Nineteen

At first, Leigh thought the heat was coming from Ash. Thankfully, she was wrong. Why would Ash attack them?

"Oh my gosh, Leigh?!" Ash exclaimed, crouching down next to her.

"Ash!" Leigh reached up one soaked hand and brushed Ash's curls. They were real alright.

Ash caught her hand, heaving her out of the pond.

"Why the hell are you swimming with this boy?" She asked, eyeing Twelve up with a level of suspicion that could not have been legal.

"Relax, sweetheart. It wasn't exactly my intention," Twelve retorted.