Im back! Ok so my first fan fic kinda...well...died, but this one is now alive and kicking and i plan to keep it that way. I thought a lot about this one while my back was broken...thank you champ the horse...and now its finally here! I hope yall like it :) I'm sorry if some of the stuff is cliche VK fic stuff, but i promise im making this an original. So here goes my second shot at a fan fic...i hope yall enjoy :)

She was staring up at me with those innocent blue eyes, those trusting, blue, haunting eyes, although my back was to her. A small cough escaped from her frail frame, as she pulled the bed sheets closer around her knees. I had just put a fresh bandage around her fragile neck, knowing full well the scars within her little body were much worse than those on the flesh. She clutched her pink pillow tightly to her, the pillowcase handmade by our mother. She was paler than usual, dark circles forming underneath her little eyes. My little sister Millie sat staring at me with her big blue eyes, her little hands gripping her pillow. It was all she had left of our precious mother ever since they were murdered by a pureblood vampire. Millie's little porcelain face was buried in the soft pink fabric of the pillow, trying to catch a last scent of the sweet jasmine perfume of our mother. Slowly she lifted her head; bond curls falling all around, and gave a small, yet sweet smile.

"I can still smell her," my little sister beamed with glistening eyes. I flashed a big smile back at her, ruffling her golden hair, when suddenly a pain seemed to course through her tiny body, forcing her to lurch foreword. I heard her breath catch in her frail chest. Millie gripped the pillow tighter, her blond hair falling over her face as she gasped for air as the pains racked her body.

"Millie, are you ok?" I panicked. Pushing her curls back behind her ears, I wiped her little face with a damp cloth. "Millie answer me," I said a little too anxiously. It was a while before she could catch her breath long enough to speak, for the pains coursed through her body in waves. Finally, she whispered to me.

"I'm really thirsty Kyra," she pleaded her voice thick with misery. Sweat was beading on her forehead and her eyes were starting to take on a crimson hue. "Can I please have one of those pills?" she begged. "Please big sister?"

I wanted more than anything to say yes and give her a blood tablet and know that everything would be ok, at least for a little while, but I couldn't. But I also could not watch my sister sit here in pain as she slowly lost herself to the beast trying to come out from within her.

"Millie you know you can't take those," I said grimly. "You know your body rejects them, it just makes it worse." I saw the misery in my sister's eyes swell and another bout of pain coursed through her body. I couldn't stand it anymore. What kind of big sister was I if I couldn't do anything to help? What kind of sister just sits back and watches her sibling suffer? I couldn't be that sister anymore.

I had been holding the glass bottle in my hand for some time, uncertainty keeping me from revealing it to my little blond sister, but I was out of options now. Slowly I took a syringe and drew the clear liquid from the bottle. I was sure it would work. I spent months of tireless work and research on it. I was sure it would work. But what if…what if it didn't? I wasn't anything my parents were, I was almost running on complete luck.

"But Millie," I said slowly, "I think this will make you all better," I told her as I pushed the last of the air out of the syringe.

She didn't ask any questions. She trusted me 100%. She knew her big sister would never hurt her. Her childish, unquestioning trust gripped me, making it even harder. Why wouldn't she question me? Why did it seem easier if she would just doubt me?

"That shot will make me all better," she said through a faint smile through the horrendous pain that held her. "You will make me all better, right big sister?"

"Right Millie," I said faintly while walking over to her and sitting by her side. I patted her blond, curly head and a smile instantly flew across both of our faces. I knew my medicine would work, it had to work. I promised Millie, I promised Mom and Dad. I laid the syringe on the bed beside me and pulled Millie into my arms. I buried my face in her sweet smelling hair; the faint scent of her strawberry shampoo filled my nose, comforting me. Her tiny arms wrapped around my waist as far as they could. One of her hands was playing with the ends of my long sandy brown hair. I held my precious sister for what seemed like forever. Finally I slowly pulled away and cupped her delicate little face in my hands, brushing a stray strand of golden hair out of her eyes.

"Millie, I want you to know that I love you so much and I always will no matter what ok," I said holding back tears. "You're my best friend and I will always protect you," I said quietly while stroking her soft face.

"I love you too big sister," she said as she grasped one of my hands tightly and held it to her face. "You're my best friend too and we will always be best friends."

I hugged her one last time and kissed her on the cheek before grabbing an alcohol wipe.

"Pull your sleeve up Millie, it won't take long," I asked her gently. There was a quick flash of worry on her face, but it quickly dissolved into her contagious smile again. "It won't hurt but for one little second," I consoled her while swabbing her little arm with the alcohol pad.

"It's cold," she giggled as I pulled the cap off of the hypodermic needle with my teeth.

"Ok Millie, just a little mosquito bite,' I stammered through the plastic cap. Millie, shut her eyes and looked away as I brought the needle to her arm, but then…I stopped. 'What if it doesn't work? What if it makes her sick? Maybe I messed up somewhere? What if…what if it kills her?

The questions and uncertainty raced through my mind, and I must have been out of it for quite some time when I heard Millie's little voice say, "What's wrong Kyra?"

I blinked hard and swallowed. I had to do it; there was nothing else left for us. "Nothing Millie, I just don't want to hurt you," I said smiling.

"Come on scaredy cat," she teased. I know she was joking, but I was more terrified in that moment than any other in my entire life. Millie, I was afraid, so very afraid.

"Ok, ok," I said, swallowing the last bit of hesitation. "Here we go."

Again Millie closed her eyes and looked away, and I plunged the clear liquid into my little sister's pale little arm. It was done. My heart started to race and I watched Millie's face, waiting for what was to come. To my relief her eyes began to return to their normal color. She became more relaxed, and her tiny body stopped flinching. Her color came back to her cheeks, and her breathing was easier. It had worked.

"You cured me big sister!" she squealed with delight. I breathed a huge sigh of relief as tears of happiness filled my eyes. I watched as she jumped up and bounced up and down on her mattress in joy. Then, she turned to me went to throw her arms around me in a hug, but she was stopped short by a convulsion that threw her back on the bed. I could hear her breath become strangled. Horror and terror consumed me. What had I done?

Millie screamed in agony as her body was jerked in convulsions. I ran over to her and tried to hold her down. I tried to protect her from hitting her head, and dragged her away from the wall.

"Millie, what's wrong?" I half screamed and half pleaded. But I got no reply, only her tormented screams continued. I tried to get up and get a sedative, but if I left her she would hurt herself, so I stayed there trying to console her, tears running down my face. What had I done? As quickly as it had started Millie's little body suddenly went limp and her screams ceased. She lay in my arms unflinching.

"Millie,' I choked out. "Are you ok?"

She didn't say anything, but then her tiny hands gripped my arms with an iron force, far stronger than any little girl could be. Her head still drooped.

"Millie, what are you doing?" I asked panicked. Her grip only tightened, nearly breaking my arms. "Millie, stop it!" I screamed in fear and terror. She didn't cease and quick as lightening she snapped her head up and right into my face, her tangled blond hair flying. Before me was not the face of my baby sister, but the twisted and demonic face a full fledged level E vampire. "Millie!" I wailed in sorrow. "What have I done!"


"Kyra, did you have a good day at school?" my aunt Cora called from the kitchen as she heard the door close behind me. It has been a few months since the death of my sister, and every day is a living hell for me. I drag the guilt of her death around like two massive ball and chains. Ever since I lost her, I came here to live with my mom's sister Cora. I had nowhere else to go, I lost my parents and my baby sister, so this would have to do. Still, it's not home.

"Yeah, it was alright," I called half heartedly as I slung my backpack on the couch and headed up the stairs to my room. Aunt Cora is nice enough and she tried her hardest to make me feel better, but she and no one else knows about the real reasons behind my family's deaths. I was pretty messed up after Millie's death, so I wasn't ever questioned. My parents were world famous doctors who specialized in rare illnesses, but in reality they were ex vampire hunters working to find a cure to becoming a level E vampire, so the court came up with a story that some fruit cake Darwinist murdered them and came after Millie because he believed that only the fit should live and my family was messing up the natural cycle or something. I have to give them credit for creativity. Of course they have yet to figure out why I'm still alive, and even I don't know the answer to that.

I walk inside "my room" as I hear Aunt Cora say dinner will be ready at seven. My room is really a guest bedroom that Aunt Cora has desperately tried to make homey for me by plastering posters and whatnot all over the walls. I thank her deeply for trying, but nothing will ever bring my family and home back. I fall onto my bed and exhale deeply. This is my everyday ritual since my sister's death. I wake up, shower, get dressed, eat, brush teeth, go to school, come home, come in here, and then read. All I can do is read, it's the only thing that takes my mind off of everything and allows me to escape for a little while. I guess it's my drug. I'm pretty much a hermit and Aunt Cora is always trying to get me to go out and make friends, but I just don't feel like it. Not after what I've done. I sigh heavily and pick up Jack London's White Fang and begin reading where I left off. Soon I'm lost again in a world that is not my own; my own world is too dark to live in.

What seemed like hours later I hear Aunt Cora call that dinner is ready. Reluctantly I dog ear my page and drag myself off the bed. Before I leave though, I stop in front of my full length mirror. I'm still me. Average height, slender, long sandy brown hair with blue eyes, a few freckles across my face. But something's missing. I padded into the dining room and take my seat across form my aunt, a plate of grilled lemon chicken and vegetables in front of me. We say grace and I proceed to eat silently when Aunt Cora stops and puts her fork down.

"I've been thinking Kyra," she said a little too slowly and cautiously. She was staring at the floor. By now I've stopped eating. "Maybe you need to get out of here, get away from this place and the memories it holds," she finished now looking at me.

"What do you mean?' I asked caught off guard.

"Well you just seem so sad here and you stay holed up in your room all the time," she said pulling out a brochure. "I think this school could do you some good," she said while sliding the paper over to me.

"Cross Academy?" I didn't get it.

"Yeah, it's a really nice place Kyra…and they have a great science department," she added quietly.

"I told you I don't want to study any form of science," I almost growled.

"But Kyra, you're so gifted, you're practically a genius like your parents," my Aunt pleaded.

"I said no!" I yelled slamming my hands down on the table. I then realized what I had done. "Sorry," I said quietly. "It just, brings back painful memories."

"I understand dear, I overstepped my boundaries," she said softly. "But, would you like to go here, just to get away from here?"

I sat and thought. There really was nothing left for me here anymore, and everyday was painful. What could it hurt? "Sure, it will be different," I said with a light grin.

"Great!" Aunt Cora beamed. "I can get you there by next week."

I sat looking over the brochure. It seemed like such an austere place and it really was beautiful. Maybe I can start a new life there. Maybe I can escape from my ugly past. I can start new for you Millie.


The day finally arrived. I found myself standing at the gates of Cross Academy. Aunt Cora had bought me tons of new clothes and lots of other stuff and showered me with hugs and kisses before I left for the air port. The plane ride had been a lonely one and every time I saw two siblings playing with each other, a stabbing pain ran through my heart. But I finally made it here. There were beautiful gothic buildings and the scenery was breath taking, but I felt completely lost in this huge place. I was starting to get a little worried when I heard a light airy voice call to me. A slender brunette wearing a black and white uniform with short hair came walking up to the gate.

"You must be Kyra von Lockhart," she said with a beaming sweet smile.

"Yeah, that's me," I said with a grin as she unlocked the gate and opened it for me to come in.

"Welcome to Cross Academy," she smiled. "I'm Sayori Wakaba, but everyone just calls me Yori," she said as I walked through, staring at the elegance of the place. "It's so great to finally meet you, you will be in most of my classes," she beamed.

"That's great," I said relieved that I had already made a friend, or at least I kinda knew someone here. It's better than not knowing anyone and being out here alone. She seemed like such a kind, sweet person. It was hard not to smile around her. Suddenly she seemed to have a confused look on her face, and proceeded to swing her head around her back as if looking for someone.

"Strange," she murmured.

"Is something wrong?" I asked starting to look around as well for any signs of something amiss. Everything seemed ok, there were a few students sitting outside under a tree laughing, but nothing weird.

"No, but I was sure Zero was supposed to be here to help introduce you as well," she said giving a last glance behind her shoulder. "Oh well, it's not unlike Kiryu to be late or just plain absent for something important," she said, her cheery attitude turning somewhat annoyed. "Oh well," she said as she shut and locked the gate. "All that matters is that you're here," she cheerily said as she turned around. "I can't wait to get back to the dorms, you're my new room mate! Oh let me help you with your bags," she said as she scurried over to my suitcases full of the clothes aunt Cora bought me that I probably would never wear.

"That's great," I grinned. "You're my first friend here and we're already roommates. Oh but you don't have to help with those bags, my Aunt bought a crap ton of clothes for me even though I told her I don't need them. She tends to go overboard," I smiled embarrassed.

"Oh it's no problem really," she smiled as she lifted one of the bags. Then she smirked and yelled, "And this would be a WHOLE LOT EASIER if ZERO was HERE to HELP!" Nothing happened and Yori proceeded to laugh. "Oh well, at least I tried," she sighed through a giggle as I picked up the remaining bags and we started heading to the day class girl's dorms.

"Who's this Zero person you've been talking about?" I asked confused.

"Oh, he's on the disciplinary committee like me, although he kinda does his job only when he feels like it," she sighed.

"Disciplinary committee?"

"Yeah, we keep the night class and the day class in line and make sure everyone is where they are supposed to be."

"Wait, there are two classes?" I asked baffled. "Why?"

"Well the night class is a very advanced and very wealthy group. They are different from us," she said a little somberly.

"Oh, I guess that makes sense,' I said, half way lying but I didn't want to pry on the first day here.

"Yeah, but you should see the way the girls here freak out over them," she said laughing. "I hope you don't become one of the zombies."

"I don't intend to," I smirked, but then I almost ran into Yori, who had come to a complete halt in front of me. She was staring up a tree in the distance, and I saw a figure slumped on one of the branches.

"Hey Zero, you skipped duty again!" she called to the figure in the tree. "That makes four times this week. You could have at least showed up to say hello to our new student."

The boy in the tree didn't flinch. I couldn't tell much about him, except that he appeared tall and lean, and he had silver hair that stood out against the brown and green of the tree.

Before I knew it Yori grabbed me by the wrist and was dragging me toward the tree.

"Darn it Zero, you could help a little more around here," she mumbled to herself exasperated as I followed her. "Zero, it would be polite if you at least said hello to Kyra here, she's new," she said when we made it under the tree. She craned her neck up and put her hand over her eyes trying to see him. "I know you hear me Zero."

I followed Yori's lead and looked up the tree for the strange silver haired boy. Finally my eyes landed on the pale skin of his face. He was actually really handsome, but he continued to stare off in the distance, completely ignoring us.

"Zero!" Yori called.

Zero snapped his head at both of us; glaring. His eyes were piercing violet and I think I even blushed a little when our eyes met. But I noticed that those eyes were like ice, I had seen those eyes before somewhere else. They were so familiar to me. I didn't know why. The look in them, although angry, was terribly sad. They were so lonely.

"Hi," I said quietly hoping he didn't see my face.

He stared at us for a few more very long seconds before uttering a sharp "Hi." Then he stood up and jumped down off the branch and landed effortlessly with his back to us. He then proceeded to coolly walk toward the buildings. For some reason that slightly irritated me. The rudeness ticked me off, but the loneliness in those eyes seemed to soften me. There must be a reason he acts that way.

"You don't have to always be so scary Zero," Yori called after him, but he only waved us off without even turning his head. "Please forgive Zero, he has some attitude problems," Yori sighed. "He doesn't have to always be so mean, but he has had a hard life," she quietly said picking up my bags once again.

"Yeah, I feel bad for him," I replied slinging my other bags over my shoulder. What happened to you Zero? I thought to myself.

"Oh well, let's get your things to our room so you can meet Chairman Cross," Yori smiled again.

"Alrighty," I smiled. "Thanks again Yori, I owe you one."


"You can go in Kyra, the Chairman is expecting you," Yori said as she was walking down the stairs after we had put my bags in our room. She suddenly stopped and added, "Be prepared," with giggle.

"Prepared for what?" I whispered, but she was already gone. I sighed, not sure what awaited me inside the door, but the faster I went in the faster I could come out. I slowly turned the knob and went in.

"Hello, Chairman?" I silently called. The office was huge and there was a large desk with a large leather chair, the back facing me. I couldn't see the man seated though, for the chair was just so massive. A small wave of fear started to creep up inside me, what if this guy is a real jerk? Slowly the chair started to swivel around, the leather creaking. My heart was beating insanely fast, which was stupid because this was only the headmaster, right? Then, before me was the familiar, warm face of one of the most important people in the Hunter Association.

"My dear Kyra," his familiar voice soothed, "you have grown to be such a beautiful young lady."

He rose from the chair, and in an instant my mind finally remembered this sweet, blond man. As he was making his way from around the desk, my mind was reeling with memories. He was great friends with my parents, often over at our estate discussing the cure my parents were trying to create. He had the authority to get my parents what they needed and the three of them were staunch advocates of peace between humans and vampires. He loved Millie and I dearly, often bringing us little gifts and giving little Millie rides on his shoulders while playing the piano with me. Seeing the familiar friend in front of me caused something to break inside me. "Come here my dear girl," he softly said with a hint of sadness. Without hesitation, I ran into his arms and hugged him tight, tears starting to fall from my eyes.

"I missed you so much Mr. Cross," I almost blurted out.

"I know Kyra, I know," he soothed while stroking my hair and holding me tight. "It has been a very hard year for you, but now you are safe here and I will take care of you. I can promise you that."

"Thank you…so much…Mr. Cross," I choked out trying to make myself stop crying. I pulled back enough so I could look into his caring eyes. They reminded me so much of my father's, the way he used to look at me. "I'm safe with you."

I stayed in his arms for some time, actually feeling at home again. Before long though, he pulled away and ruffled my hair, his green scarf tickling my nose. "You know, you have to call me Chairman Cross in front of the students," he said with a wily smirk, "or they might get jealous of you." He laughed softly as a smile spread across my puffy face.

"Yes sir, will do," I chirped while saluting in a comical way.

"Here, let me get you something," he said as he hurried into an adjacent room. He quickly returned with a cool white rag. "Don't want you going to your first class looking like I scared the daylights out of you," he grinned while handing me the cloth.

"Oh, thank you," I sighed as I wiped the soothing cloth across my red face. I'm going to be ok here I thought to myself. As long as I'm here with Mr. Cross…I mean Chairman Cross… and my new friend Yori, I can start new. After my face returned to normal and after talking with Chairman for a little while, I realized that almost an hour had passed. "Oh wow, it's almost eight o'clock," I gasped.

Chairman Cross looked up at the clock as well and smiled. "Oh yes, my goodness time sure does fly," he said as he stood up from the chair he was seated in. I followed suit and straightened the black skirt of my uniform, which Yori had given me to change into before my meeting. "Class will be starting soon," he added softly.

"I'm sorry I stayed so late," I added rather embarrassed.

"No worries, just head down to class room 3A. Your seat number is 32," he smiled. Have a great first day Kyra and if you need anything you can always come to me, Yori, or Zero," he said patting my head as he walked me to the door. "I hope you enjoy it here at Cross Academy," he said kissing the top of my head and then opened the door.

"Thanks Chairman Cross," I said as I hugged him and then sprinted down to the class room.


Seat 32, seat 32, seat 32…found it! I finally saw my seat and sat down just as everyone else was filing in. I got a lot of stares and glances, and a lot of friendly waves and hellos. I made sure I waved and said to hello to all that had showed me kindness, I didn't want to seem like a jerk. I was waving at Yori, who was on the row below me, when the sound of books slamming on the table next to me made me jump. I turned to see who my loud neighbor was to find none other than Zero Kiryuu taking his seat in the chair next mine. He slumped down in the chair and leaned on his elbows, having a general uninterested look on his face.

Why me? I thought. Trying to see if I could make my situation better I put on a friendly smile. "Hi Zero," I grinned.

"Hi," he replied stoically, not even glancing over in my direction.

Slightly irritated again by his shortness I added, "So, you're also on the disciplinary committee right?"

"Yep"

"So, what class is…"

"Don't bother me," he sharply cut me off. I know my face burned bright red from embarrassment. I was shocked at just how rude this guy was, even if he had issues.

"Sorry," I quietly said with a hint of anger. Wow, Yori wasn't kidding when she said Zero can be scary…well he's not exactly scary, just a bit of a jerk, I thought to myself while staring straight ahead. Well fine then, I won't bother him. I kept staring straight ahead, not even glancing at the moody silver haired boy beside me. I wouldn't give him any reasons to be a jerk to me.

"Alright, alright students lets quiet down," the 1st period advanced biology teacher yelled to the mass of chattering students. The command didn't seem to have any effect so the next thing he blurted out was, "We have a new student!" Oh joy. Well, that shut them up. The mass started turning heads and asking wheres and whos before I heard, "Miss um…Kyra von Lockheart…would you please stand up." Crap. Before I knew it, I was rising from my chair; the squeak of the chair sliding back seemed as loud as a bomb going off in the dead silence of the room, my face burning red. Zero didn't even stir. Soon, I was staring into the eyes of too many curious students. I nervously brushed the hair from in front of my eyes. "Please welcome her and…," the teacher stopped abruptly. My heart seemed to stop in my chest. The middle aged, balding man was staring at me unblinkingly. The room was deathly silent. "You…you're her…the last one," he trailed off.

Oh no…

Suddenly his face beamed and he excitedly blurted out, "You, you're the daughter of the famous Dietrich and Anya von Lockhart, the world renowned doctors!" He was like a little kid who had just found the toy in the cereal box. "I read your parent's article's every month in all of the scientific magazines and reports. I am so sorry they are gone," he added.

"Yeah, me too," I said solemnly. This was ridiculous and embarrassing standing here.

The sadness quickly faded from his eyes however. "Well then, coming from such bright and talented minds, you are sure to be top student in this class, heck in every class!"

Please shut up…

"I bet you are going to become a doctor just like them and then you can continue to save lives and give hope to…

"NO!" I almost screamed, shocking even myself with my reaction. Zero was even looking at me now, his expression actually appearing a little softer, even curious. I just couldn't help it. I couldn't shake the image of Millie's trusting eyes staring up at me before…before I…

"Miss Lockhart, are you ok?" I heard the teacher ask worriedly, but he strangely seemed far away. I felt a cold sweat break out all over my body, Millie's eyes burned in my mind. Hope. I had given Millie hope, but…but then… I felt weak and lightheaded, when I felt some kind of gentle force pushing me down, melting me into my seat. I blinked a few times and came to see that the gentle force was Zero, who was, astonishingly enough, bending over me with worried eyes, his face soft. His warm hands were on my shoulders, keeping me from coming crashing down inside myself. I didn't want this warm feeling to leave.

"Hey, are you ok?" he asked softly. All at once my mind seemed to switch back on and, everything registered in my mind as to what was going on.

Oh great, now I've really done it, I thought to myself while mentally kicking myself in the butt. The first day and I am now the really smart, rich kid who has strange meltdowns. Making friends and living a life will come extra easy now. So much for getting away from the past.

"Oh…uh," I stammered, my face burning. "Yeah, yeah I'm ok," I stammered, not to convincingly. "I uh…just don't do crowds very well," I said while trying to force a smile.

"Ok, if you say so," he said quietly while returning to his seat and resuming his previous position.

Nervously, I still looked into the many eyes of the other students and the teacher. "Yeah, um…I'm ok, I promise," I called to the teacher, who was still shell shocked. "I uh, can't do crowds or public speaking without…you know," I added with a grin, hoping it would deflect any further questions.

"My deepest apologizes Miss Lockhart," the balding teacher sincerely said as he bowed low. "I shouldn't have put you on the spot, but I'm glad to see you are ok. Now then, let's get started on the first chapter; What is Science?" he called as the rest of students, thankfully, quickly did as they were told. I scanned the room for Yori, and when I saw her flashing me a smile and a thumbs up, I felt a lot better. I pulled out my own book and flipped to the fist chapter, which of course had pictures of scientists and light bulbs and whatnot. Quickly, I tried to sneak a glance at Zero, only to be caught by his violet eyes. He just kinda blinked at me and then returned to flipping through his book rather bored. I could have swore I still saw a hint of worry in his eyes, but I was still probably slightly out of my mind, and so I tried to act interested in a class that I already knew everything in.

The hour and a half long class seemed to drag forever, probably because I was bored out of my mind, and I was thankful when the tone sounded. Eagerly I stuffed my books in my bag and slung it over my shoulder and was ready to sprint down to Yori when I felt a hand grip my arm. I turned to find Zero, his hair slightly ruffled from his morning nap in class, in front of me. I couldn't help but smile at the way the silver locks stood straight out, in fact I made the mistake of letting a slight giggle escape.

"What's so funny?" he demanded, his expression going icy again.

"No…nothing," I smiled, trying to deflect any hostility. "It's just, your hair is a little messed up from your nap," I added pointing to the offending locks.

"Wha…what," he growled instantly tearing his hand through his hair.

"Did you want to tell me something?" I asked unsure of his present mood.

"Well I was gonna tell you sorry for earlier, but I changed my mind," he grumped as he turned to leave.

I just stared in confusion, but quickly brushed it off when I saw Yori and her friends waving for me to come join them. I quickly made my way down to them, surprised to see they were unaffected by my earlier episode.

"Come join us for break," Yori smiled and her friends nodded in agreement.

"Gladly," I beamed as we started to go, but before leaving, I turned and searched the higher levels, hoping to catch a glimpse of the silver haired boy, but he was gone.

"Coming Kyra?" Yori called.

"Yeah, I'm coming!" I chirped as I sprinted to catch up.

Why are you so angry Zero? I heard myself thinking. Why are your eyes so familiar? Many questions about my silver haired, grumpy seat neighbor continued to fill my mind, and I wondered if they would ever be answered.

Ok, ok so how did i do? I'm rusty i know lol, but please leave reviews...pretty please :)