Rowan Hollander

*I am at this stupid party that Sawyer forced me to agree to come too. Every body is dancing and the music is loud. I am in the crowd of people, dancing with the girl I have been talking to for a little bit. I think her name is Sofia or Saffron or something, can’t remember. I almost feel it when they walk in, the pull. My eyes find them immediately, and I watch them walk in, gritting my teeth when I see they are with someone else. I keep watching them, the urge to go to them getting too strong*