"Additions to the List"

Disclaimer: See chapter 1

Zack had made one critical mistake when he put me where he did, he didn't know the school boundaries.

The first day at my new school, I walked in and and I saw them instantly. Two girls, sitting alone in the back of the room. One was blonde with dark brown eyes and the other had the same brown eyes and dark hair that matched. I smiled and walked over. "Hey." I said softly, almost hesitantly.

"Big kids only." The blonde said coldly.

The brunette hit the other girl, "Hey, quit it, that's Jondy."

I smiled, "Nice to know that someone recognized me."

The brunette, Grix, smiled, "How could I forget, I gave you that name."

The blonde smiled, but the smile didn't reach her eyes. "Good to see you Jondy."

"You too Syl."

"How'd you end up here?" Grix asked.

"One guess." I said with a chagrined look, "Zack."

"Of course." Grix said.

I leaned over, "Who'd you escape with? Who do you know didn't make it? Who made it?" I asked in a rush.

"Hey, we're not supposed to talk about that." Syl said.

Grix interjected, "I got out with Van, we saw Lex get dragged back. Ben and Tosh made it past the fence and Nox..."

I nodded, "I know..."

We stayed quiet for a second to honor him. Then I spoke, "Syl?"

"Krit and I got out together, Jace, Jude, and Fyn didn't run. I didn't see anyone die."

I smiled, more for the list. I told them about the secret communications ring and gave them the numbers. Syl acted like she didn't want to know but I saw her try to memorize the numbers.

Grix thought that I was really smart for staying with Zane as long as possible. She told me she still wished she was with Van but Van, being a hard core soldier (more than me), she made them separate straight off.

Syl never talked about being separated from Krit, about anything Manticore related, except for being a solider.

Grix laughed. Grix could always laugh at something, she was always so happy.

For three months it was great. My parents weren't the best but being with Grix and even Syl made everything worth it.

But then one day Grix didn't show up at school. Syl sat in her usual seat, anger and sadness in her eyes but the rest of her conveyed no emotion.

I motioned at Grix's seat, "Where is she?"

"Her foster parents dumped her and she had to move houses, the new one is so far out of the district that she can't get a waver." She replied with a cold, emotionless voice.

I nodded and sat in my seat. I didn't cry for Grix. If I had to, I knew how to reach her and she could reach me.

Besides, I still had one sister I could see everyday.