Simple.

Misconceptions.

The next day I woke up drowsy on Castell's lap, I looked at the time. "We are late." Which woke Castell quickly, I dashed and got ready for school and dashing out to the car with Castell following me. We got to Harvard and finished our classes thus allowing us to go to a coffee shop. It was quite nice, not a lot of people were there probably because it was very late, about at nine. I asked the cashier, "May I have a Latte Mocha." Castell stared at me with squinting eyes I blushed, my shoulders raised, "What?" I said with a smile, "I'll have a Cappuccino." Castell ordered, we got our drinks and sat down at a two person table, "You are acting quite weird Castell, I have to mention that." Castell shrugged. "So what shall we talk about?" I asked she looked out of the window. "Castell is anything wrong?" She spoke, "No, just thinking." I sat there with a suspicion of her being depressed. Once we finished our coffee, I sat up and I wrote something in my notebook and handed it to her it stated, "I can help you." I smiled. She looked up at me with a surprised look on her face, "Are you really Triffle?" She said with a sly smile. We went for a walk talking about work and theories, while walking Castell had a phone call about an interview that she was supposed to go to, "Sorry, got to go. You can walk back right?" I nodded, "I am not a little kid anymore." She smiled and drove away. I walked home with no intention of getting there fast, so I just went to the Freedom Trail, which basically no one goes near sunset I looked at the time on my phone it read 7:54 so I decided to go at 8:30 or so, it was quite a peaceful journey I just thought about the relationship between me and Castell and what possibly is causing her depression, I thought about it a little bit, it can not be her grades mainly because she has all higher than a 97 (I check her grades yes I am quite weird.) I narrowed it down to a few things, My relationship with Castell, her other relationships and possibly any other variables that I have not accounted into (Ex:Things that I do not know about Castell.) at the end of the trail. I blushed. It was my relationship with Castell is it not. I face palmed and sat on a bench. A message popped up on my phone, the sender's name was Aria. I responded, "Hello?"

Aria: "Yes, remember that girl on the pier, that is me."

"Oh. Why are you be contacting me?"

Aria: "I need to talk to you."

"I need to talk to you about relationships if that is fine."

Aria: "Where should I meet you?"

"Beginning of Freedom Trail."

So I waited a few minutes and she was walking there I waved to her and she waved back. "Alright then shall we go?" She nodded