Amira Cruz is another character whose family came from the Cortez colony in southern Colorado. She grew up there, living a somewhat sheltered life until her parents packed up their large family and moved them out east without hesitation.
While she’s disgusted by bugs, she’s not afraid of them like Arabela and Sofia. She’ll squash them any day.
Sofia is a member of the Honey Bees, the academy’s dance team. They double as the cheer squad and cheer at sports games. Sofia’s specialties are samba, lambada, hip-hop, foxtrot, quickstep, and dance improvisation.
If I were to describe Alice’s style as 2000s goth, then Gin’s would be emo-punk. It’s almost as if their fashion choices reflect their wishes; Alice wishes she that she didn’t care or worry as much, while Gin wishes she were more rebellious. We’ll watch both Valentine girls mature in Taurus, as the book focuses on their court.
Even though her father expects Zahra to follow in his footsteps and join L.O.R.E., she actually wants to go to a prestigious university and play football. She has been scouted by several colleges, but her sights are set on Brigham Young.
Chloe loves group activities. She helps Isaac organize game night, attends every McKnight concert, and finds herself right at home among a herd of deer or an assortment of birds. Though quiet whenever she focuses on her ability, Chloe is very extroverted. She’s been doing her best to rub her outgoing nature off on Gin and Zoey, her two favorite girls in the world. She hasn’t realized yet that Zoey is jealous of all the time Chloe spends with the psychic.
The big sister that everyone wants. Sweet, kind-hearted, positive, open-minded, talented, intelligent, and beautiful. Her only downfall is that she can be a bit spacey–otherwise, she always has her friends’ backs.
Castor and Pollux’s first night in the mansion comes to a climax.
Kaylee was moved to six different homes over the next decade before she finally settled onto a farm with the warm and welcoming embrace of an elderly couple. The were patient with her, coaxed her out of her shell and cared for her as if she were their own daughter. Over time, the teenager even began speaking to them, though she still remained quiet whenever scouts came around to trade food for goods. Shortly before her nineteenth birthday, Kaylee met Aria.
“What’s the matter?” asked Mercedes, Rocío’s mom. Her hair was dyed black, but her roots were flaxen blonde. She was already seated at the kitchen table by the time I trudged out of the bedroom. “You look tired. Didn’t you get any sleep?”
I shrugged as I entered the kitchen. “I’ve just been having weird dreams.”
“She tosses and turns and mumbles in her sleep every night, Ma,” Rocío revealed, throwing me under the bus. I threw her a scowl, which she ignored.