Should be studying bio, but what's the real point? Who needs biology? Who even passes it? Not me, that's who. Ps. I am not libba bray, so sadly, I do not own the Gemma Doyle trilogy. James is of my own creation, but still.

I stare dumbly ahead of me. Middleton? Did he say Middleton? There's no way he could be related to Simon is there? What if Simon sent him after me, to spy on me! Silly Gemma, there's no good reason for him to do that. He's engaged, but still-

"Miss Doyle?" James snapped me back to reality. I looked towards him. There was no possible way he could have been related to Simon. He had a sweet innocent look, shaggy blonde hair, young face, and stood just slightly over 6 feet, compared to my diminutive 5'4". He had the most striking midnight blue eyes. Concentrate Gemma.

"I'm so sorry Mr. Middleton. I was distracted. I, I have an….acquaintance sharing your sire name back home. I'm sorry if had you worried."

"It's perfectly alright Miss. Doyle. You may call me James, if you wish."

I could not help but blush at his forwardness. I glanced down at my feet, only to realize that we were moving. When had this happened? I glanced back up to see that we had exited the lecture hall and were walking towards the courtyard of the school. I looked back towards James. He attempted to push his hair out of his eyes to no avail. " you may call me Gemma, if you wish…James." There were only three men whom I had ever referred to by there Christian names in my life, My brother Tom, Simon, and of course, Kartik. Oh Kartik, how I missed him. My stomach surged at the thought of him. I felt sick begin to churn in my stomach. I looked rapidly for somewhere to hide. About fifteen feet from where we stood, I saw a cluster of bushes. I ran for them and hid as far back as I could, while my stomach seemed to explode.

I heard James, just barely, from behind me. I could tell from the tone in his voice that he was worried, but there was no way I could turn and face me. I felt his hand on my back, and a linen handkerchief, like those that Ann had always had appeared before me. I gratefully accepted it and turned slowly around, to see James blue eyes filled with worry.

"I'm fine really I am," I said to his concern, trying to calm his fears" I'm just a little ill is all. A little tea and I should be fine." He still looked worried however.

"Are you sure? If you wish, I could walk you back to your dormitories-"

"Yes I'm fine. Just a strong cup of tea is all I need."

"Well, at least let me accompany you. There's a lovely café around the corner. Best cup of tea in Manhattan. Also have a great piece of pie. Reminds me of the pie my mom used to make."

"That would be lovely. Thank you very much James." He offered his arm to me, and off we set, towards the café. We talked idly, of our lives, our homes, our friends and our families. It felt very strange, but comforting at the same time, being able to be in public without a chaperone. Yes we got some sideways glances from a few society ladies, but we weren't the only ones! It was so, liberating!

More coming soon, possibly not until after Monday, due to exams.

The new World- Songs for a New world

The fire within me- Little women

My heads to Light to try to set it down- "I could have danced all Night"- My fair Lady

Find my way- Legally blonde.

Yes they're titles of musical numbers.