Chapter Twenty-Four: Problem Solved

                                    

                                          
"There you are!"
                          
Bayley turned around to find Seth catching up to her.
                          
"Hey," Bayley sighed.
                          
"You look upset. Something wrong?"
                          
"This isn't what I was expecting. I didn't come here to be segregated."
                          
"It'll be okay. It's only two weeks."
                          
"No Seth. It's not fair! I came here with you. We wanted to do this together. Right now, there is no together.
                          
Bayley calm down. It's only while we are in our cabins. We'll be spending most of our time out of there doing something else."
                          
"You sure?"
                          
"Yes I'm sure. You finished making your bed?"
                          
"Oh, what a pain in the ass! I finished it alright!"
                          
"Good, let's go get something to eat shall we?"
                          
* * *
                          
The two held their trays in hand and scanned the room for a place to sit. After ten seconds, Seth pointed to an empty table. After a while, Seth noticed one of the roommates looking for a place to sit. There was two empty chairs at their table so Seth waved his hand. It was the slim lady with brown hair. She took a bit to realize but she eventually found her way to the chair.
                          
"Hello," Seth greeted.
                          
She didn't say anything. But she did give a quick nod as she sat beside Bayley. No words were exchanged except for a quick thanks after she finished eating.
                          
"I like her accent," Bayley mentioned.
                          
* * *
                          
Night was quiet. The curtain stood strong and Seth was having a hard time falling asleep. For some odd reason, he just couldn't stop thinking of Sasha. After everything that has happened, Seth will never simply forget her. He just couldn't help but think how she was doing. Has she been able pay the apartment's rent by herself? Or is she by herself? Has she found another man? Or did she move back with her parents? He wondered if she went to college or university. Maybe she refused to retreat back to her parents and decided to play the financial game until she was eventually evicted and living on the streets. Is she happy? The constant train of questions eventually led Seth to sleep when he learned what waking up would be like. A whistle sounded the room.
                          
"Wake up! Let's go let's go! Up!"
                          
Seth jumped off the top bunk carefully to not land on the one under him. He jumped into a pair of sweats, a hoodie, and runners. Seth quickly peeped through the curtain to see Bayley has done the same. Before anyone noticed, Seth backed away and ran out the door on the male side. Quickly, the pavement was filling up with trainees. It seemed like every morning would be accompanied by physical training. Worst part was that it wasn't even six o' clock! 
                          
As the morning PT passed, Seth hasn't seen Bayley. She must be somewhere in the crowd. As he looked around, he noticed one of the female roommates was stretching beside him. It was the tall, blond, muscular one. 
                          
"Hi," Seth greeted.
                          
"Hello," she replied with confidence.
                          
"I believe I haven't properly introduced myself. Seth Rollins."
                          
Seth offered a handshake in which she accepted.
                          
"Charlotte."
                          
"Charlotte?" Seth stretched out ending looking for he last name.