Skylar POV

“What bonfire?” Sierra looks at me accusingly.

I shrug my shoulders. “I don’t do parties because I don’t have friends. So I don’t usually pay attention to the social scene.” I look down at the ground after that word vomit confession. Taking a deep breath I look back up at Sierra. I wonder when she is going to figure out I am not someone to know and she’ll move on like everyone else.

Sam looks at me and chuckles a bit but then quickly turns confused when I don’t join in laughing then looks between the two of us. He clears his throat. “We have a bonfire the weekend following the first full week of classes. Which happens to be tonight, you should both come. It’s in the clearing in the woods behind the packhouse, nothing too crazy, but it is tradition. Will you come? Please say you’ll be there.” He’s looking at Sierra with big puppy dog eyes. Is he pouting?!

“Of course! We can’t break tradition!” Her cheery personality shines through. “Is there a dress code for this particular get-together or is it come as you are?” She smiles up at him. So, this is what flirting looks like up close, interesting. She definitely does it better than Kaley, I think I get the appeal now.

would dress warm, it’s

“What time?”

9. But, really you can come whenever.” He smiles at Sierra. It’s really cute to watch him flirt.

suit. Once we are both in and the doors are closed she looks over at me.

Really?” I question her, shaking my head. She just laughs as she starts the

end of our block. “I didn’t realize your aunt and uncle were some of our lead warriors. That would explain your fighting skills. I guess I never really asked about you today, sorry about

other. And what I want to know right now is what do you mean ‘you don’t do parties because you don’t have friends’? You’re not going to just slide that

chooses to hang out with me. They mostly choose to avoid me. It’s been like that for a long time. You are the first person I have had more than one conversation in a row that wasn’t in school about an assignment or at training.” I shrug. It’s weird though when I used to think that stuff to myself it hurt, but I feel nothing now,

and I have a feeling the silver laced whip marks on your back fall into this same story

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