Claimed.

Stars.

"Well someone is in a way better mood," Dylan teased as he slung his arm around my shoulder, "The dreaded crimson flow over?"

"Oh you mean my sacrifice to Satan? Yes it's over," I chuckled as I wrapped my arms around his waist, I could feel the death glares as we walked down the hall.

"To visual, you are so weird," he chuckled  bringing me closer to him.

This was like our weird routine. Meet around nine, walk to class together, girls would plot my death, and then we would be in math. It was sort of nice, he was the first boy I didn't want to just stab in the face.

"After you my lady," he beamed as he opened the door, its was stupid but still cute.

As we made our way  to our seats I saw Cassie waving at us, our seats in front covered with her junk.

"Well good morning Ms. White, have a nice night?" I teased as we sat down.

"Oh it was just lovely," she glared as she snatched up her belonging's.

Dylan looked between both of us before I gestured to the big chested brunette  that couldn't stop staring at Cassie.

"You get laid more than me, it's just not fair," he groaned as he laid his head down on the desk.

"Don't hate the player, just hate that I win," Cassie giggled as she casually leaned back in her seat, hands folded behind her head.

"Okay that alone can't be true, every time you just walk down the hall with me I get death glares. How are you not even getting dates?" I asked him quickly writing down the work that was scribbled on the board.

"The girls here are just sex crazed and a tad crazy. Not including you to of course," he sighed rubbing his temples.

"Hey don't count Dia out just yet," Cassie teased poking my side.

"What the hell is That supposed to mean?" I glared trying my best to avoid Dylan's stare.

"Don't think I couldn't hear you on the phone last night talking to some guy named Harry," she chuckled throwing a small wad of paper at me.

"Who is Harry?" Dylan quietly asked looking between us.

"First of all ew. Just ew. Second of all he is Just a friend, trust me if I were to ever date him it would be because I would be dying or something. Maybe not even then," I growled as I tried to remember all of last night's conversation.

"Really?" Dylan asked pulling my attention back to the present.

The look in his eyes made me feel a tad uneasy, like there was small fluttering bugs in my stomach. I couldn't tell if it was a good thing or not.

I could only nod in response as I averted my eyes back to the board. Out of the corner of my eye I saw a very angry red head glaring at me. Lilie. She had only stayed in the room three nights, the night's she wasn't there she was with her little toy, Chase. I had, had the horrible pleasure of meeting him when I walked in on their little 'fun time'. It was very traumatic.

Lilie wasn't very pleased that Dylan and I had been spending time together, it made me happy. Ever since we had gotten to the school she would make some rude comment about Cassie every chance she got, she was just pure evil if you asked me. She was like some demonic slut.

Her and Dylan didn't have the best break up. They had dated for almost two years and just as they were going to, bump the ugly's if you will, she cheated on him with two of the schools soccer players. She didn't even deny it. Dylan had taken it very hard and had apparently done some pretty bad things but that was all Cassie would tell me.