"Sucy's pov

"There was a loud rapping at my door, so I dragged my feet over to the door. Lotte and Amanda were too into their conversation about a certain blonde witch. Going on about star-crossed lovers and how Amanda's plan is flawless.

"I myself did help at first but I feel like its all a waste of time. I can just keep brewing and save all my potions for when my test subject comes back. I'm so happy I don't have to find someone else.

"I open the door to see Diana redder than usual, "You look weird! Were you outside or something, your beat red." Something about my statement set her off.

"I have not, and I am not! Are there any other questions you need me to answer before I'm allowed in or is that all?" she snapped.

"So something is definitely up, I just hope she hasn't found us out, I don't want to deal with a raging Cavendish. I stepped asideand she shot passed me. "What's her problem her wife isn't here and she's automatically a psycho."

"Diana turned back to me, but instead of a retort she gave me and icy stare. I was never one to feel intimidated by someone. But the look in her eyes were murderous.

Diana's pov
I turned from Sucy back to the other two young witches in the room "O'Neil, Lotte do you have the information I need." They're both still going on not noticing the person standing in front of them. The very person they happen to be talking about.

"What if they walk through, her home town hand in hand and talk about silly things she did as a child while pointing out where it happened " Lotte's eyes were sparkling, as she clasped her hands around Amanda's. Completely ignoring the other girls input.

"That's not gonna happen, you're talking about- Ahhhh Diana! You finally came!" Lotte froze up almost immediately, and shrunk down before greeting me.

"Heeyy, you're here."
"Am I not supposed to be? I didn't realize you were also into nightfall. If so why didn't you go to the convention with Lotte and Barbara. I heard you stood back with Hana."

"Ahh well me and Han made plans sooo yeah."

"My left eyebrow raised "only you and Hana not the rest of the green team?"

"What does it matter." Amanda shoves her hand in her pocket and digs out a crumpled piece of paper and holds it out to me. I took it and uncrumpled it. "Are you sure this is correct?" I asked questioning the once balled up piece of paper.

"Yeahhh I got it from Akko, you should know her handwriting when you see it. Don't you help her study all the time?" Amanda said the last bit with more attitude in her voice than her previous sentence.

"I don't teach her penmanship, just spells, history and occasionally astronomy. Maybe I should work on it with her when we return."

"I've never seen such appalling handwriting. However, I can make it out so it seems fine enough I suppose. Lotte took the paper from me while apologizing, and turns it over, and rewrites the address. "There better." She said with a warm smile and handed it back to me.

"Thank you both I truly appreciate it. I must get back to my room so this is goodnight, and I guess see you when I get back" I bowed my head slightly gave Sucy another quick glare, and went on my way.

"I stepped out into the corridor, and closed the door behind me. I covered my face in the pure embarrassment, I could feel the heat pulsing underneath my hands when it hit me. All I could see was Akko when she came to visit me at my manner.

"Her face was so close to mine, when she was trying to help encourage me. At that moment all I could recall weren't her inspiring words, it was her brightly lit eyes, and how close her nose was to mine.

How both were nearly touching one another. How her warm breath was hitting my face, and how her lips were oh so close to mine.

I started running my fingers over my lips, I feel like I have no control over myself. It were as my mind has been on autopilot, and all I desire are her lips on mine. There's no way, I can't like Akko. Not like that, it's absurd. The whole walk to her dorm trying to expel the thought of her lips, the fact that I'm flushed completely from the very thought of them on mine. The fact that I'm imagining them on mine.

The last thought, I had before I rushed off to my room was Oh how much trouble I'm in.