Myrnin's POV

I was walking past a bunch of young girls when Claire's scent hit me, she was nearby. I looked around but couldn't see her anywhere. Damn, where is she. I saw a group of three girls staring at me like a diseased thing. I glared at them while walking past. I walked inside a building. Many more young, annoying people were here too but at least it was in the shade.

I continued to search through the building but could not see or smell Claire anywhere. I suddenly walked past a room with lots of books in it. I back-tracked and walked in. It was a library, albeit one not as impressive as my lab. I took off the hat and picked up a random book. It was one about astro-physics. Looking at it I kept thinking This is complete rubbish can they not even teach their own subjects right.

"Sir, you are not a student here, you must leave." A female librarian politely said to my back. I turned around and looked her straight in the face. She noticed my pale skin and the big coat for what it was.

"Sorry, sir. But this is neutral grounds, you cannot be here." I nodded.

"Yes, I can. I am trying to find one of my students."

"And who would that be, sir?" She asked, being borderline sarcastic.

"Claire Danvers." The librarian paled.

"Then you must be... Oh dear lord." Then she fainted. I didn't care enough about her so I walked out of the library.

I decided to try out a different building, however they all looked the same to me. Do they not have any sort of distinguishing features, what a crap layout. I walked into the building opposite the one I was standing in. Looking on all of the floors, I decided to try a different approach. I walked into one classroom and stood in the doorframe until the teacher noticed me.

"Yes, sir?"

"I'm looking for someone." I stated, getting bored with the conversation already.

"Who?" The balding teacher asked me.

"Claire Danvers." One of the female students stood up, it was one of the ones I glared at earlier.

"What do you want with the freak?" She asked in an irritating voice.

"She is not a freak, she is my student and if you with to keep all of your fingers you would not call her that again." I looked deep into her eyes and she looked into mine. I decided to play with her mind a little bit, I did feel a little bit depressed after all of the trauma I had been through, so I delved into her mind. She stiffened a little and then relaxed.

"Where can I find Claire?" I asked her gently.

"In the building over there, on the second floor." She pointed in the direction of the building I had just come from. I nodded and left, leaving the teacher baffled and the girl looking a bit spaced out.

I walked into the building I had just vacated and took the elevator to the second floor. I was tired and it was nearing midday. I stumbled out of the elevator, not liking the small and enclosed space, it reminded me of my old bedroom. I looked in all of the classroom, entering with a polite 'Excuse me' and leaving with a not-so-polite 'Bye', generally with a glare. I had explored most of the second floor when Claire's scent hit me hard and fast. She was in this room. I opened the door.

"Excuse me." I said, more politely to her than anyone else. I walked in and looked around the room.

"Myrnin? What are you doing here?" Claire asked, embarrassed. Embarrassed by me, surely not. I felt my bottom lip quiver, now that I had completed my mission all that was left was the grief. Tears started to roll down my cheeks. Claire took a couple of steps forward.

" Myrnin, what happened?" She asked, concern filling her voice. I looked into her eyes and fell onto the floor. She rushed over to me and put her hands on my shoulders.

"What happened?" My tears doubled and I started sobbing.

"Bob died!"

Claire's POV

I sat in the classroom, slightly bored, Myrnin had already taught all of this to me now anyway. My eyelids started to droop until there was a soft

"Excuse me." At the door. I was expecting a late student, nit Myrnin.

"Myrnin? What are you doing here?" I asked, a little embarrassed that he had turned up here of all places. Myrnin's lip started to quiver and tears rolled down his cheeks. I was concerned, Myrnin was never this upset over anything.

"Myrnin, what happened?" I asked, wondering if there was anything I could do for him. Suddenly he collapsed on the floor. I ran over and put my hands on his shoulders, hoping it would comfort him.

"What happened?" I was really concerned now, I was worried that Amelie had died or something until Myrnin shouted

"Bob died!" I inwardly sighed with relief. This was a normal Myrnin quirk, it was something I could deal with.

Although secretly I was glad, I hated Bob anyway.