Chapter Eighteen

It seemed that I wasn't totally unlucky today because I managed to avoid anyone in my year and found a patrolling Guardian to ask for help. I took a cautious survey around me before leaving the shadows and running up to the Guardian.

"Um… hi, I'm doing this wacky exercise as part of training and I was wondering whether you could tell me where I might find the people on this list." I ask him and handed him the aforementioned list.

"Ah, you must be one of the ones being chased. Guardian Maxwell did mention something about an entire year group having a chase," he chuckled.

"Yes, he decided to drop the bombshell five minutes before the chase." I grumbled. "When I headed to practice today, I definitely was not anticipating to be chased by the majority of my year."

"He left it until the last second? Wow that's unfortunate. What's the prize?"

"Skipping out on the assault course on Saturday and laps." I sighed.

"No wonder they're going all out, most people don't like the course."

"It can't be