A/N: Okkkay, so it's been awhile since I've last updated. Sorry about that but my computer hates me. A lot. I had to revert it back to it's original Vista mode because apparently Windows 8 is not compatible, so it's been giving me a lot of problems lately…. Lame excuse I know. -.-

Disclaimer: I own nothing except for the plot and Ocs.

~Chapter 8~

The school day passed by quickly and before I knew it, I was walking into History class. I knew what to expect of course, but it was still mildly surprising to see Milo at the desk. The ghost didn't seem to notice me as I walked passed him. But as I took the seat on the other side of Kim, I was glaring at the boy, wishing for once that I was telepathic, so that he knew just how ticked I was at him for leaving me.

While Milo was completely oblivious to my one sided staring contest, Kim wasn't, "What's the matter?"

"Hmm?" I looked away from Milo to glance at her.

She raised an eyebrow resting her cheek in her hand, "You're looking at me like I just kicked your new puppy. What did I do?"

"What?" It then occurred to me that since Kim couldn't see what I did, so it looked like I was actually glaring at her, "Oh no, it's nothing!" I laughed nervously, "I just spaced out, that's all."

"Really?" She snickered, "That was one intense look. I'd hate to see what you looked like if you really were mad!"

"Uh, yeah," I opened my notebook and pretended to copy the notes on the board. Much to my embarrassment, Kim continued to giggle until finally the teacher cleared his throat.

"Anything you want to share with us, Ms. Rivers and Ms. Burrows?"

Kim smirked, "Of course not, Mr. Dulpree. Just a little inside joke between me and Morgan."

I had the urge to disappear as all eyes turned to us. Even Milo looked and Lysander who seemed to be very interested in scribbling in that journal of his. Dulpree frowned and crossed his arms, "Pay attention!" He snapped.

"Y-yes sir," I ducked my head as Kim burst into another fit. Needless to say, that was the longest class period of my life.

….

"I didn't take you to be a girl that got into trouble."

I slammed the door of my locker shut and turned to glare at Milo, "I'm not!"

"Ah, so Shorty takes walks in the park in the middle of the night and talks to herself," Came a voice from down the hall, "Are you crazy too?"

I glanced to see Castiel walking over, smirking, "So you did come to school after all."

He stopped in front of me, his hands buried deep into his leather jacket, "Yeah, but I'm a little hurt you know. I was fully expecting for a midget to be waiting for me when I got here."

"Sorry, I was a little busy running after my imaginary friend here," I pointed at the air where Milo was supposed to be, except he wasn't, "Huh," I frowned tilting my head, "Now where did he go?"

Castiel crossed his arms, amused, "By the way, why were you trying to get on the roof?"

I blinked, a little surprised, "How did you know about that?"

"Nathaniel ambushed me today. He was going on about how you seemed so insistent on going up there. And then he warned me that if I was up to something with you, that he'd tell the principal about this," He held up a key.

"Is that the key to the roof?"

"Yes," He pocketed it, "But you're not getting it. Why do you want up there anyways?"

I shrugged, "Oh I dunno… A change in scenery? An escape? Why do you go up there?"

"That isn't really any of your business."

"Oh?" I mimicked him, crossing my arms, "Something illegal?"

He smirked, "Maybe."

"Is that where you keep all of your victims then?" He laughed at that, "Hey, it's possible! I'm still not convinced that you were in that park with you dog just for a walk!"

He stopped laughing, "Well, you are right about that."

"Aha!" I grinned, "So what is it?"

For a moment, Castiel didn't answer. He seemed like he really was about to say something and then he changed his mind, and started to walk away, "Don't worry about it."

I sighed, running after him, "So then it's okay for you to question me, but not okay for me to question you. Makes a lot of since."

"You know Shorty, you're a very pushy person."

"That's not my name!" I snapped.

"Well, you never told me your real one, so how would I know?" Castiel snickered. He had changed subjects just like that and it worked.

"If you must know, my name is Morgan." I huffed.

"You know what? I think I like Shorty better."

"H-Hey! You can't keep calling me that!" We were out in the courtyard, heading for the parking lot. I hadn't realized it but I was actually following him, "And where are you going? School's not out yet!"

"I'm bored," Castiel continued walking, even as a teacher shouted after us. I was slowing down, but if anything he was walking faster, "I'm going home."

"But you'll get into trouble," I yelped, stopping.

Castiel stopped, turning to face me, "So?"

"What if your parents find out?"

"They spend too much time at work. The school will be lucky if they can even get a voice mail to them." He opened the door to a rather rusty truck, "Are you gonna ditch with me?"

I shook my head, "You're crazy!"

"Suit yourself then," He grinned climbing in. By the time the teacher had reached me, Castiel was already gone."

….

I got off with a very lenient warning, being the new kid and all. The called my Aunt to let her know what happened and she seemed okay with it.

"You know, if you had really wanted to go home, you could have just called." She sighed over the phone.

"It's alright," I told her, "I wasn't really ditching. I didn't even know that we were heading for the parking lot…"

"Oh, so he was that cute huh?"

"A-auntie!"

"I'm kidding!" She laughed, "So then, are you good for the rest of the day?"

I nodded, "Yeah, I'll be fine."

We said our goodbyes and hung up. The Principal didn't seem happy. She grumbled a bit about how parents were too carefree with their teens before letting me go back to class.

Lunch was nearly over as I walked into the cafeteria.

"There she is!" Kim grabbed my arm, and yanked me down to sit next to her, "So I heard you tried to ditch with the bad boy."

I blushed, "It wasn't like that!"

Iris tried to help and smiled at me, "I'm sure it wasn't."

"Yeah, surrrrre," Kim purred, winking at me.

I sighed, resting my head in my arms, "Did it really look like that?"

"Just a little," Violette admitted. I groaned.

"Oh look!" Kim squealed, "The Barbie Trio is trying to kill you with their eyes!"

I did look, and immediately regretted. If looks really could kill… I gulped, becoming very intrigued by my tray as Kim snickered.

Iris continued to try to comfort me, "I'm sure that this will all blow over soon."

Violette nodded, "Yeah, they'll find something else to target soon."

"I doubt it," I muttered, "The new student is always fresh meat for the bullies in the school. Trust me, I would know."

"Not anymore!" Kim pointed to herself, "Like I said, if they give you any problems, you just say the word and I will gladly mess their pretty little faces up for you."

Iris sighed, "I still don't think that would be a good idea…"

Really lame way to end it I know, and this is the shortest chapter besides the Prologue in this story. But trust me, the next chapter will make up for it! J

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