Shadows In Durango

Chapter 10

*****Sofia's POV*****

The morning sun peeked through my cracked blinds, dragging me from a restless sleep. I groaned, the familiar ache of exhaustion settling in my bones.

Another day of school, another day of navigating the complex social web that I had yet to untangle. I forced myself out of bed and into my little routine, each step bringing me closer to the part of the day I dreaded most: lunch.

I arrived early, giving myself time to find my Physics class and thankful to find neither Vincent or his side clones in my class today - it was mostly filled with what others would refer to as 'nerds'.

The time flew by, before the bell rang and the hallways of the school were buzzing with chatter and laughter as I made my way to the cafeteria.

I tried to blend into the crowd, hoping to go unnoticed which so far I had seemed pretty successful at. The thought of buying lunch for Vincent again made my stomach churn. It had become a daily task that filled me with dread, a reminder of my precarious position here.

As I joined the lunch queue, the usual sense of apprehension settled over me as I debated over the different choices today.

The line moved slowly, and I stared at the back of the student in front of me, trying to mentally prepare myself for the encounter with Vincent and his crew - whether it would bring me more ridicule or praise. Suddenly, a familiar scent flooded my senses, a mix of fresh pine and something subtly sweet. I looked up, my heart skipping a beat as I found Daryl standing beside me with a playful grin on his face. "Hey there, Sofia. Fancy seeing you here," he said, his tone light and teasing.

I blinked in surprise, momentarily thrown off balance. "Oh, hey, Daryl. Didn't expect to see you here," I replied, trying to keep my voice steady.

What a dumb thing to say?! I didn't expect to see him here? In the lunch line? Ugh!

He chuckled, a sound that seemed to chase away some of the tension coiled within me. "Thought I'd join the common folk for a change," he said with a wink. "Plus, I figured you could use some company for lunch today." He offers, as I furrow my brows.

I furrowed my brows, both flattered and confused by his sudden interest. "Really? You want to have lunch with me?"

break from the usual routine," he said, his eyes glinting with

piqued, I tilted my head.

shuffled forward. "How about you don't buy Vincent's lunch

the words not quite registering at first. "What? I can't do that. He'll be furious - I would never live it

continuing. "Let him be furious. It's not fair to you to be his personal lunch fetcher every

the panic rising in my chest. The thought of Vincent's

hand on my shoulder. "Hey, calm down. I'll take the hit for it. I'll grab him a sandwich or something. You

of standing up to Vincent was terrifying, but Daryl's confidence was infectious. "I don't know...

said firmly. "I'll talk to him. I'll tell him the private lunch deliveries are over. He needs to treat you with respect this is fucking ridiculous."

us for

now, bringing me closer to the point of no return. Daryl's hand remained on my shoulder, a steady anchor in the swirling sea of

a jerk, but he's not unreasonable when

fears. "Okay," I said, my voice barely above a

and he gave my shoulder a reassuring squeeze before letting go. "That's the spirit. Now,

front of the line, and I felt a strange mix of apprehension and relief. Daryl ordered his lunch and then pointed to a ham and cheese sandwich for Vincent. "That'll do," he

Daryl. "Are you sure about this? I don't want to die..." I trail off

a table. The cafeteria was buzzing with the usual lunchtime chaos, but I felt a sense of calm settling over me knowing that

me with a serious expression. "I'll take the sandwich to Vincent. You stay here and enjoy the last of your lunch. If he has a problem with it,

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grin returning. "Now, eat up. You've earned a

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