exams.. exams.. exams.

I was sat at a counter by myself. Chewing on a piece of bread. I was the only one in here, everyone else was working somewhere. I had got here this morning, The only people I had seen was Jeb and Ian. I didn't know anyone else. I sat there in silence, thinking through an exam I had at school.. back when I took it all for granted.

I wandered into the kitchen. I wanted a granola bar and so did Liam and Isaiah. Since Wanderer got here, Liam had spent a lot of time with the two small brothers. I wondered if that was because Jamie, his usual best friend, was with Wanderer a lot.
I hummed a random tune, skipping into the kitchen. I skidded to a stop when I spotted someone with dark hair, someone I hadn't seen before. I panicked that Wanderer's Seeker had found us.

I looked up to see a girl stood there, looking at me. I was confused, very. What had I done wrong?

"Uh... Hey," I half-smiled, wary of the new person. I hadn't even been told about her. But then again, all my time was spent with Wanderer or Liam and the kids. I had no time to find out.

"Ciao" I said in my thick italian accent. I could speak english but I preferred to speak in italian. "I mean Hello" I added and smiled.

I decided to go right to the point. "Look, no offence, but who the hell are you and why are you in our kitchen?" I asked.

I slid alittle further down in my seat. "Im.. Im Honor. I just got here.. well earlier today" I said, a little scared.

As she slid further into her seat, the light hit her eyes in just the right way. Any tiny, niggling doubts I might've had that she was human were gone.
"Oh. Well, hey. I'm Becca." I smiled, wandering past her to get a handful of granola bars.

"Ciao" I said, sitting back up and watching her get some granola bars.

"Welcome to Jeb's caves." I smiled, pulling myself up onto the counter. "I know these caves like the back of my hand, so if there's anything you need, just let me know." This was my usual speech for any newcomers.

I skipped into the kitchen, happy as ever. I was singing to myself like usual. We'd decided to take Wanderer out of the prison but leave her in mine and becca's room for a bit with all three of us sharing one room. Which was good new's for my back and my aches from being in that hole just for one night... I wondered what it was like for Wanderer. Then when I came back to the real world I carried on singing to myself. "When we collide, we come together..." I was singing when I noticed Becca and someone I hadn't met stood in the corner. "Hey Becca! Who's this?" I asked, looking at the new girl. I went and grabbed a granola bar off the side before skipping over to join them.

"Zoe, Honor. Honor, this is my cousin, Zoe." I smiled and slung an arm around her.

"va bene" I answered Becca, "Oh, I am Italian if you havent guessed by my accent. It is suprising where people think I am from.." I added.
I turned to see another girl in the room now, I smiled and said. "nice to meet you, or where I am from, piacere di conoscerti"

"Nice to meet you too." I smiled at her, then looked at Becca. "Becca have you seen Jared... I haven't seen him around in ages?" I asked, curious.

"Probably working on his abs somewhere, making sure that my next kick won't hurt" I chucked, remembering his face. "No, I haven't. Sorry. Why?"

"Just wondered. I haven't seem him anywhere." I laughed.

"I'm sure he'll turn up. I know you luuuurve him, but don't worry. He'll be fine, wherever he is." I joked.

"Whos Jared?" I asked, smiling and setting my piece of bread down on the counter.

I mouthed; 'Her Crush' at Honor before saying out loud; "One of the guys here. He's like the leader.. Well apart from Jeb.."

"Sure.. you see I don't Luurrveee him. But I do know that you love Kyle" I joked.

"Ooft," I joked sarcastically. "You caught me. Kyle is just. . . Wow."
I looked up to see Ian leave. I facepalmed but couldn't stop laughing.

"Now Im confused." I said, finishing off my bread and getting up. "Im going to go try and find my room.. Jeb told me it isnt that hard to find" I said. I could speak fluently in two languages, they came in handy sometimes.

"I can help," I offered. "And what are you confused about?" I asked, slipping off the counter. I shoved the granola bars into the pocket of my hoodie.

"Just all the new faces" I reasurred her and added, "that would be great, grazie"

"Oh. That was Ian. . ." My cheeks darkened a little. ". . . Kyle's brother. . ."