Tancred's gaze was drawn to the group of people hanging around the main corridor of Bloor's Academy one dreary Monday afternoon. Weedon was bolting up the doors, which was odd. Who had he let in?

Then Tancred realized and made his way through the crowd. In the center was a tall blonde girl in a purple cape who Tancred knew very well as his cousin, Talia Torsson.

"Talia!" He tried to get her attention. He wanted to know why she was here.

"Oh, hey Tancred!" she looked over at her stormy cousin and smiled.

"What are you doing here?" Tancred shooed the group around his cousin away. He hadn't seen her since Christmas.

"I'm endowed. The Bloor's finally figured it out. I bet you couldn't tell, what with you and your father always in a mood."

Tancred gave her a look of pure confusion.

"I'm a store bringer as well." she explained.

"Oh," Tancred understood. Everyone had gone except a girl slightly shorter than Talia. She was looking down the hall, her gray eyes innocent. He knew she wasn't a student, she was too confused, like she didn't understand what was going on. "Who's this."

"My friend Leah Reese." Talia introduced. "She's endowed as well."

Tancred chuckled and held out his hand. "Nice to meet you Leah. I'm Tancred."

For the first time, Leah glanced at Tancred. Their eyes met and Tancred could have swore his heart skipped a beat.

"Leah Reese." Leah's eyes were now staring at Tancred with a look of admiration.

"Come on now, Leah. I'll help you find the art room even though I'll probably be late for my own class." Talia gripped her arm and started to pull her down the hall when Tancred stopped them, an embarrassed wind floating around him.

"I'll take her, Talia. I have to head that way anyways. I'll take her." Tancred offered.

"Tancred Torsson, since when have you ever offered anyone assistance?" Talia asked defiantly.

Tancred scowled at her and the wind around him grew more fierce. "I always have, you're just never around to see me. Come on, Leah." He marched away.

Leah was a little hesitant as she watched Tancred's wind blow his cape and spiked hair about. She snapped out of her daze and followed him.

"So, Leah, what can you do?" Tancred asked her.

"Um, uh, it's kind of a secret.." She replied shyly.

"So, you're Talia's friend. How long have you known her?"

"Quite a few years, actually. I'm her neighbor."

"Oh, really? How come I've never seen you before?"

"You have."

Tancred looked at her with confusion, then changed the subject. "What's your class?"

"Oh, um, uh, it's a..." she pulled out a piece of paper and read it. "Drawing."

"That'd be here, then." He stopped in front of the second door down the art hall. "I'll see you at dinner, I guess," he waved and walked away.

Leah watched the boy she had admired from afar for years walk away, then turned into her class, staring at her feet with a smile on her face. If only he remembered her.