Chapter 14: the reunion

                                    

                                          


                          
Beach.. I need to find this place.
                          
I got out of my bed after a night of barely sleeping, staying up thinking about one way or another to infiltrate the secret society. I still hadn't come up with anything yet, I was completely clueless. My stomach rumbled, signaling me it was time to eat something. I got up out of my bed, heading towards the fridge. "What should it be this this time?". I opened the door, sticking my head inside, to my surprise the fridge being almost empty. 
                          
Fuck. Groceries. That was the thing I forgot last night. 
                          
I sigh in annoyance and head back towards my bedroom to get dressed up, planning on going back to the store. I took my keys and bag of utilities from my chair and leave my apartment. 
                          
"So what do I need again? Eggs, bread, ramen...", I tried to memorize, ignoring the environment around me. I took my time walking to the store, which wasn't that far away. As I finally arrived, I noticed there was already a car parked in front of the grocery store, the owners loading the trunk, and others still getting food from inside. My eyes fell on their wrists. 
                          
That's it. The wristbands. They're part of it. Wait but what am I going to do? Just walk up to them? Or follow them? I mean what's the worst thing they could do? I'll just ask.
                          
 I made up my mind and walked over in their direction. 
                          
"Oi!", I yelled, making them stop in their tracks to turn their attention to me. "You guys, you're from the beach right?". They all seemed surprised at my sudden question. One of the men stepped closer in my direction. 
                          
-"And who are you?", he asked threateningly. 
                          
"Does that matter?", I responded in a sassy tone.
                          
-"you seem to have some guts don't you?", he took his gun out of pocket, pointing it at me.
                          
Interesting, so they have weapons?
                          
"Easy there fella, why are you so threatened by me?", I said with a mocking frown. "Y/N, Hirai Y/N is the name", I said now changing my facial expression to a fake bright smile, offering my hand. 
                          
--"Oi! Isn't that the one hatter said something about?", I could hear one of the other men trying to say sneakily to his companion. 
                          
So they know me?
                          
"Seems like your place already knows me huh?". The man now looked like he was in an angry trace of thoughts. "Just please! Pretty pretty please take me to your little secret society! It's so boring here on my own!", I begged while pouting at them. The man in front of me turned around and went over to his other members, sticking their heads together, trying to discuss something. They all seemed to throw in their own arguments as the discussion lasted longer than I'd expected.
                          
--"They've already heard about her capabilities, she'll be perfect contribution", I could hear one of them say.
                          
Their little discussion session ended and they all turned back to me. 
                          
-"So you want to come with us?".
                          
"I mean that was the whole purpose".
                          
-"Get in then", the man directed to the door of the car, allowing me to hop in, before we all took off towards the place called 'The Beach'.
                          
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I was led inside by the group of men, completely bewildered, as this place was way larger than I had expected. It was a big resort, full of other people, all wearing swimwear. They took me further into the building, into a separate room. I was told to sit down on the chair and wait for the so called 'executives' to arrive, while the door was guarded by other people.