Mattâs eyes fluttered open as the door to his room creaked. Bennet poked his head through the door. His dark curly hair had grown almost a full inch, as he had.
âYou going to sleep all day, Maps?â
âHey, Cat.âÂ
Matt stretched, sitting up. âCatâ was the nickname the others had given him because of his quick reflexes. But the name really stuck when he ended up chasing off a…