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Lilly was on the hunt. Who for? Why none other than her lovely older brother, Michael. So far, she hadn't seen hide nor hair of him, and it wasn't helping matters that everywhere she went, people seemed to know where he was.

After the 60th person snickering about that "Moscovitz guy who ran through here about 5 minutes ago" she'd had enough.

"Where is that stupid excuse for a brother? And don't tell me you don't know as I know you do." Lilly snarled at a random freshman boy who was passing by, grabbing him by the collar and pinning him to a nearby wall. Lilly could be vicious when she was angry.

"I … I don't know! I don't! Leave me alone!" He squealed, turning a shade of white as he tried to get her to let go. That was one iron fast grip she had.

"Sure you don't. And I'm the Queen of England. Now tell me. Where. Is. He?!" She stepped closer and growled at him, thumping him onto the wall behind as she said the last few words.

"All right! Ok, ok! … He's … in the … library." The boy, who's name was Stuart, said with a defeated look on his face.

"He can't be. I checked the library 10 minutes ago. Now where is he really?"

"Michael's going to kill me." She heard him mutter, before he sighed and pointed to an abandoned classroom across the hall.

"Thank you. … Now skedaddle!" She hissed at him and letting go of his collar and brushing him off roughly.

Making her way quietly to the classroom opposite, she stopped, looked around and took a deep breath. Thinking of all the things she would do to her stupid, annoying prick of a brother – These included having him castrated, bronzed or buried in a small box with maggots and, his personal pet peeve, slugs. – she pressed her ear up against the door and heard shuffling and coughing. She had him now.

Some people would say she was overreacting. I mean, all he did was tell her boyfriend she was mentally unstable. That was pretty light for Michael she had to admit. So why did she really want to find him and hit him over the head with a large blunt object?

Well, mainly because he was an idiot who couldn't see what was right in front of his face. How the hell do you not notice that the girl you've been in love with has loved you back for years? Stupid dimwit.

So she got ready for the attack. Putting down her school bag outside the room, she put one hand on the door handle and opened the door.

"Hello Michael, uses who's going to-- Mia? What?" Lilly was shocked to find her best friend, sitting on a desk and swinging her legs.

"Hey Lil. What brings you here?" She asked, smiling.

"I left you in the cafeteria. How the hell did you get here so quickly? More to the point, why are you even here? This is just an old classroom with ancient computers and a blackboard. Nothing that would interest you." She looked around and scoffed at the blackboard. Who even uses those anymore?

Mia looked thoughtful for a minute. Looking around the room herself, she saw what Lilly was getting at. This really was just a dusty old room with a few out-of-order computers, a blackboard with equations written on it, and a cupboard …

"Oh … you know. I was just um … just trying to find somewhere to sit and uh … write! Yep, I was just finding a room where I could sit and hide from the teachers. You know how much they hate it when they find us sitting in their classrooms at lunch. It means they can't sit around talking on the phone and smoking. Not that it ever stopped Mrs Hill, of course." She said.

Lilly took that as a reasonable explanation. The teachers didn't like people in their classrooms at lunch, and it was pretty cold outside, so …

"But a guy outside said that … How long have you been on here?" She asked.

"Oh, about 15 minutes now. I left the cafeteria right after you went rushing out. Is everything Ok?" She sounded calm but her nostrils were flaring, big time.

"Mia, you're lying to me. How long have you been here?" She asked again. Mia shielded her nose and pretended to sneeze.

"No, really! I've only been here for 15 or so minutes." And when she'd finished talking, she lowered her hand and reached for a tissue, grinning nervously.

"… If you say so. Well, I have to go and find my lovely brother. You haven't seen him, have you?" She said, watching Mia's nose for any sign of a flare.

"What? Michael?" Her eyes lit up at the mention of him. Oh it really was so obvious that she loved him. Stupid boy.

"No, Apu from the Simpsons. Of course Michael! Who else would I be talking about? Jeez." Lilly paced around the table Mia was sitting on and muttered anything that came into her head at that moment.

"Uh … um, n-no I don't know where Michael is. W-why would I?" She turned around quickly and Lilly couldn't tell if she was telling the truth or not. She was a very convincing liar when her back was turned.

"Ok … if you see him, tell him he's in for it. Yes?" And then Lilly turned and walked out of the classroom, to go and find some other freshman who would know where he would be hiding.

"Phew, that was a close one!" Mia breathed a sigh of relief and knocked on the only cupboard in the room. A few seconds later, who should appear, but one Michael Moscovitz.