Book:    The Gathering
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Yes, I had another wild encounter last night," I said as we walked toward the entrance.
"Really?"
"That's not what you wanted to talk to me about?"
"No."
"Damn."
He only laughed and grabbed the door for me. We went through. He walked beside me, so close I could smell woodsmoke on his jacket. I thought of warning him that there was a ban on campfires with the dry weather, but that sounded snotty. I'm sure he knew. I'm sure he didn't care.
I tried to forget he was there. But I could smell the smoke on his jacket, hear the clomp of his boots in the empty hall, even hear him breathing. I could feel him there, too. That sounds weird. I don't know how else to describe it, though. I was just really, really aware that he was walking beside me.
When we turned the corner, he veered so that his hand brushed mine, and I jerked away.
"You really don't like me, do you?" he said.
"I don't know you well enough to say that."
"Easily fixed. What are you doing after school?

( Kelley Armstrong )
[ The Gathering ]
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