Off To The Seas We Go! [DISCONTINUED]

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And a groan emitted from Taurus. She picked up her pencil to sketch again and scribbled but quickly crumpled it when she saw how it turned out.

It had been 4 days since she had fainted during her class. And all she had done the entire time was to figure out who the man was and why she is the only one who can see him. Libra's disencouragement just boosted her will power.

Right Now, she was trying to sketch out a portrait of the man, trying to ask someone from Mirac about it. She had heard that Dr. Angela had originally been a citizen Of Glamour, but got married to Prof. Glymph Ramirez of Mirac. She got posted here, followed by her husband after 7 years of living separate.

They had a son of 16 and was hoping to get answers from him. Her plan was to keep an eye out for When ever their son Would appear at her school corner him, befriend him and get answers from him. Sure, the plan was offensive but it had to work, she had to stop the migraine-causing visions she's been having.

This was all she could find out in the course of 4 days. Her detective skills aren't exactly good, she just needed to convince Libra that she's been having visions and He would surely help her. She was his little sister, 'baby sister' as he would say in a good mood, he had to help her.

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It was Monday, the day to finally put her plan to test. She had been hearing rumors of new student's arrival from Aquarius who agreed to help her corner him. He was always up For weird and crazy stuff, probably why Libra feels that he has to take care of Aquarius too.

They were to meet during the time between the third and fourth periods. Aquarius Would bring the doctor's son with him and meet her. Then they Would proceed to hang out for a While So they could get him to open up to them.

Right now, Taurus sat in her mathematics class. She really wanted to take a nap to make up for her tiredness, but Mr. Chase wasn't the One to let his students take a breather. He would give them a minute of silence so that the student napping would become aware of the quietness. This practice alone took 15 minutes of his class daily on an average. And Taurus was finding it hard to keep her head up.

Mr. Chase glanced at Taurus and raised an eyebrow, "Taurus, What's wrong?" Okay, him and asking about a student's health? Now that was a first.

"Ergh... Sir, I uh-" But Before she even complete her sentence, Mr. Chase cut her off, "Whatever it is, I really hope it doesn't require slacking off. It will really just waste your and my time." He sugar coated every syllable, making it seem like honey dripped off from them.

A few snickers could be heard from here and there. Taurus kept her head low and apologised. "Sorry sir, it wont happen again." "It better not, now if we use the Pythagoras theorem-"

And Taurus heaved a sigh as she pened down the notes, desperately waiting for the period to end.

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Mr. Chase was a jerk.

He put so much homework on them that Taurus was sure it would take atleast half a thick A4 thin lined notebook to do it. And the worst of it, they had two days' time. So, she was pissed. She thought that she Would try to make up for her sleep but guess that had to be postponed for some shitty middle aged redhead with stupid glasses and his elephant sized homework Which no one wanted to do.