By now, something unusual had happened.
The gossip gang had quietly become part of the protection squad.
If Alankrita entered a room carrying books, someone carried them.
If she stood for too long, someone found a chair.
If she skipped lunch, somehow everyone knew.
It was equal parts sweet and terrifying.
That afternoon she walked toward the old fountain courtyard where Oliver, Chloe, Porter, Marcus and the others sat discussing assignments.
The moment they noticed her approaching, chaos began.
"Move."
"Give her space."
"That bench is cold."
"Put the scarf there first."
Within seconds an entire seating arrangement had materialized.
Alankrita stared at them.
"You all are becoming strange."
Oliver looked offended.
"We are becoming responsible citizens."
Porter nodded seriously.
"Cambridge certified."
She laughed and carefully sat down.
"Can someone call my friends too?"
The atmosphere changed instantly.
"Is everything alright?"
"Are you okay?"
"Do you need Dr. Ellis?"
"Should we call Sara?"
Chloe looked genuinely worried.
"What is it, Little Pumpkin?"
Within minutes Sam, Mei Lin and Elara appeared, looking equally concerned.
Sam arrived carrying water.
Mei Lin carried snacks.
Elara looked prepared to fight somebody if necessary.
The entire circle gathered around her.