Multipliers just more advanced graduates?” Jen asked.
Asa almost said, ‘No,’ and explained what he knew. He opened his mouth, stopped himself from speaking, and then thought: The only reason that I know how Multipliers actually come to be is because Conway gave me information he wasn’t supposed to. He trusts that I won’t let anything slip. Finally, Asa answered: “I don’t know. You’ll have to ask someone else. What were you doing back here anyways?”
Jen shrugged and smirked. “Exploring. They wanted us to go to our dorms, but I figured I’d have plenty of time to see those. I was itching to see the terrain.”
Unbelievable! Does she realize what danger she has put herself in? All to explore? “Well don’t do it again!” Asa said.
Jen laughed: “You can’t tell me what to do, you know? I’ve been on my own the past few years after my parents got sick. Wolf Flu.” She hung her head for a moment before adding: “And I’m not going to let people start pushing me around just because I’m here. I’m not scared of you, you know?”
“I didn’t say you were,” Asa said.
“Just don’t tell me what to do, okay? I’m a big girl.” Jen patted her pocket, as though making sure that she hadn’t lost something.
“I don’t think that you realize how dangerous this place is, that’s all. I wasn’t trying to be mean.”
“Don’t worry, Palmer, I think that I can handle myself.”
They passed Harold Kensing’s grave in the woods and Asa thought: Why don’t you listen to me? You have no idea what kind of danger you just put yourself in. This is the reason it would be unfair to have Fishies and fourth semesters fighting in the same arena. If the rumor is true, and the Task is going to be some sort of school-wide fight to the death, I think that Jen’s cockiness is going to end her.
Jen turned to the left, headed into the arctic jungle that separated Fishie Mountain and the second semester mountain. “Where are you going?” Asa asked.
“I’ve got to go back to my dorm. See ya, Palmer.”
Asa thought about warning her of the dangerous animals that inhabited the wild, but then stopped himself. She doesn’t want to hear it.
“See you,” Asa said, a little disturbed at the odds of her getting ripped apart before the end of her first day in the Academy. “Hey, wait! Where did you get those goggles?”
“Found ‘em,” she called back, not wasting her energy to turn around.
Asa shook his head and watched her move in between the brush. “Are you sure you don’t want me to fly you home?”
“Get a life, Palmer,” she called back.
Seeing no other option, Asa climbed the mountainside up to his dwelling. The rock was icy, and he held his wings out beside him so that his fall would be less severe if he slipped. “So stupid,” he muttered to himself. The sun was still high in the sky, which surprised Asa, considering all that had already happened that day.
His mind was drawn to the mystery of the Multipliers in the woods. Why are they here? And who made them, if the Academy isn’t aware of them? And…
Asa thoughts were cut short as he saw the door to Charlotte’s dwelling open. Asa held his breath, and felt a deep pang in his chest. Despite all the time he had been thinking about Charlotte lately, he still didn’t know how he would explain the letter he left her if confronted face to face…
Shashowt appeared out the wooden door closed it behind