After waking up from a stiff sleep, I headed outside with Emma, hoping to stretch a bit. My limbs were twisted and I had pins and needles everywhere, sleeping in a small space was not good for a tall person.

“Do we have to keep going today?” Emma asked, I could hear the reluctance in her voice. The exercise wasn't so horrible, I was relatively fit- living on the streets did that to you.

“The sooner we leave, the sooner was get home,” I reminded her, squeezing her hand for encouragement. That seemed to work for her because she gave a small smile and started walking on with the others, trudging through the endless sea of snow.

“So, tell me about yourself.” She said, curiosity dripping in her voice and her eyes aflame with interest. Oh goody.

“I'm really hot,” I said, winking at her. She groaned and grinned back at me.

“I mean, what do you like to do, where are you from, what's your family like? Etcetera” she said, rephrasing her question. How was I to answer this? I didn't really want to tell her that I was a smart street boy, went to public school occasionally, made straight A's when I did. Lived on the streets after my parents had died six years ago, no siblings tha tI knew of. It just sounded lame! But on the other hand, telling her a lie now would just make her mad and distrustful of me later so...

“Well, I live in London. I don't go to school that much, but I'm still a good student, all the other kids are bozos,” I said with a grin, and if she wasn't going to ask, I wasn't going to mention my family. “My favourite colour is red, hence the red highlights in my hair, and red shirt I am wearing. I love sports, especially rugger, and footy, erm, soccer to you Americans, “ I added with a wink. She laughed at that.

“What about your family?” she asked, ooh, wrong question.

“Well, erm... the sort of died in a fire six years ago.” I said quietly. I was okay with it all now, but it had been a rocky road to getting to an okay place, and I had no intention of going back over it.

“Oh, I'm so sorry,” she said immediately, looking mad at herself her inquiring and feeling pity for me. “I never knew my father, left my mom when I was two years old.” She told me.

“I'm so sorry!” I exclaimed, how horrid. At least I had known my parents!

“It's okay, my mom's great, she's my best friend. And now that I'm gone, I don't know what's going to happen to her,” her voice faltered. After a moments hesitation, deciding whether or not it was the right thing to do, I put my arms around her and held her as we walked on. She seemed to appreciate it, and I didn't mind at all. Holding her felt the most natural thing in the world, and protecting her from hurt was what I needed to do.

I turned my heat on a little more, she felt a bit chilly, and picked my pace up a little, trying to catch up with the others who had gotten a ways ahead of us.

“Aidan, Emma, get over here!” Skye exclaimed.

Emma and I hurried over, and Emma wiped away a tear in her eye.

“What's up?” I asked the group, We were are surrounding this big cave thing, and it looked a little like a tunnel.

“What do you think this looks like?” Austin asked, gesturing to the cave thing

“Looks like a cave thing, that could possibly go on forever” I said, getting a chuckle out of Emma and Elorri. “Why?

“Well, Seph thinks it could be a cut through of something, and he wants to go check it out. However, we don't see any light,and what if he got hurt? Skye said.

“We don't know whether we should test it out by going through, or waiting here. Elorri and Skye want to follow the path, while Seph and I want to try out this cave. He could run through, see where it leads, and tell us what he finds. If it's a dead ends, great, we go around. But if it's a shortcut, we could get off this mountain much faster!” Austin said. After doing some quick mental math, I was good at that, I realized that it was a tie between going in, or going around.

“Well...” started.

“Isn't it safer to just follow the path?” Emma cut in. Great, she wanted one way, and I was going to say another.

“Well I was going to say if Seph went through, he could just tell us which one to take.” I said, hoping not to offend the girls.

“But what if he got hurt?” Skye interjected.

“But what if I didn't?” Seph argued.

While we were arguing, no one noticed Elorri take her shape again.

“I have a plan,” she said, causing us all to jump.

“Shoot,” Seph said, looking quite happy to see the real Elorri again.

"Here's the plan" she started.

The End

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