Hey guys! Back again with another chapter. I hope you like this one. And I now know how and when I am going to end this story so i am exciteddd. ENJOY!

Rowan's POV

Even after Fitz and I walked back inside, his words were echoing in my head. "Well maybe not everything has to be about you." Why is it that everything that is happening involves me? I don't understand. We were currently in the kitchen with Alden, Della, Biana, and Fitz. Alden had told me that we needed to talk. For a moment I thought it was going to be about that night Jake and I snuck into the house through the window. But then I figured out that it wasn't. It was something much worse.

"Della and I talked about it, and we both think it will do you good if you attend Foxfire," Alden announced.

I stared at him for a second, searching his eyes to tell if he was actually joking. He wasn't.

"You've got to be kidding me. School? Now? At this time?" I asked, disbelieving.

"Well, especially at this time. With the distraction of being a prodigy and work, maybe it would help you ease your mind from...everything." Della's soothing voice kept me rooted to my seat, even though I wanted to jump up and argue. I glance over at Fitz and see him staring at his father. I do the same.

"How did you manage to get me in? Don't you have to, I don't know, be born to someone noble?" I asked.

"That part was easy. We got Sophie in in the middle of the school year and we thought we could certainly do the same for you," Alden informed me.

Biana was unexpectedly quiet about all of this. Until she turned to look pointedly at me and ask, "Rowan, are you going to take Ability Detecting if you go?"

I'm pretty sure I growled at her. She knew darn well that I already had an ability. A forbidden one at that. I thought we were friends. But right now, I hated her. Just because she comforted me and helped me through the ordeal with Thom, does not mean she isn't a witch sometimes. My thoughts were interrupted when Fitz turned to his sister, wide-eyed.

"Biana," he hissed.

She shrugged and flipped her hair innocently, still staring at me. While this was happening, Della and Alden looked back and forth between the three of us.

"Rowan," Alden said slowly, "I suspect there is something you are not telling us."

I fixed my terror-filled eyes at Fitz, hoping he would give me the courage to speak. All he did was stare back. I finally sighed and turned to the Vacker parents.

"You're right, there is something that I refrained to tell you." With that I looked up into their eyes and held up my hand.

Biana's POV

It was cruel of me to say that to Rowan, I know. But I didn't want her to go to school with us. I mean, yeah we got along now-better then we did in earlier weeks. But still. I didn't want her around Sophie, Dex, Keefe, and all my other friends. Even though I tried to put it behind me, the truth still haunted my thoughts. She was still part of the Neverseen and she was still an agent. I couldn't see passed that fact even if I tried. And I have, I swear. But it's hard. Rowan sighed.

"You're right, there is something that I refrained to tell you." Rowan opened her hand and out of her palm sprouted a small, blue flame. It danced in between her fingers and traveled up and down her arm. Mom gasped and stumbled away in shock, while Dad's face turned pale and his eyes wide. Suddenly he snapped out of it and whispered, "Put it out, Rowan; you don't need to show us anymore."

When Rowan snuffled it, Dad ran a hand through is hair. He looked like he was about to collapse right there, he looked that tired.

"Well, that could possibly be a problem when you go to school. And yes, I say 'when' because you ARE going," Dad said to Rowan, who was staring down at her feet.

Rowan lifted her head and I saw her lips pressed together. Mom was still staring at Rowan's hand, which was now rubbing her scarred shoulder.

"How long have you known this about yourself, Rowan?" Mom asked, finally looking Rowan in the eye.

The question seemed to take Rowan by surprise. "How long? Mmm, since I was younger. Maybe when I was ten? Eleven?"

Fitz turned to her and said, "You manifested before me."

Rowan shrugged and smiled apologetically. "That sucks. For you."

Fitz laughed but tried to hide it with a scowl. It didn't work. Dad cleared his throat and all of our attention turned back to him.

"Della, we are going to have to have a talk with Master Leto. I don't exactly know what we are going to have to say, but we need to make sure no one knows about Rowan's ability. If someone finds out, Rowan could possibly be sent to Exillium. Or worse. Rowan, " Dad turned to the brunette. "You are starting school tomorrow. You are going to be a Level Six. Unfortunately, you will not be with Biana or Fitz as Biana is younger and Fitz is older. Understand?"

Rowan reluctantly nods and folds her arms. "But I don't have a uniform."

Mom steps up and smiles. "That's where I came in. I put in a special order, and your uniform will arrive later tonight."

I could tell Rowan tried to look happy, as she tried to smile. But it came out more of a frown. "Great!" She exclaimed. "I'm ready, then."

But I heard her say something under her breath. "Unfortunately."

Rowan's POV

That night I laid in my bed. I stared at the ceiling, thinking of what the next day will bring. I was nervous, and my stomach swirled with unease. I turned over and gazed at the closet doors, imagining my white uniform hanging up in there. Earlier, Della had come in and dropped off the clothes. It was a simple white cape, shirt, and pleated skirt.

I like pants and leggings. Skirts and dresses? Not so much. But I tried to put on a happy face for Della. I rolled over again and closed my eyes. I need to rest. After a moment of begging God for sleep, my eyes popped open again.

I swung my legs over the bed and silently stood up. I quietly open my door and tiptoe into the hall. This time there was no Biana to greet me. I walked down the hall and stopped at a familiar room. I gave the door a slight knock and put my ear up to it. Nothing. I sigh and push the door open.

It was dark, and very quiet. The only sound was of the room's inhabitant. Fitz. I walked in and cracked the door behind me. I then made my way to the bed. It was probably selfish of me to wake Fitz up just because I couldn't sleep and wanted company.

The lump in the bed stirred and smacked his lips. I covered my mouth to keep from laughing out loud. I made my way to the side of the bed and gazed down at Fitz. I couldn't help but smile at his sleeping face. I had the urge to lean down and kiss his forehead but I didn't. That would be weird.

I shake Fitz's shoulder and he brushes my hand away. I grin and shake his shoulder harder. "Not now, Biana. I'm trying to sleep," he mumbles, sniffling.

"I'm not Biana, ya goofball. It's Rowan." The grin is still on my face. Fitz slowly opens his eyes and squints up at me. "Rowan?"

"That's me," I whisper.

He sits up and yawns, scrunching his eyes. Somehow this makes him look more adorable. "You had another nightmare?" He scoots over and pats the spot next to him. I hop up next to him and cross my legs.

"Not exactly. It's more like I'm facing one tomorrow," I say, scratching my arm.

Fitz chuckles and shakes his head. "School isn't that bad. You make some good friends there. I met Keefe there and he's my best friend."

"Aw, the bromance." I clutch my chest and smile.

Fitz lightly punches my arm and snorts."Riiight."

I shrug and hold up my hands innocently. But my silliness fades away when the thought of tomorrow comes back to me. I twist my fingers and look down. Fitz notices my change of mood and puts his hand on my shoulder. "Hey, you okay?"

I give a slight nod. "Y-yeah. I mean, I never had to worry about this before, since back at the base you were born into your classes and groups, but, what if people don't like me? Or trust me?"

Fitz sighed and surprised me by hugging me. "You don't have to worry about that, Rowan. Anyone would be lucky enough to be your friend. They just have to get to know you. You're smart, sassy, funny, beautiful. I mean, you can come off a bit mean but-" at that I punched Fitz in the arm.

"I do not come off as mean," I whisper-yell.

Fitz gestured to his arm and his eyes seemed to say, See what I mean?

I smile and look down at my lap. "Thanks, Fitz. You really know how to make a girl feel better."

Fitz rolled his eyes. "Of course I do. I live with a sister."

I grin and straighten my legs. "I better get back to my room. We really should stop having these late night chats, Mr. Vacker. Other elves might start getting the wrong idea."

Fitz waved his hand as is he was dismissing my last sentence. "Let them think. Makes them feel good when they think something scandalous is going on."

I had to laugh at that. I stand and Fitz walked me to the door. He bowed down deep at the waist and said, "Always a pleasure for you to grace me with your presence, Miss Rowan."

I curtsy. "The pleasure is all mine."

With that I wink at Fitz and silently walk to my room. I didn't see Fitz blush at that comment or see him watch me head back to my room. But I did hear him chuckle. And that alone made my heart flutter. Now, tomorrow doesn't seem as bad as I thought.

Hey people. It's been awhile, again. I'm sorry for not updating earlier. I have to finish this semester of Spanish and take the exam by tomorrow which I haven't done because I'm a procrastinator. But anyway, hope you liked it. And sorry for the grammar mistakes in there. I don't have time to go through it. TILL MY NEXT CHAPTER!