AAMON
Thoughts about helping Haven find out her true origins haven't left my head since last night. I've been zoning out during classes today, trying to figure out where to start from. The siren rings and I stand, grabbing my books from the desk and stashing them inside my bag.
"Hey, Aamon. Can I sit with you at lunch?"
Frowning, I turn and look at a girl who I've seen around Ember a few times. The girl was always her puppet, doing everything Ember wanted, including her homework.
"No." I flatly decline then walk out of the classroom but she follows me.
"Can we go out later after school then?"
Since Ember completely cut her off because she's now Haven's number one mama bear, Serah has decided to get to me directly.
I pause in my steps, but not because of the girl but the scene in fro
