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“Like what?” I ask, intrigued.
“Well, one time, Porter froze the whole cafeteria over on purpose.” He pauses, considering something. “And Easton once flooded the school just so school had to be canceled and he could go to a concert in Elemental.”
“And what about you?”
His lips quirk. “What about me?”
“Have you done anything rebellious?”
“Not on purpose, but only because I have to be more careful with my powers.”
“That makes sense.” I pause. “I’m surprised you guys trusted me enough to come to this school. I mean, aren’t you worried I won’t be able to keep my powers hidden?”
A hint of a smile graces his lips. “Sky, you spent almost eighteen years with no one knowing what you are. And if something happens and you do slip up, my parents are great at manipulating the situation. Plus, Easton and I are here to help.”
Help. The word is so foreign, but I think I might really like it.
I glance down at my schedule to see which class we’re heading to. Then I make a face.
“P.E.? Yuck. I seriously hoped they didn’t have this class here.”
“At least we have it together,” he reminds me. “Easton’s in it, too. And just a warning, he’s super competitive, especially in dodge ball, which we play all the time.” He rolls his eyes at that. “Although, I think if you smiled at him, he might go easy on you.” He tosses me a teasing grin.
I roll my eyes. “I don’t want him to go easy on me. I want him to play fair so, when I hit him in the face with the ball, it’ll be that much more gratifying.”
He chuckles, his eyes shimmering. “So, you’re competitive?”
“Only in dodge ball,” I say with a straight face.
He shakes his head, his grin bright and shiny and too alluring. Seriously, I can’t stop staring at it.
As we slow to a stop in front of the locker rooms, his smile dims a bit.
“We have to go into separate locker rooms.” He wrestles back a grin. “Unfortunately.”
I roll my eyes again, but a smile tickles at my lips. But the smile is fleeting as a girl walks by and elbows me in the back. I’m not sure if it’s on purpose or not, but my guard instantly goes up.
Foster must notice, too, because he frowns at the girl as she saunters into the locker room.
Frowning, he redirects his attention back to me. “If anyone bothers you in there, just send the feeling down the link.”
“Why? If I do, are you going to run in there and save me?”
“Um, yeah,” he replies shamelessly.
“What a brave bodyguard you are,” I joke, trying to drag out my time with him. “Do you know how dangerous the girls’ locker room is?”
Smiling, he nudges me toward the door. “Hurry up and get your pretty ass dressed. I’ll see you in the gym.”
He waits for me to open the door before he starts off toward the door to the boys’ locker room.
Mustering up all the courage I have, I enter the locker room, which has lockers, along with a few bathroom stalls. At least a dozen girls are already in there and some of them glance in my direction, including a girl with blonde hair and golden eyes.
“Who is she?” she asks her friend, the girl who elbowed me in the hallway. Her eyes spark with intrigue as her golden eyes assess me.
“That’s the girl Brody was telling you about, Sof,” the girl replies, smirking at me.
Sofie’s nostrils flare, smoke funneling out of them. “She’s the girl Foster was holding hands with?” Her gaze drags up and down me in disdain. “Yuck. What the hell is he thinking?”
