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 âââWell, they donât like hanging around me, either, so this is a match made in heaven.â
If he were anyone else, he might have pointed out that peopleâs dislike of Aris was much more recent than their dislike of Shred. But he wasnât anyone else. So instead he said, âOnly if you like hanging around me.â
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Caleb loved college.
He loved having more freedom and not being under his fatherâs tyranny for the first time in his life. He was excited about the classes and his major. Sure, he was still skittish around the crowds, and he was still wasnât good with people. But the good outweighed the bad.
Caleb was just about to duck inside his dorm when someone addressed him unexpectedly, and he momentarily tensed. He made an effort to relax as he turned to his apparent neighbor. He was good with faces, but it took him a moment to place it.
âShred?â he asks, delighted and disbelieving. âI didnât know you went to school here. H-howâve you been?â
Zart was behind Shred, carrying a duffel bag full of clothes. In Shredâs hands were his toiletries bag and a box of electronics; his books were in the backpack he didnât seem to notice weighing him down. The RA and RD had everything else. This was one trip.
An odd sensation filled him when Caleb responded. His lips tingled like they had when Caleb first pressed theirs together. His insides felt... fluttery. It was a feeling heâd never had before, and it made the ghost of a smile cross his lips.
âMy roommate kicked me out,â he said. âIâm living here now.â He nodded to the door. âAre you here too?â
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@magicveincd His roommate had kicked him out. Okay, so it wasn't quite as bad as it sounded. But there were facts, and the fact was that Zart had asked the RD for a new roommate, and the RD had offered Shred a medical single if he'd move out, and just as it had always been Shred cared less. So he'd agreed. Now, with the RA and RD and Zart helping, he was moving his things up three floors to the single he'd been given. He was aware, as always, of what was around him, but it took a minute for him to figure out where he knew the boy across the hall from. "Caleb?"
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âIâm moving.â Caleb hugged his knees to his chest, frowning at the playground before glancing at his friend sadly. Heâd been fighting against the move as much as he dared, but there was no changing his dadâs mind. He was moving, and the thought made him miserable. âI donât want to move, but my dad says we have to. I donât know why we have to go. I like it here.â
He looked at the ground while Caleb spoke. He didn't cry. He didn't feel like crying. He felt hollow, emptied out. It used to be his normal, before Caleb, and he'd been starting to seem normal, but now... "When?"
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 âââOh, bloody hell⌠You ever wash your hands, mate?â
He looks down at his hands, surprised. âI did wash them. They just donât come all the way clean anymore.â
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 âââYou really donât like hanging around other people, do you?â
âNot exactly. Mostly people donât like hanging around me.â
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âNewt said you needed extra hands?â
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   âIf you have somethinâ to say, bloody out with it, already.      Weâre all just shiverinâ in bugginâ anticipation.â
For a second it looks like he wonât. Then he says, quiet but audible, âItâs good to see you back on your feet.â
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Shred seemed so calm, so relaxed about the whole thing. Like he didnât just get confirmation that his whole life was a lie. Aris envied him, the way he could take things so logically, remain unaffected by everything. Maybe he could be happier, if he was just a little bit more like Shred. Or perhaps it wasnât any of that all, could it be that his clone, his friend was breaking inside? Aris doubted it.Â
He wanted to speak to him, wanted to be able to say something, anything. Janson quickly closed up and left before Aris could notice, he was too busy focusing all his attention towards Shred. He opened his mouth to say something but nothing came out.
It wasnât exactly unexpected. Aris was so normal compared to Shred. He had feelings, displayed them in a normal, accepted manner. Aris understood what was and wasnât supposed to be said. Shred... didnât do any of those things.
He almost thought it didnât matter, but there was a sort of weight on his shoulders. So many things made sense now, and he hadnât realized until now that he really wanted them not to make sense. Not that it mattered. He always knew he was a freak.
Jay stood off to the side as two boy Launders she vaguely recognized to be builders heaved the newcomer out of the box, fingers twiddling with the bottom of her shirt awkwardly. When finally she caught a glimpse of dark hair, and tan skin she moved forward; apologizing as she accidentally bumped someoneâs shoulder, heaving a sigh when the crowd lurched forward and she herself being pushed along with them.
â Hi, nameâs Jay. â She introduced herself simply, before proceeding to grab his hand to check his pulse, normal, thankfully. Proceeding to pressing a light thumb to his right eyebrow, she lifted it upwards to examine his eyes, having to stand on her toes to reach, â Your eyes are dilated, is your stomach cramping? â
If he was surprised to have a girl suddenly grab- bing his hands and face, he didnât show it. His expression didnât change at all; the only shift was that he looked at her instead of looking around.
He didnât respond to the introduction. If he rea- lized it was an invitation to give his own name, he didnât show it. âNo,â he said in answer to the question. âItâs dark down there,â he added, ap- parently to explain it.
âYeah well, guess that was a formal introduction. Not thatâm all that formal m'self.â The girl shrugged as thin beams of sunlight pushed through and bounced off her face causing her to squint. âDonât it ever rain in this goddamn place? Jesus Iâm sick anâ tired of the sunâ It was almost humorous how quickly she could change the subject, and for no particular reason at all. Aphrodite just always had so much to say, so much to doâ even if it often involved getting thrown in the slammer.
âNo one here really is. Except some of the Keepers when theyâre in the Gathering.â He shakes his head in response to the question. âSame weather every day,â he says. âNo rain, no snow, no cold, no wind even."
"People âround here actually get to pick where they end up? Or is it âyou go where we place yaâ type oâ deal?â
She was already back at work on the slab or meat, slowly making each cut that she did. Every now and again, she had to put more force on the knife than she wouldâve wanted, but with her being so small she didnât have a lot of muscle to just cut the meat with ease.
He was ready to step in if her grip slipped again or if she had trouble, but the better grip was working and she was doing well.
âItâs a combination of both,â he answered. âYes, the Keepers make the final decision, but they donât choose without regard to what you want. They take into consi- deration whoâs understaffed, where your friends are, and what your skills and affinities are. They try to make sure everyoneâs happy with where they end up.â
Minho glanced over his shoulder and frowned. He looked to either sides, reconfirming that there was nobody else but them around. He wasnât sure if Shred was following him or he just had to walk with him. He decided he wouldnât question. He grabbed a sandwich and took a big bite as soon as he was at the kitchen.
He didnât have anywhere else to go. Work was done in the Blood House for the day. All he needed to do still was eat dinner, so he might as well tag along with Minho.
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ââand wâat face is that?â
âThe âthings are klunk but I donât want to admit itâ face.â
He squinted his eyes and tilted his head, his expression  showed  that though he didnât understand  completely what the otherâd just said, he wasnât really wrong. In Nicoâs eyes  Shred was funny  guy, it wasnât a bad thing though.
âYeah, I guess.â
Shred was more than a little odd. He was used to people disliking him for it, or find- ing him creepy. But Nico didnât seem to think that about him, which was good. âThank you,â he said, almost as an after- thought.
