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myself asking about them once, and she looked at me extremely confused. Luckily, Lacie had been able to cover my tracks. When I used to do that trick on humans, they could never see me, and I never talked to them, so I never had to worry. But here, it was an issue. I tried, because of this, to just not talk to people or touch them unless I thought they were a threat. Seeing someone’s whole life story was exhausting when you had to see them day after day. I use to only see it as it was an advantage, a tactic to find their vulnerabilities and weaknesses, but since I was no longer in the soul collecting business, this tool was now a nuisance.
    “Are you going to sit?” Myah asked as she waved her hand in front of her face.
    “Yes, sorry, lost in thought.”
    “That’s nothing new,” she laughed.
    “So did you join Spirit Committee?” Myah asked Lacie as she pulled out her turkey sandwich from a small brown bag.
    “Yes we both did.” And with that, Myah let out a loud chuckle.
    “Cendall joined Spirit Committee?” She smiled, and I shot a glare in her direction.
    “Yes, you’ve said before I needed to work on my social skills. I’m just taking your advice,” I said, and she rolled her eyes, probably catching the sarcasm.
    “Yeah right, but who cares?! It’ll be so much fun! I have so many ideas.” She started to ramble on to Lacie and Chad, and I turned towards Cameron.
    “Spirit Committee today, and you’ve only been to the office once this week. You’re growing up right in front of my very eyes,” Cameron teased as the others carried on in their conversation.
    “Oh shut up.” I playfully punched his shoulder. Like how Myah had become Lacie’s first friend at this school, Cameron had become mine. I think it was mostly because of how much he reminded me of Dave. I wonder where he was at on his scroll. When I’d last seen him, he was about half way through.
    Cameron, like Dave, had short, blonde hair, but their physical similarities ended there. Cameron was tall and lean while Dave was short and stocky. Cameron also had light grey eyes, and his tone was daintier, almost feminine. He reminded me so much of Dave when I’d first met him because he was so easy to talk to. After one conversation on the first day of class, I felt like I’d known him forever. Didn’t help that with one touch, I had the full version of his life story, but he’d never know. He, like Myah, had no deep, dark secrets, but unlike her, he did have something he was struggling with—something we had yet to stumble upon in conversation. It wasn’t an uncommon story: Absentee father, mother who was physically present but mentally checked out long ago. He’d basically raised himself from a very young age, and it gave him a wisdom that I couldn’t help but admire, almost like he was one of those old souls I’d learned about back in training. They said they were myths, but with the wisdom and patience this kid had, it seemed like something you could only get after living more than one life. We quickly became close because, like my old friend Dave, he helped me out on the first day. Not that I needed it, but he did so before we even became acquainted.
    It was first period, and I’d asked a kid if he could move so I could sit next to Lacie. The jerk told me to “fuck off”, and I was about to throw his desk with him in it across the room when Cameron got up and said I could have his. Since then, we have eaten lunch with him and Myah every day, and he’s helped me get out of a few extra visits to the principal’s office by calming me and helping me have patience with these high schoolers. He probably thought I was just crazy, but he stayed by my side either way, and without having Dave there to talk to anymore, I found a large comfort in that.
    “Why do you always follow what she does? It’s almost like she’s the president’s daughter and you’re secret service or some shit with the way you act.” My eyes widened, and I