CXVII

THE BEACH CLEANUP was an awkward fest.

It was awkward in terms of how everyone choose not to interact with one another, particularly Moore and Luka who were still not on speaking terms since Luka did not even bother to explain himself to the other boy before immediately walking the halls with his hand intertwined with Clara's.

The same could be said about the situation between Samuel and Sophie, with Sophie being more evident these days when it came to avoiding the boy as if he was a plague. Even when it was absolutely necessary for them to have a conversation about the organization, she would still find a way to pass her responsibility to someone else rather than doing it herself.

Samuel's thoughts were interrupted by Yule's loud groan. "Ugh, the sun is scorching hot," The tall boy was holding a bigger sack to hold more logs and other varieties of trash. "No wonder some of us didn't come along,"