(Christian)
I followed Elijah into the building. The halls were starting to fill up with students. Everyone was moving in different directions, bags on their backs, phones in their hands. No one paid attention to us.
'This is nice,' Kieran said. 'Being around all these people and not freaking out.'
'Yeah,' I agreed. 'It is.'
Elijah was still talking, something about the assignment we had to finish today. I wasn't really listening. My mind kept going back to this morning. To waking up with all three of them around me. To how good it felt.
'You're thinking about them again,' Kieran said.
'Can you blame me?'
'Nope. I'm thinking about them too.'
We got to the art room and Elijah pushed the door open. The smell hit me first. Paint, turpentine, that weird clay smell. I liked it. It was f
