26 Footprints on the Ceiling
That night Knox and Ximena rushed into their quarters, leaving Alex and TrysKa alone in Maverick’s hall. He leaned against the wall next to his room and she next to hers.
“So… goodnight?” he said.
“Goodnight,” TrysKa said. She leaned forward to kiss him on the cheek as she had for years but then hesitated.
Alex started to turn away and say Don’t worry about it. But TrysKa gave him a quick peck before he could. They looked at each other for an instant, barely a heartbeat. Then TrysKa went to her room.
She knew something was up but didn’t know what to do about it any more than he did.
Six years?
Oh yeah. This was going to suck. Alex went into his bedroom and threw himself down on the bottom bunk. Then started dying laughing. On the underneath of the top
