cares who your roommate likes or what Damion’s ex has planned ? Go and have a fun time. Just make it known that you want to go as friends.”
“You really think so? Should I?”
“Yeah I do,” Monson said with a warm smile, “you are way too cute to go by yourself. Don’t worry about things like that. It’s a waste of your time. Go. Have fun, and for all that is holy , try to smile.”
For the second time that day , Cyann Harrison blushed , summoning that same slight patch of pink to her olive skin.
“Cyann!” said her sister ’ s unbelievabl y annoy ed voice. Monson and Cyann looked over to find Indigo , Artorius and Casey staring at them. Indigo appeared upset, Artorius shocked , and Casey smug.
Did we miss something? thought Monson.
Before he could continue this deliberation , however, Indigo stood up. “We’d better go , Cyann . We still have to make it to the mall and back before curfew. ”
“Yeah , you’re right . ” Cyann rose to her feet. The room was silent, Cyann avoiding both her sister ’ s and Monson’s eye s . Why was everyone acting so weird? It just did not make any sense. The huffy silence prevailed even as Indigo and Cyann gathered their bags, jackets and shoes, and mov ed towards the door . Cyann open ed it, stepping to one side and allowing Indigo to pass through first. Indigo disappeared from sight.
Cyann followed her sister over the threshold of the door a half second later. She stopped just outside , and then glancing over a shoulder, look ed right at Monson. Their eyes locked as she mouthed the words , “ T hank you . ” He waved it aside , his face going pink. Turning back, Cyann left , closing the door with a snap and leaving Monson with the increasingly familiar feeling that he was missing something extremely important.
***
The next couple of weeks were crazy for Monson. The news that Monson Grey was going with Taris Green to the Spring Solstice spread at the speed of thought. Ever since Monson had arrived at Coren , it had been a common complaint of his that he received too much attention. It might be nice for some people, but the attention he received was mostly negative and definitely not welcome. And just when he thought he could not possibly get any more attention or be any more on his fellow students’ radar, t he beginning weeks of his relationship with Taris told him that he was sadly mistaken. He and Taris, Grey and Green, the freshman punk Horum Vir and the Junior g reen -e yed g oddess …i t seemed that people talked of nothing else , and for those first few weeks , that was probably true.
Particular ly vexing was Derek, who seemed to pop up everywhere that Monson went , undoubtedly with something malicious in mind. Lucky for Monson, Casey and Artorius were always with him , so he did not have to worry about someone beating him up.
The two Harrisons were also acting strange . Neither girl came around much anymore or had much to say when they saw Monson in the halls or classes. They also stopped eating with him ; not that they had ever eaten together a great deal, but the couple of time s a week became never . It became very noticeable. The few occasions Monson did catch up with Cyann , she put on her poker face and only responded to him with the bare minimum required to be polite. It was incredibly frustrating, because ever since the ir encounter after the weight room incident a few months before , Monson Grey and Cyann Harrison had slowly become friends. H e trusted her . H e had been able to tell her things that he had not share d with anyone, even Casey and Artorius.
She was the first to know that about my memor y loss, Monson thought .
Now they were like strangers ; distant , indifferent strangers. Why was she acting this way? Could it be because of Damion? He heard through the school’s rumor factory that shortly after he asked Taris, Cyann had accepted Damion’s invitation to the dance. That little bit of gossip actually