Leading up to now

Chapter Five- Lucas

You know when you get really, really mad and you want to hit something? That was nothing to how I felt now. We both had detention, so there was no reason for her to be all moody about getting it. She's so freaking annoying! I can't believe I called her hot. Rah. I haven't said that in a while. 

Mr. Crums, the head of our year walked in, with a mug of tea and today's paper. I've never liked him. He always wears tweed, never normal clothes. Why he doesn't wear normal clothes I have yet to find out. He sat back on his chair and got out an iPhone and headphones (which he put in his ears) and unfolded his paper. Not even glancing up at us. I strain my ears to listen to what he's playing on his iPhone. Typical, he's in the middle of a quidditch match. But then I had an idea. If I could seriously improve my agility, I might be able to get out through the door. I looked around. evrybody was looking down at their work- including Cassandra Grey. Up I got, being careful not to scrape the chair on the floor, and out I went, tiptoeing and edging out. 

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Detentions are essential, I know, but that one was too much. I don't know what it is about that girl, but I just want to punch her in the face! And that is seriously frowned upon! I ran through school like a cheetah, without spots and a tail, and as I reached the wide fields, I opened my arms wide and breathed in the clear, teen-angst free air. It was like a cheesy movie. But I swear, even after 156+ years of high school, you NEVER get used to it. EVER. So I flopped back on the grass and decided to fall asleep.

"Hey, jerk, did you think you could get away with sneaking out?" Said an annoyed voice from behind me.

Holy crap. I stood up and faced her. If looks could kill I'd be deader than a dead thing right now.

"Cause you didn't." She scowled at me and I returned it. 

"Why the heck did you follow me!?" I yelled at her, but she didn't flinch.

"Because you can't get out of it that easy."

"I just did." 

She whacked me again. Ouch. 

"Ouch!"

She snarled- literally and stalked off, her ponytail swinging. 

RAH!

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Only Janesse was home when I knocked at the door. She looked as... vibrant as ever. She ushered me in and offered me a cup of blood, which I refused. I walked up the stairs and into my room. Barty was asleep/scheming on my bed, and the lights were low. I walked to the orb for the second time in two days. 

"Once again I consult,

Your pearly white glow,

Put your mist aside and tell me,

What I wish to know."

The mist cleared. In it I saw Cassandra. But something was wrong. Something I couldn't quite put my finger on...