Lady's POV

I slumped as low in my seat as I could and tried to fall asleep. Herbology was boring by itself so why would anyone want to make it even more boring by just teaching theory. It's literally just plants. I could feel my eyes beginning to droop when suddenly Professor Longbottom rapped on his desk.

"Lady! Are you with us?" I rolled my eyes. He was the only teacher who hadn't given up on me yet. Why couldn't he just accept that I was never going to care?

"Wide awake, professor," I said, injecting as much sarcasm as humanly possible into my voice. "This class is fascinating."

"Excellent," he said and went back to talking about mandrake stamens or something. I let my mind drift over my other classmates. I hated all of them. They were all so annoying and shallow. I stared at a red-headed girl… what was her name again? Theo or Cleo or something like that. She was staring at the professor with rapt attention and this weird smile on her face. It looked like she had a concussion. I glanced over at Tybalt without turning my head. He was staring at her too, but he his expression was totally different. He had that look he gets when he's plotting something. I wondered what it was. I couldn't remember the last time he had started some drama. I was beginning to think he was as boring as everyone else. Tybalt seemed to notice my staring and turned to look at me. I quickly looked away, cheeks burning.

I was beginning to drift off again when I felt something touch my shoulder. I almost jumped out of my seat.

"Is everything okay over there, Lady?" Longbottom asked, raising his eyebrows.

"Yeah, perfect, professor," I snapped, hiding the crumpled up piece of paper that had just hit me in the palm of my hand. I waited until he was back to talking about mandrake venom to open it up under my desk.

Meet me after lunch tomorrow. Astronomy tower.

- Tybalt

I sucked in my breath to keep from gasping. Tybalt wanted to see me? I knew what that meant. I'd heard enough rumours to know what a secret meeting alone with Tybalt would lead to. It seemed every girl in the school had gone to one. But this felt different. Something about the look in his eyes seemed almost playful, warm. Like he was challenging me. Like he knew all my secrets. Like we were the same. I got so lost in those deep brown eyes, that the rest of class flew by. I barely even noticed when the bell rang.