continuing to read through the textbook she was holding. “What time is it anyway? I need to get out of here,” she thought to herself, checking her phone for the time, “Almost 7:30….Perfect.”


“We need to do a bit more research. Obviously it ain’t all happenin tonight,” Gustavo said to her as they finished, grabbing a few books to check out. “Next time, come by my place, it’s more comfy than this dusty ass library.” Wyn did not particularly like the sound of that, but agreed so she could get out of there. “Yeah sure, but I’m not going on anymore “dates” with you. Just so you know,” she replied confident.

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Gustavo smirked, his blue grey eyes flashing silver for a moment, it seemed as if storm clouds were quickly approaching behind his irises. “Whatever you say Bronwyn,” he smiled a knowing smile and walked off, “I’ll text you,” he waved quickly making his way to the fitness center, probably off to go climb a rock wall. She watched him walk away, his bulky frame moving smoothly, like a ship cutting through still waters.

Not impressed with his attitude or general disposition she shrugged off his comment and thought about her conversation with her mom earlier. She laughed to herself, ridding herself of the notion that anything would ever happen between them. There was no way in hell. Right?

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  1. […] library. They arrange to meet again at his apartment to complete their assigned pre-trip project. Read More -> Wyn and Han go on a date to talk about their friendship status. Read More -> With new urges […]

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