Outside was inky black, except for the small flickering flames on each candle, which seemed to reflect the stars. The gathering was already at least fifty strong, and the Fires had yet to join us. Susan and Micah stood with the Waters, passing around their candle, sharing their flame. Micah ushered the Airs back away from the rest of us. Having just finished an exercise, some had yet to get their powers under control. Strong, sporadic gusts blew out everyone else's candles over and over again. I stood in the middle of the makeshift circle holding Bee. No candle necessary. I had Fire in my hands already. As soon as I noticed the Earths approaching the group, I made my way to them. Shifting Bee to my hip, I extended my arm to Clay's sister. "Hi. I met your brother earlier today. I'm Kaitlyn." She shook my hand. "Yes, he told me about the…" She looked me up from head to toe. "…turnips." "Yeah. Sorry about that." The awkwardness continues.
