"No," Tancred said faltly," She won't listen to me."
"Yes she will." Charlie gave a face to say 'I know something you don't know'. "Well then, just please, try. This is really important."
Tancred shrugged. "Fine." On his way to Art, someone stood in his way. He had been staring moodily at the ground, trying to work out what to say, but now he looked up. A girl stood there with the most beautiful face he had ever seen. Blonde hair framed the girl's porceline skin and likewise her incredibly dark eyelashes framed her startiling emerald green eyes. Her lips were full and red. She seemed flawless. Somewhere he heard a bell ringing but he didn't care.
"Are you, Tancred Torrsson?" her voice was insinuating and seemed to hint to a deeper meaning then what she said. All he could do was nod. "I'm Tracy. I'm new here."
"H-hi..."
"Hello," she laughed. Tancred suddenly remembered Charlie's message to Emma about the new endowed girl. The halls were empty around them, and they did nothing but stare at eachother. A noise Tancred recognized as Mr.Weedon's shuffling walk awakened him to his senses. He cursed under his breath and was going to look away to dart into the classroom, but she put her hand on his chest to stop him.
"Don't worry. He can't see you." Her eyes held him suspended in their emerald green gaze. "It is my endowment .We are invisible to him. We...are...alone." Tancred suddenly had the urge to kiss her. He leaned forward.
