Landon
"Did you skip Sharing Circle today?" James glances away. We haven't spoken since that day in the Arts and Crafts cabin, but I feel like his absence warrants a conversation. Also, Rueben and his friends are busy getting high by the docks, so I'm stranded in the Mess Hall. There's no way I'm eating lunch alone— at Gorebury, sitting by yourself is just one step towards becoming a social pariah— and I still don't feel comfortable sitting with Xavier and his friends, so I choose a spot at James' table instead. "Maybe," he says, in a voice that doesn't exactly sound like his. "Why? You never skip activities." "I wasn't feeling well," he replies shiftily. "My... pollen allergies are acting up." I can tell that he's lying. I always know when people are lying to me. James has a part
