Julie's gaze flickered around the class-room, a hum escaping from her lips, boredom overcoming her. Finally, her eyes came to rest on the seated merely two desks away. She released a wavering breath, an unwilling hint of a smile shadowing her features. All awareness of time had left her completely, and before she knew it, Cassie's eyes had met hers. Julie's cheeks were immediately emblazoned with an unfortunately unsubtle blush, as her heart began to pound in her chest. Damn it. Cursing herself, she - by some insane miracle - managed to cast the girl a smile that expressed nothing less than awkward, flustered embarrassment. Clearing her throat, she lowered her head, settling to stare intently at her books. It was plain that she wasn't paying attention, and Mary Ann noticed this immediately - it had often been pointed out that the best friends had a certain connection, an intuition. Gently nudging her friend with her elbow, she inclined her head as if to ask, "Are you alright?"
Julie jolted as Mary Ann succeeded in obtaining her attention, and looked up immediately, before flashing a reassuring smile, and nodding her head. This, as an action, spoke a thousand lies; she wasn't okay. She was confused, she was overwhelmed, she was overjoyed, and if she didn't know any better, she'd say she was in love. But, more often than not, love goes unrequited, and this, as painful as it was, was one of the cases in which it was. Or, so young Miss Caesar thought. Little did she know that the subject of her affections was going through the very same turmoil, the very same overpowering confusion, as Julie was. But Julie didn't know a lot of things about the subject of her affections. One key thing being that the subject of her affections, would soon become more than that - soon, Cassie would become a murderer. And Julie, would be the victim.