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A/N: Sorry for the late update D: I've been busy with tumblr - *brick'd*. Any~ways I'm really surprised by the amount of readers there are, I didn't think this story would be as popular as it is. I mean, it's fairly recent but it's already placed third in the amount of hits out of all my stories, the first being The Second Skylark and second being A Symphony of Innocence. Funny how all three stories have a word that starts with "s" as the second word...

And so, I LOVE YOU ALL, here's the next chapter :)

Chapter 3: Scarlet

After her eventful morning, the rest of Lilith's day seemed to go by like a snail race. Her schedule wasn't too bad. The student distributions between classes were based off their scores for each subject, so she and Nathaniel saw each other often. She eventually got around to calling him Nate, as well as meeting a girl named Iris during her study hall period. Two quickly became friends.

Lilith easily found her way to Psychology 1, her favored subject back at her old school. She sat in the back, in a spot where she could observe the entire class. Mr. Demure turned out to be a young male teacher with stark features: fair skin, ink black hair and bright blue eyes. Apparently he was one of those young, heartthrob teachers all the girls crushed on, hence, the front most rows were filled with the bulk of the class's female population trying to catch his attention. A few girls who weren't interested enough to want his attention filled out the back of the class along with the boys. Class hadn't started yet, so she amused herself by doodling in her notebook.

"What are you doing here?"

She knew that voice.

Lilith kept doodling, watching the last of the students pile into the classroom. One of them, a guy with hair as red as her eyes sat in the seat next to her.

"I'm talking to you, freak."

Lilith put on her headphones; the electronic beat effectively blocking out the blonde's crow-like voice. They were yanked out of her ears along with her mp3 and carelessly thrown onto the red head's desk. He had headphones on too, but he took one out to throw a glare at her. She ignored him and focused on the blonde towering over her on 4 inch pumps. The red head looked from her to the blonde, to the player on his desk, then back at her. He smirked and plugged his headphones into her player and began going through her music, nodding his head to whatever song he was listening to or frowning and skipping to another song.

She could tell it was mostly the latter. Guess electronica and R&B wasn't his thing, because that was the bulk of her music.

"Hey Amber, didn't realize you still existed."

She scowled. "Whatever. You're officially a part of this school now, so I only have one warning for you." She leaned in close, a furious glare in her eyes. "Stay away from Nathaniel."

Lilith scoffed. "Who are you, his mother?"

She growled, but merely turned and left. "Just stay away from him."

Lilith rolled her eyes and faced the red head. He was still looking through her songs. She tapped his shoulder and he looked at her, taking out his headphones. "That's my music player."

"Yeah, so?"

"Can I have it back?"

He smirked. "Nah. There's a load of lame music on here, but there are songs of a band I like that I don't have."

"...What?"

"No." He said plainly, popping the headphones back on.

Lilith rolled her eyes. "An eye for an eye it is then." She said as she snatched his mp3 and her headphones. He shot her a look, and she returned it, scrolling through his music files. She let out a squeal when she saw songs by The Winged Skulls. He looked at her with a what-the-hell-are-you-doing face, in which saying her facial expression was passive would be an understatement. She rolled her eyes and lowered the volume enough to be able to hear Mr. Demure and started jotting down notes about "the wonders of psychology", as he put it.

His enthusiasm was contagious. She had to give it to him; he had the hearts of the majority of the female population.

The last bell rang, and the girls took their sweet time packing, going up to Mr. Demure and asking questions with flushed cheeks and flaky smiles, who answered them all with a smile reminiscent of Nathaniel's. Vaguely she wondered who used that smile first.

She left the classroom, rock playing in her ears as she flounced down the hall.

"Lilith!" She stopped and turned, the director walking over to her. "There you are Lilith. I was looking for you." The girl took out her headphones. "Every student here participates in a club on campus, and because of that there are no gender-specific clubs. You're lucky; you only came a few days late. So, the clubs with open spaces would be the basketball club, swim team, newspaper, science club…"

"Swim sounds nice."

The gray-haired lady jotted something down on her clipboard and smiled. "Good. They're having practice after school at the pool today, so you'd better hurry!" She said as she hurried away.

"Ah - wait!" She swore in the nearly empty hallway and rolled her eyes. "Damn it, where's the pool?" She said, wandering outside. She spotted the red head from earlier and realized they still had each other's players. She sauntered over and unplugged the headphones, switching their music players back. He looked at her and frowned. She ignored it. "Hey Scarlet, would you happen to know where the pool is?"

"Maybe, maybe not."

"Do you or don't you?"

"I might, I might not."

Oh, someone better be ready to hold her back. She may be new, but her temper would soon gain the reputation it deserved.

"Why do you need to go there anyway?" He asked.

She rolled her eyes. "Swim team. The director had me pick a club, mandatory I suppose."

"You'd better hope they have a swimsuit in a big enough size."

She smirked and put her hands on her hips. "Thanks. I'm very proud of my girls after all."

His eyes glinted with disclosed humor. "Funny, I meant it the other way." He muttered. "The name's Castiel, not Scarlet." He pointed behind her. "Pool's that way, Lilith. Enjoy the water for me."

"Thanks." She said, heading that way. She froze halfway upon realizing something and turned back, but he had disappeared somewhere.

"How did he know my name?" She dropped the thought once she reached the pool. Like the director had said, there didn't seem to be gender separation. She looked around for the coach, making quick small talk with some members.

"Lilith? What are you doing here?"