Chapter Three

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"So, you're not mortal are you," Clay said when he saw the halls were deserted.

"What do you mean, of course, I am," George said, lying.

"I can see through you're little charade, Georgie," Clay smirked as George bit his lip in frustration.

"Fine you caught me, I'm a PyroAngel," George said quietly. He was shocked he hadn't tried to lie his way out again. For some reason, he felt he was able to trust Clay with a secret that big. Something deep in his gut was telling him to be honest.

"Don't worry, I won't tell," Clay said grinning.

"Thanks, Clay," George said as they entered the library corridor. They walked in comfortable silence for the last minute it took to get to the library. George pushed the door to the library open and held it open for Clay.

Clay muttered thanks and stuck his book in the return section. George put his book in the return section and the two split up going to opposite sides of the library. It wasn't quite large but it certainly wasn't small either. Gorge entered the fantasy section and picked a book that had an intricate design on the front. He grabbed it and checked it out then sat at one of the tables waiting for Clay.

He started reading his book until he heard a soft thump on the table. "Hey, shortie," He heard as he looked up.

"Hi, Clay," George smiled as Clay took a seat at the table. The two started chatting quietly and George noticed an ebony chain around Clay's neck. George looked up into the blonde's eyes and felt as if he was ripped from his chair. He was still seated though. The feeling subsided when Clay started waving his hand in George's face. George's eyes flickered into a glowing orange before flickering back to his original chocolate brown.

"You ok?" Clay asked, concerned slightly.

"Yeah, sorry. I zoned out," George said rubbing his face.

"We better get back to the group. Nick's probably worried," Clay said standing up.

"You're right," George said standing up as well. They left the library chatting comfortably. They walked back outside and quickly spotted the table.

"Sorry about my question earlier, I was just wondering if I was the only single one in the group," Clay said.

"Yeah, it's ok. That's normal, Clay," George said as they walked to the table. George retook his seat next to Nick.

"-so the sun is like a big ball of gas, right? At any given moment it could explode and we would all be dead. Everything dead," Zak was saying, waving his arms for effect.

"Do you think that often? That's frightening," Darryl said as Zak grinned.

"Not everything would be dead. The deities would just have to remake everything," George said as he pulled out his book.

"That's true, but what if deities didn't exist," Zak questioned curiously.

"Simple. None of us would be alive," George said, smirking. Zak looked dumbfounded for a second before agreeing. George quickly tuned out of the conversation and started reading.

As lunch ended George quickly went to his next classes. The classes droned on rather quickly for being so boring. Surprisingly Clay was in some of his classes they just never noticed each other so most of the day, Clay and George were walking to class together. On the walk to the bathroom, he had yet another run-in with Jackson and his posse.

"Ah, little Georgie. You need to learn your lesson. It wasn't very nice to hit me earlier. No, it was not," Jackson said grinning like a madman. George quickly shut down his emotions and just stared blankly at the taller male.

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