We were gathered around the master in our usual flock, like planets to the sun, or sheep to their shepard. Sonia's voice rang out in the room. She was siging something about beating temptation, being her usual luring object herself. I watched Judas as he watched her. His piercing blue eyes followed her with an expression that had become familiar on his face in the short time I'd know him. Amusment mixed with his faint annoyance at that the other followers acting less mature than him. I was simply glad not to see any desire for our beautiful friend appear in his face.

After all, he had me in his arms right now, sitting criss- cross on the floor with the others. I could feel his soft breath on my hair, smell his faint scent of cologne and mint gum, feel him gently rubbing my arm with his thumb... my heart beat at a speed so great it was probably unhealthy when I was around him. Aparently it didn't take much time to fall in love.

I looked back up at his face. His eyes shined with intelligence. His hair was in between a light carmel color and sand. He claimed it as dirty blonde, while the master called it toffee. He was pale, though not as pale as me, with a rather thin face. His nose was small, his eyes were large, and his hair was cut neatly above his eyebrows.

He glanced at me, a small smile coming to his face. "Fitting song for Sonia, don't you think?"

I grinned. "Very."

Jefferey smiled at us and rolled his eyes. "Quiet, lovebirds," he whispered. "I'm tryin' to watch."

Judas chuckled, and turned back to Sonia. I did too. She was teasing the master now. He had his calm smile on his face throughout her performance. I could see most of the guys watching her with varying degrees of attraction on their faces. The only man completely without it was the master, and if my Judas had much he was hiding it well.

I leaned back against him with my head on his chest. He smoothed my hair. I could hear his heartbeat through his green button- down shirt. He kissed the top of my head, causing butterflies in my stomach. At that moment, all I knew was that I loved Judas Iscariot with all my heart.

It couldn't have been much longer than a week. I had sort of lost track of time since I met the master and the others. We were family now, no doubt about it. How my love for people who were once strangerds could develop so fast and so strong was almost incomprehesible. Especially for the master and Judas.

We all loved each other. You could almost feel the sense of protection and friendship in the air of our group. We were together. We were safe. We were happy. I would be perfectly content spending the rest of my life with these people, following the master. Now my life seemed to have two clear parts. Before and After. Life before the master, before Judas, and before our friends was a distant memory. Looking back, I felt that life before was almost intolerable from my standpoint now. It had been chaotic, pointless, ignorant. Life after was beautiful. I had a family. I had the love of my life. I had the master to teach and guide me. I was happy.

Sonia came over a brushed Judas's hair behind his ear. He turned scarlet and looked down. I felt a pang of jealousy, and fought it back. Jealousy was a sin. Plus, Sonia meant nothing really, and I didn't have much worry over my boyfriend's faithfulness.

Judas would be loyal.