AN: Wow, it's been an incredibly long while since I've updated this story but anyway, here it is.

Apparently, even though we were on the run, we still had to learn. I always hated school. I fidgeted slightly at the table waiting for our 'teacher' to arrive. A woman in what appeared to be her late thirties came in along with a girl about my age. She had long blonde hair and clear blue eyes. She was taller than me. Everyone was taller than, except for Chloe. She carried around an air of confidence and she had a lovely smile. She was beautiful, and I noticed Simon staring at her.

"Hello, everyone." The lady said in a bright perky voice. "I'm Rachel Greyson and this is my daughter Adelaide. We're both witches." She smiled brightly. Simon appeared to be staring at her almost dreamily. I felt an unfamiliar sensation in my stomach. I wanted SIimon to look at me like that. My face flushed then when I realized what that sensation was. It was jealousy. I groaned inwardly. This should be fun.

**A few hours later***

Derek and I sat in a room to our selves. We were both ahead of others. I stared blankly at my Calculus homework. The numbers seemed to dance and swim together off the page. I rubbed my temples in a vain attempt to get my pounding headache go away.

"All you all right, Izzy?" Derek asked.

"Yeah, I'm fine." I said closing my eyes. I opened my eyes a minute later when I realized Derek was staring at me. He was scowling also. Typical.

"What's wrong?" He repeated.

"I told you, I'm fine." I snapped

"You know if you want the others to trust you, you should probably quit lying."

I sighed heavily. "Fine, just don't tell Simon."

He arched his eyebrows slightly. "Why not?"

"Because I don't really want anyone to know. I mean besides you and of course you can tell Chloe, but no one else. Got it?" He nodded, looking like he was regretting asking me in the first place.

"For the past few days I've been getting these terrible headaches. And I can't focus and I keep getting these dizzy spells."

He was silent for a moment. "You should probably tell Lauren. It might be something serious. You may need to go to a hospital."

"See," I cried, standing up, "that's why I don't want anyone to know. If I go to the hospital, they'll have to get my parents. And then they'll have to take me home and I can't go back. I just can't!"Tears were streaming down my face. I sat back down in my chair and buried my head in my arms.

"Besides, " I mumbled, " I think it has to with my clairvoyance."

"Alright," Derek said, "I won't tell. On one condition."

"Name it," I said through my tears.

"Tell Simon, at least if he knows, and you randomly collapse, he'll know what's going on, in case Chloe or I aren't there."

I nodded. "Deal."

"Now what did you get for number 9."

AN: I know its not much but I'll update a lot sooner, like the next few days sooner. I just had to set up the basis for the next part of the plot line.