[b]THULILE[/b]

Thuly found a lot of comfort in the random and not so random chitchat buzzing around the car. The young girl felt most at ease when she could blend into the background. Her looks had gotten her too much unwanted attention too often. That always led to Thuly having to use her power. And that always led to Thulile running her socks off, to get away from the authorities. Slumping in her seat, Thuly mused about all this. 

Staring dreamingly in the distance her eyes suddenly focused on the newest pick up. [i]‘Lucy…’[/i], she reminded herself. As her dark eyes took in the thin girl, the back of her head started to itch. Looking away Thulile wondered what that meant. Her deep connection with her more instinctive nature told her that this Lucy had set off an alarm within her aura. [i]’But how? She didn’t move from her spot. What did she do?’[/i] Unsure, the curly head tried to figure out, whether she’d sensed it correctly. Stealing another glance at Lucy she noted that the sensation of earlier didn’t return. With a sigh Thuly gave up on her train of thought. She resigned herself to just keeping an eye on the newcomer. 

Their truck finally closed on their destination. Thuly’s little nose wrinkled as it was assaulted by sweet and hearty scents. One of those smelled like she’d always imagined cotton candy to smell. Straightening up in her seat, Thulile murmured: “Almost there! Let’s go!”