{If you are reading this, it means you are not one of those people that just skim and don't pay attention to Author's Notes. It also means that you have accepted my shitty writing and cliché beginning, and are now about to read the second chapter of my story. I am very terrible at writing story beginnings, so thank you for getting past that and actually bothering yourself to read the second chapter. Hope you enjoy. Thank you for your time.}

=Cassaundra's POV=

After the tour, Ariel helped me get set up in my locker. Sadly it wasn't anywhere near his.

"Vhen does ze bell ring?" I had gathered all my stuff needed into my bag. Which, is more like a giant satchel than anything.

"VVery soon. Probably a minute or twwo." Ariel had been so happy that I had stood up for him that he almost started crying. He is very emotional.

"Hmm. Vell. I'll make small talk zen. Vhat's jour family like?" He groaned.

"My dad's a total douche. I mean. He has his moments but... Oh my cod he is terribubble." Heehee. Fishpuns. "Then there's my older brother wwho I already told you about so... Yeah. That's it." I freeze for a second.

"I don't recall jou talking about jour brother."

"I told you he was a major, major flirt." He says.

"Oh! Jou mean ze guy zat vas vering ze leazher jacket?"

"Yeah. That's my older brother, Cronus." I open my mouth to say something but the shrill ring of the school bell interrupted me. "Come on! Let's go." Ariel drags me through the hallways again. Every twist we make, every turn we take, people whisper. Whether about me or him I cannot figure out. I don't like it either way.

We're speed-walking to class when something catches my eye. I turn my head to see Cronus and his two friends standing by an open locker laughing about something. The shorter one is missing a few teeth, the tallest one's teeth are really crooked, but very well taken care of. But Cronus. I can't see his. He's just chuckling weakly under his breath. Which indicates that whatever the other two were laughing about, he didn't find all that funny. I eventually lose sight of them as Ari drags me into a classroom.

We finally stop in front of a large desk where sits a heavy-set woman with curly blonde hair. "Mornin' Ms. R!" Ari says cheerfully.

"Good morning to you too Ariel. Who is this young lady? Our transfer?" Ariel nods and pushes me up towards the teacher gently.

"H-Hallo..." Welcome back shy side.

"Hello Cassaundra! I'm Ms. Reeve. Welcome to Erickson High." Ms. Reeve smiles kindly.

"D-Dan-Danke." Fucking stutter.

"Ariel, you should hurry to class. Mr. Podliska doesn't like stragglers."

"Yes Ms. Reeve. See ya soon Cass!" I just about have a panic attack when Ariel turns a jogs out of the room. Now I have no one.

"Each table sits two. Good for partner work, which there is a lot of in this class." Ms. Reeve checks out a clipboard in one of her desk's many drawers. She frowns.

"This is a large class, so I'm afraid the only open seat is where Hec used to sit before the principal took him out of this class. That table right by the back window in the corner." I thank her and walk to the back table. I'm very much relieved to sit in a place where people can't stare at me without it being noticeable and conspicuous.

I pull out a notebook and a purple gel-pen. Once I set my bag down and clip it back shut, I turn to look out the window. It's a nice view of the lunch-yard. Groups of seniors are sitting at the tables, talking, laughing, and doing stupid stuff.

"Hey Dolly(1)." I jerk my head up fast and squeak -a rather embarrassing noise making my cheeks go a little red-. Standing on the other side of the table, is Ariel's brother Cronus. He turns the other chair around and sits down, crossing his arms over the back and laying his head on his arms. I look above his eye and see I was correct. He has two small scars. And for some reason they look like the Aquarius symbol almost... He looks at me, and I realize I haven't said anything to him.

"U-U-Uh... H-H-Hallo C-Cr-Cronus." He blinks in surprise then smirks.

"I take it Ari wvas talking about me?" I nod slowly and tilt my head a little. Such a strange accent. I'm I even hearing him right? "So wvhat's your name?" I swallow.

"I... I'll t-tell jou mein n-name if jou say, 'vashing vatermelons vith vhite vidows'." The look he gives me is a weird one. I can't place the emotions behind it.

"Wvashing wvatermelons wvith wvhite wvidovws." I blink at him as he trips over every word after 'washing'. I try not to giggle.

"M-Mein name ist Cassaundra."

"Cassaundra? Odd name."

"No odder zan Cronus." He gives a short guffaw.

"Point taken." There is a loud noise from the front of the room. It takes me a minute to recognize it as the bell to begin class.

"Okay!" Ms. Reeve stepped to the front of the room. "We're starting our notes for Greek Mythology. Let's begin with the origin of the Gods." Lots of kids groan and take out their notebooks. I flip open to the first page, opening my pen, and see that Cronus is just laying his head down and not doing anything.

"U-Uh... Cronus? Aren't you going to take some notes?"

His voice is muffled, but I still make out the soft, "Noooooope." Complete with popping sound at the end. He looks to be content in just taking a nap.

"By the way! This stuff is CRITICAL," Ms. R slowly and loudly says the word, "to your Greek Mythology final test in a month." She is drowned out by the chatter of the other students. I think she knows it too. She just wants to see who's paying attention. I look from my notebook to Cronus, and sigh.

=Cronus's POV: Near end of class=

I wake up to hear that the warden(2) is saying something about done with notes for the next two weeks or so. I debate over if that's a good thing or not. It means no nap time. Well shit. Oh well.

I listen to what she's saying now, since I'm not as sleepy as I was.

"Well. Now that all the stuff is erased from the board, let's see how many of you listened to what I said before we began. Who knows what I said?" I wait, and soon enough the voice of nerdy ol' Fred pops up.

"You said that this information was critical to our Greek Mythology final test." I groan quietly under my breath.

"Ffffffuck." I'm screwed. Again. I peek up from where my head rests on my arm and see Cass writing fast in her notebook. Damn she is a good-looking chick. I've barely talked to her and she's already amazing. Sandy blonde hair, ocean blue eyes, even fair skin. Holy shit. She's even really nicely curved for God's sake!

I'm about to say something when she starts packing her things up. She has torn out two pieces of paper covered in neat, violet words and diagrams. She slings on her back pack and looks at me. I close my eyes again and lay still. I don't know why. But apparently that's what my brain wants me to do right now. I hear papers shuffle, the the chair scrape against the floor, and then hurried footsteps walking off.

I should really get up before I'm late to Mrs. Panec's class, but I just feel like taking my sweet time before facing the bitch.

I lift my head up and crack my neck, and I see two and a half papers laying in front of me. I pick up the half-sheet.

Cronus,
Seeing as how this information is "critical" to a future test, I thought you might find it useful to have. You should take notes. You'd be surprised how often they come in handy. You're lucky I'm a fast writer. You talk in your sleep by the way. Just thought you should know. It's hard to tell over everyone else's chatter, but you do. You have a nice singing voice...
~Cassaundra Dean.

My face goes red. "I talk in my fucking sleep?! And SING?!" I quietly pretend to die, then pick up the other two papers. Then I figure out what she meant by, 'you're lucky I'm a fast writer'. She copied all of the notes down for me. Despite it being MY choice to not do them in the first place.

"Okay... I am really starting to like this girl."

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=1950s slang=
1 - Dolly - Cute girl
2 - Warden - Teacher