This chapter is really short, so I apologize. I'm working on editing all of these into separate pages. Thanks to a user I can't remember the name of, I now know how to do that. I know this is seeming a little weird, but still, stick with me here! Thanks so much to anyone reading!

Chapter 2

"What's a Moonlark?" I looked at Sophie, who was now completely pale. Magnate Leto looked at us sympathetically. "Hello? Anyone gonna answer my question?"

"It's um- a project," Sophie told me in a hushed voice.

"That doesn't really tell me anything," I replied.

"Magnate Leto, can I talk to you for a moment. Alone?" Sophie asked. It might've been my imagination but I could've sworn I saw a flash of fear in his eyes as he said, "Of course." Sophie nodded towards the door and I quickly rushed out, running into someone.

"You really are Foster's sister," Keefe said. I was inches away from the ground, but he had caught the back of my shirt and helped me to my feet. He noticed my wide eyes and confused look. "What happened?"

"To be honest, I'm not sure." I looked behind my shoulder at the closed door, and could hear a raised voice. "But Sophie didn't seem too happy." Keefe heard the noise too and whistled.

"Did she want you to go home or what?"

"Again, I'm not sure. She just said she wants to talk to him alone." Sophie's yell echoed out of the room and I cringed. "I don't want to go back in there though if it's that bad." Keefe chuckled and grabbed my arm.

"Follow me to a quieter place," he said.

"I think I have to go to class. And so do you."

"If you were talking to Magnate Leto, you're excused. And any excuse for ditching is cool with me." I rolled my eyes. This guy was going to be hard to handle. He took me to a bench in an empty hallway. All of the walls were white. "Welcome to my ditching spot!" He waved his arms around dramatically. Keefe plopped down on the bench, pulling me down with him. I landed with a loud grunt.

"Ow!" I swatted at his arm and he dodged, laughing.

"Easy Mini- Foster. Didn't mean to hurt you." I narrowed my eyes at him as he sat back down. "So what did Magnate Leto say?"

"Something weird. Like I said, I don't know what it means, but something about a Moonlark." Keefe's smile dropped.

"What about it?" He asked.

"Well, I think his exact words were- wait, should I be telling you this? He only called me and Sophie." Keefe grabbed my shoulders.

"No, you're not dropping out! I need to know now!" He stopped and dropped his hands at the sight of my wide eyes. "Sorry. It's just, that word is kind of important, and when it's used in a meeting, it can mean business." I bit my lip, trying to figure out if I should tell him.

"Maybe Sophie will tell you. I don't want to get in trouble." Right on cue I could hear stomping and turned to find my sister red in the face and looking accusingly at Keefe.

"I was worried sick you ran off! Or- or- or something else!" She reached down and hugged me, and I sat real still. What the heck was going on?

"How did you know I took her?" Keefe asked, and I could hear the smirk in his voice.

"I didn't! I had to track down her thoughts!" Sophie hissed. Her grip got tighter and I eventually had to say, "Sophie, I need to breathe you know." She let go and I sucked in a bunch of air.

"We could hear you yelling," Keefe told her. She glanced down at me and then looked back to Keefe.

"We need everyone after school. And I mean everyone." Keefe nodded, and I could hear him gulp. "Well, I'm taking Kassie to class. You need to get to class too. I can't have you in detention today." Keefe fanned the air around him.

"I can tell. I'm getting major worry and fear. And of course a little bit of lovesick feelings, but that's completely normal when it comes to me." Sophie rolled her eyes.

"Just get to class, Keefe," she said through a smile.

"I'm going, I'm going." He was frowning, but right before he left he winked at Sophie and smiled. As we walked away I asked, "You like him, don't you?"

"What? No! Of course not!" Her cheeks were blushing again and I laughed.

"Wow, Sophie. You have a major love triangle going on." Her eyes narrowed.

"Do not become Keefe. I don't need two. Besides, there is no love triangle." I laughed again.

"Believe what you want to believe," I said. Sophie sighed and muttered something, and I could catch something about "little sisters". That's when I remembered she had another little sister. Amy I think her name was. It was weird thinking about that. My sister having a completely different family than me. I guess that's what it felt for her and Amy too. She walked me to a room and wished me good luck. I swallowed and took a deep breath. They told me I would have my first Mesmer session today. I forgot who they said I would have it with. I walked in the door and found a woman who looked to be in her late 20s sitting at a desk. She looked up. She had dark black hair pulled up into a tight bun, and wore a uniform sort of like mine.

"Hello. I'm Lady Torressa. I'll be your mentor." She had a dull voice that seemed to lack emotion. That couldn't mean anything good. "So you're our new elf I assume." I nodded weakly. "Another one who grew up with humans." She crinkled her nose, and I didn't miss the fact she said humans like they were some foul smelling food she hated. "Well, let's get on with it then. Let's start with the basics: What is a Mesmer?"