A/N: Okay I've been having a lot of schoolwork so I haven't been able to write that much (school started on Septemeber 6th, more than a month ago, I know, but they load us up with work until early October or something) but I have been writing some on paper, and then typing it up later… so that's why I'm going to be submitting the next few chapters really quickly. Anyway, on with the story.
Andrea ran quickly up the staircase to the dorm where she knew Ionia's room was, hoping the younger girl wouldn't already be asleep. Arriving at the ornately decorated room, Andrea was surprised to find not Ionia but her older sister, Doria, who was in second year.
"Yello," said Andrea politely. "Is Ionia available?"
"Oh, yes, she'll be back in a second," said Doria, smiling. "Excuse me, you look familiar, do I know you?"
"Maybe," said Andrea. "I'm a friend of your sister's. My name is Andrea. Also, your older sister Aeolia is in my grade."
"Oh, yes!" said Doria, brightening. "They've both mentioned you, especially Ionia." Andrea smiled.
Ionia came through the door and her face brightened as well. "Andrea!" she said happily, hugging the older girls. "How are you? It's so good to see you!" Doria left the room.
"Ionia," said Andrea seriously. "I wanted to talk to you about something that happened to me a few days ago." Ionia looked nervous. "Are you okay, Andrea?" she asked worriedly. "Is something happening to you?" Because she had been abused, Ionia was always worried about the same thing happening to people around her, especially her friends. Ionia didn't want anything bad to happen to Andrea.
"No, not me, but there might be something bad happening to somebody else," said Andrea, and that got Ionia's attention. "Have you noticed any rude girls around school lately?" Andrea asked.
"Sort of," said Ionia.'
"Well, everyone is rude sometimes, but what I mean is a girl who is very rude all or most of the time." explained Andrea. "She also might run a lot of places. I bumped into her in the hallway when she was running down the hall. Nevertheless, it is feasible that that may have been an isolated incident."
"Yes," said Ionia thoughtfully. "What did the girl look like?"
"She had short brown hair in a cru cut, it was lighter than yours but darker than you sister Locria's." said Andrea. "She was pretty, but her hair was kind of hiding her eyes."
"Okay," said Ionia slowly. "That could be a lot of people. There is on one in my year that looks like that though, so she must be older."
"Yes, she looked about thirteen."
"Maybe she was just rude because she was a teenager?" Ionia said hopefully. Andrea laughed.
"That's stereotypical! Not everyone is rude when they become teenagers. I bet you won't be; you're too sweet." Ionia grinned.
"Where you?"
"Sort of," Andrea admitted. "When I was thirteen and fourteen. But as I got older I matured. Either way, it's okay. It's all part of growing up. Anyway, back on topic. Could you help me look for this girl, maybe find out her name and some things about her? I want to try to help her if I can."
"Sure!" exclaimed Ionia. She considered Andrea like another older sister (she didn't know that Andrea secretly felt the same way), and always wanted to help her when she got the chance."
"Good," said Andrea smiling. "Tomorrow you come find me and tell me what you've found out, and I'll do the same. Okay?" Ionia agreed, and the two girls went their separate ways- until the next day.