The last runner : Academy of magic

Chapter one hundred and sixty five: Returning home

What will Thomas' friends say when they hear about his crazy adventure? They will possibly think he is insane. It might also be better if he never says a word about it. Still deep in his thoughts he was interrupted by the screeching sound of his bedroom door. It was Elvis and he walked in with Ana and Alex.

“Is it time for the race?” Thomas asked quickly, sitting upright.

“No, it’s not about the race,” Elvis stopped him promptly when he was about getting off the bed. “I have something else I want to tell you,”

Thomas furrowed his eyebrows in uncertainty. He looked at Ana and Alex while they made their way to the bed. They both sat down on Thomas’s sides then fixed their gazes on Elvis who was standing before them.

“I have a confession to make,” Elvis said. Thomas could see the regret in his eyes but right now all they could do was hear him out patiently.

“What is it? You have our attention,” Ana responded.

Elvis hissed, avoiding eye contact with them for a few seconds. “I messed up.