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'You must be Pho-' Phoebe interrupted Sam before he could say her name, 'Phoebe.' 'And what are you doing here?' Sam looked tired, he sounded bitter- she hadn't heard that Sam was like that, he was meant to be the hero… The blonde girl behind him was studying her sandals, chancing glances across the room at the Caine boy- who was purposely looking away from her.
The apartment Sam resided in was like the others, unfurnished over than the stuff the teenagers had brought in. Sam was leaning on the wooden frame that would have been a kitchen side board if the apartment block had been finished instead of abandoned.
The Mexican boy from before- Edilio- was stood next to Dekka; Andrew was twitching in the corner. Phoebe resisted the urge to glare at Sam, he'd sounded rude in his last question and if her evil parents had taught her anything other than racism then they taught her to be polite.
'Well, seen as there's people out there hunting down freaks- and I'm kind of the freakiest freak of all the freaks,' Phoebe shrugged and unfolded her wings as much as she could in the cramped space that was Sam's small apartment kitchen. The blonde girl's eyes widened, Dekka's eyebrows rose and Andrew gasped. Sam looked at her wings briefly, 'and you figured you'd stick with some other freaks.'
'I figured I'd be safer with other people like me, have someone to watch my back, have someone to fight for.' Sam looked up, 'How do we know we can trust you?'
Phoebe tucked her wings in and her smile disappeared, 'You don't trust me?' Edilio jumped in, 'We hardly know anything about you… Only your first name and that you have wings.' Phoebe's green eyes looked at the floor; she didn't want to tell her story.
'How old are you?' the intelligent blue eyed girl questioned, 'I'm Astrid by the way…' Astrid the genius, Astrid and Peter Ellison, Sam's girlfriend… So how come something was happening between her and Caine?
'I'm 15, I ran away from my parents when I was 12 because I was growing wings…' Not that I'll ever tell you why… 'What did you do in the FAYZ, because I don't think any of us have seen you before you came here…' Astrid looked around the group, everyone shook their heads.
'I kind of hung out in the Ranger Station in Stefano Rey, I knew this girl called Orsay that could dream-walk- but she went missing eventually…' Everyone but Andrew looked up, 'Orsay?' Astrid, Sam, Dekka and Edilio all said at the same time, and then they looked at Caine. 'What?' Sam shrugged, 'You knew Orsay?'
Phoebe bit her lip, 'knew?' 'Orsay died…' Phoebe looked down at her scruffy Converses, she hadn't spoken to the girl for more than a few minutes- but Orsay had been the closest thing to a friend in Phoebe's life for years.
'Are you okay?' Phoebe bottled up her emotions deep inside of her with the whole orphaned thing that she hadn't really faced yet, and then smiled at Edilio, 'fine.'
'So… Am I in?' Sam looked around to see if anyone disapproved then nodded, 'yeah… Can you fight? Do you have any other skills other than- umm… flying?'
Phoebe's fake smile grew into a real one, 'I can fight really well, and I'm good with survival and stuff…' she glanced at Caine, feeling his eyes on her- he was clearly wondering where she learned to fight.
Phoebe didn't want to tell them that… Her fighting experiences weren't that good: her father made her have various fighting classes, against her true will; when she was 11 she got into a fight with a girl at the school somehow… Then there was that time- the time
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