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EMILIE MCCALL WAS SICK OF her locker, or to be more exact, the way it squeaked when she opened it. She let out a groan as she shoved some of her books into the metal storage space before she yanked out her timetable, a sigh escaping her lips once she read she had AP Biology first, though the sigh soon turned into a grin as she noticed she had music right after.
Her fingers grabbed the book she needed and she closed the door cringing at the sound it made. Emilie turned her attention away from her locked and made eye contact with Liam, she offered him a small smile and a wave, though he didn't return and continued on walking with Mason. Emilie sighed loudly and ran a hand through her hair as she made her way towards the staircase that led to her first lesson.
Her mind was blank as she pushed her way through the crowds of students, there was no way she was going to be late to her first lesson. It didn't take Emilie long to manoeuvre her way around the Freshmen and Sophomores, so she let out a sigh of relief when she noticed that she still had time to spare before class begun.
Brown met green and a smile grew on her face. "You look tired." Lydia stated as the brunette headed towards her and Kira. "Get enough sleep last night?"
Emilie shrugged her shoulders and ran her spare hand through her hair. "I was up pretty late, me and Scott were talking."
"About?" Kira asked as she rolled her wrist for an answer.
"I can't disclose that information." She answered quickly before she tried to get to a spare desk, though Kira's fingers wrapped around her wrist.
"Was it about me?" She questioned, her brown eyes studying the McCall girl's movement very carefully.
"No, Kira, not everything is about you." She huffed before she yanked her wrist out of the Kitsune's grip. "And grab my wrist again or anything for that matter, and I won't hesitate to hex you."
"Noted." Kira mumbled quietly as she removed her stare.
Emilie rolled her eyes and headed for a table at the back, her eyes glued to the open desk. She slammed the book down onto the table and pulled out the stool, her fingers instantly going for the bag around her shoulder, she let the material slip through her fingers as it landed on the floor with a thud.
"Is this seat taken?" Emilie looked up from the textbook in front of her brown to meet blue, she took a quick scan of the room to notice that there were five more open seats. "I can sit with someone else if it's a problem."
"No," She answered as she looked back towards him, a tight lipped smile forming on her lips. "It's vacant." Theo nodded his head and pulled out the stood whilst dropping his bag on the floor. Emilie watched as he pulled out a notepad and two pens and pencils before he turned his attention back onto her.
"Do you mind if I ask you a question?"
"Shoot."
"The other night," He started as his voice quietened down so nobody else would hear, Emilie leaned closer towards him so she could definitely hear him. "You had the claws like. . . us, but your eyes and that thing you did with your hand? What I'm basically trying to ask is, what are you?"
