Okay, am making it clear now... In no way is Caleb related to Nerissa.. I much prefer the comic-Nerissa, along with the fact that.. It's not only too big a coincidence, but eugh, it's too weird!
"Uh.. Guys.." Will felt something of unease claw at her stomach, as Irma continued to glare at her and the others simply seemed to be watching, constantly. There was an immediate feeling of need, for Will to turn back; to hide awake for ever in her duvet with her dormouse. Not that he even wanted her. She wasn't even worth Matt's time, he only wanted her for.. But every time, Will's mind flew to Caleb. He'd never lied, that was what he'd said.. And some part of her, that didn't just want to collapse in a hopeless wreck, had really believed it. He really meant it; he'd really made a mistake. And she had fled him, fearful. She couldn't just be a baby anymore. "This is mom's executive assistant; Amanda Bolind."
"A pleasure!" It wasn't, Will knew. Everyone here had eyes on her since she'd screamed at head of office; she would have screamed at the boss had he been here and for whatever reason.. Will couldn't remember why she had. Will couldn't remember most things, anymore. She had just felt so angry. And this woman was scared of all things.. She was actually afraid.. "But, Will.. Your mom...she's gone for the day, Will.."
"I'm sure she's coming back!" Her smile fell as soon as the words had come out too fast and too brightly.. She didn't know how she'd gone so long without ruining everything.. Why anyone would think anything of her, because Will was a mess! She was messing things up! "I mean..uh..that's what she said."
"That is definitely what she said." Will held in a tiny noise when Irma pushed her forcefully out of the way, and she knew she should just go. There wasn't a point anymore and she knew Cornelia was only pitying her, when she whimpered at the blonde taking her arm and pulling her back the few feet she'd stumbled away. "I was there! We can just wait in your office!"
"S-sure, I guess.."
Will frowned, as Cornelia smiled and tapped her nose. It was working.. They were helping.. They.. "Ungrateful little welt! You're making them do the dirty work!"
"N-no!" Will froze, as everyone else did, and she felt her eyes darting over the scene, and- She didn't know what else to do; wrenching her arm from Cornelia's grip and forcing a scowl, "Don't.. Don't touch me."
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"Do you think they'll fix it?"
"They have to fix it." Julian felt sober pity, as Caleb glowered down at the sheet of homework in front of him. It was more of a struggle, than anything, for Caleb to only say as much as he had learnt; the boy had a knack for writing a paragraph where he should only know a sentence, and it was lucky enough Elyon was in a higher class, as far as Julian could understand. Alborn had made sure she was in a higher peer group, but that didn't mean that there weren't three years between Caleb and Elyon as far as Earth was concerned. And if Caleb didn't want to be notice, the regular Adonis was going to have to play a little dumber. It was wretched that Caleb could read so well.. Not that there didn't seem to be some bigger issue. "She can't go.. Even Irma knows that."
"Who?" It was already on his face though, when Caleb's eyes flashed up from the thick table. It was distressing to think.. Elyon had already told him Caleb chose where Phobos had sat. The boy didn't even know, and Caleb would take it far more than a chair if enlightened. So everyone stayed quiet. And Elyon took to him anyway, so Julian supposed that little else mattered.
The Queen herself smiled sombrely, having been making a gesture too late to tell him not to inquire; she was a sweet child, as far as he knew her. He was glad to think she had inherited her mother's traits; her kindness along with youth would be the hope Meridian, and those across the Metaworld needed, just to survive. "Ah, Will's mom is trying to move her away."
Julian frowned, when a boy who wasn't supposed to be present choked at that. Aldarn had better things to be doing, but Julian said nothing when Caleb let his head fall against the table, before he pushed himself up and hastily left. "Caleb! Wait! We're not done!"
"Tha to teleióso argótera, Megaleiótate.."
"He'll finish it later, he says.. At least he called you Your Majesty this time."
"Yeah... At least..."