Thanks for the reviews! So my characters are OOC…I understand that, and I'm sorry. I know some characters like Amy (obviously) and Ian are OCC, but ALL the characters? To one of my reviewers, Whateveryouwannacallme, I'm sorry I cannot satisfy you after you bothered to read up to chapter ten (I apologize if you didn't actually read up to there). Maybe you can show me one of your stories or recommend me one so I can have a taste of what a good story truly is. The thing about my flaw is true, except for the fact that you said "I shouldn't name myself that because it lowers the little self-esteem that I have left". I mean, who are you to judge? 'Cause seriously, it's just a username. Please, do not take any offense, but I only asked for a review on the story, not on myself. Otherwise, I thank you for your generosity for attempting to help me improve my story. At first, I was pissed off at the review, but I soon realized it was really helpful, so thanks. :D

Also, I'm going to stop making Amy stutter so much since it goes against the fact that she went through Madrigal training...I hope she would be less OCC that way. Before I start the story, I want to say sorry for not updating any sooner, but hopefully, I will add more chapters this summer. C:

Disclaimer: I don't own anything, including the question game.

Ian POV

"Huh? No, my name is Ava."

There was something about this Ava Trent that resembled another Amy. It was as if they were twins, even if they did not look like each other at the slightest bit. They both had the same beautiful, stuttering voice that I knew so clearly. The way she blushed was identical to the way Amy had in Korea. Whenever I was around this girl, I could feel Amy's presence, and I enjoyed every second of it. I felt like I needed to be around her more and more.

This is nothing like me. I would never hang around with a peasant, much less have the desire to. Clearly, there was something wrong with me. Perhaps I should speak to Natalie about this. She would obviously have the answer to this catastrophe.

I looked at Ava. "Oh…you seem like an interesting type. I like it. See you around." A crowd of girls watched me walk away. I have always found them funny. Whenever I flirted with another girl, they would gasp in horror. It was as if something had pierced through their hearts just because I had spoken to someone other than them. Unlike my fans, this Ava was different. She hadn't giggled or squealed. She simply blushed adorably, and had talked back to me as well.

I went to my dorm and found a servant cleaning the furniture in the hall. "You, find Natalie. Tell her 'Cahill' and bring her here immediately. You can drag here if necessary."

The servant nodded. She placed the filthy rag she was holding onto her apron and sprinted away.

I fiddled with my fingers as I waited for Natalie. My eyes closed as I thought about Amy. There was never really anything special between us, except for Korea. I acted like a fool to her, playing with her feelings as she fell for me.

I stuffed my hands into my jacket and laughed. Who wouldn't fall for me? I thought about it more. What was I thinking? It was my only chance to ever be with her. I simply couldn't understand why I would think about someone like…her. I obviously needed the assistance of another Kabra.

I went into my room and rested on a chair. Amy's face appeared in my mind, but she didn't look happy at all. It was that last image I remembered after leaving her at the cave in Korea. I smacked myself on the head in guilt. I felt my eyes close gently, but they were aroused when someone knocked on the door.

The previous servant I had ordered to find Natalie returned, alone. She looked breathless. I felt a frown form on my face. "Where is she? I thought I told you to find her!"

"I apologize…" My eyes narrowed, and she cringed. "I apologize, sir. I had looked everywhere, but I couldn't seem to find Ms. Kabra. Perhaps she had gone…shopping with her friends? I cannot leave the school grounds. I am very sorry…sir."

I cracked my knuckles. I felt angry. How could Natalie go shopping at a time like this? My head was aching whether I love some girl and she goes spending her time with her friends looking at dresses!

I shoved the servant away and walked outside for some fresh air. I looked up at the sky and made a face. A thunderstorm was coming soon, but I wanted to stay there longer. The air was somewhat refreshing as I calmed down. No one was around, which meant no fanatic girls or anyone else was there to annoy me.

Tired from walking, I sat on the nearest bench. A girl was sitting at the other end and I studied her face. She had black hair with highlights and was reading a thick book.

I coughed as I shivered in the cold. She looked at me. I looked at her back, realizing that it was her. Ava Trent.

She wasn't blushing like before. It felt awkward seeing a girl not blushing because of me. I cleared my throat, trying to think what I should say. I wanted to shout, "Amy!", but it would have been stupid. I sighed in frustration.

"So…do you want to play a game?" I wanted someone to slap me, hard. How could I say something so impulsive?

Ava made a face. She probably thought I was crazy after I asked to play a game right before a storm. "Um, what kind of game do you want to...play?"

I blinked. She was actually going along with this. I smiled with my teeth showing, "So do you want to play the question game?" The question game was something I used to play with Natalie when I was seven. We fought loads after each game on who had won, and mum would stuff towels in our both mouths as punishment.

"The what?"

I smirked. "You don't know about the question game?"

She tilted her head in confusion, "I've never heard of it."

I grinned like a five-year-old. "I win!"

"What? That's so unfair! You didn't even tell me how to play!" She looked adorably frustrated.

It thundered, and we both looked up at the sky. It was obviously going to rain soon, but I ignored it. "Oh, so you want to play the question game again?"

"No, really?" I have never recalled her using sarcasm like that to me like that. I beamed.

"So you do?"

"Yeah, maybe when you tell me how to play!"

"I win again, love." I smiled happily. I rubbed my arms after a chilly breeze blew past us.

She pouted. "How?"

"Wait, we're playing the question game again?"

"Why do you keep asking quest- ooh, I get it now!" She gave me a soft smile.

"Ha, I win." I grinned widely. "So do you want to play the question game?"

"What do you think?" I saw her cute face smirking at me. I honestly did not know how to reply to that.

"Do you really want to know what I think?"

"No, why would I?"

"Isn't it obvious?"

"How is it obvious?" I looked at her. She just asked me what I was thinking!

"I was thinking: why do you despise me so much, love?"

Her eyebrows went up. "Why would you think I despise you? And w-why are you calling me that?"

"Well, don't you?" I thought about my question. Why wouldn't she despise me? She had talked back to me at the polo field like she hated me; but then again, she was blushing when I left her there.

"What do you mean?" I studied her face again. She seemed so eager to know why I think she despise me so much.

"I mean, why are you so different from every other girl in this school?"

It thundered again, and it started raining lightly. The sky was dark, but Ava seemed to ignore the wet weather.

Her eyes narrowed. "Is different bad?"

Her voice sounded hurt, and my eyes widened. "No, no! That wasn't what I meant. I– "

"Yay, I win!" I watched her smile in victory. I, a Kabra, lost to someone poor, but at this particular moment, I didn't really mind. No one else in history had ever made me feel this way.

I grinned back at her. We were both wet by standing in the rain. I was about to suggest we enter to school, but suddenly, her smile became a frown.

"Wait, what did you mean? Why does it matter if I'm different?"

"Why wouldn't it?" Of course it mattered! That's how she attracted me in the first place.

"Oh, so I'm assuming you wouldn't like people like me, right? It's just because I'm different?" She looked offended.

"Why would you think that? Hold on, are we playing the question game?"

She started shouting at me. "Ugh, why would even asked if we're playing it? So if I'm different, what do you think of it? This is my first day of school, and all of the sudden, I have to act like every other fanatical girl in this school, is that right?"

Her voice was ice cold, and I felt that it wasn't right to reply. I shook my head. "Why would you think that? Could you explain why I have been thinking about you all day? Do you have the slightest clue why I'm feeling this way? This...this strange feeling of love. I'm Ian Kabra, and I NEVER feel this way about just anyone!"

Amy POV

"This is my first day of school, and all of the sudden, I have to act like every other fanatical girl in this school, right?" I felt so angry at Ian. Just because I'm different, it's such a big deal isn't it? He might've never met someone like me, but it doesn't mean I have to act like everyone else.

"Why would you think that? Could you explain why I have been thinking about you all day? Do you have the slightest clue why I'm feeling this way? This...this strange feeling of love. I'm Ian Kabra, and I NEVER feel this way about just anyone!"

I blinked. He gasped, realizing what he had just said. Ian turned away from me. He was…thinking of me?

Just then, I sneezed. I rubbed my left arm with my right hand. It was freezing, and when I should be running back into my dorm, I'm arguing with a Cobra.

He must've noticed my sneeze because unexpectedly, Ian put his jacket around me. Right after he gave me it, he sneezed as well. He was probably freezing as well, but cared enough to give me his jacket. I looked up and we were faced to face. We were probably two or three inched apart from each other.

"Uh…thanks?" Ian gave me a weak smile. His head reached a little closer, but I backed a little. We separated a couple inches and it was a very uncomfortable feeling.

"I…I don't want you getting a cold. I apologize for calling you different. It isn't bad, you know. I hate how so many girls obsess over me in that fanatical way. You are…one of a kind. I really like that…I was actually hoping the question game would allow me to…I was hoping it would allow me to…"

"Hmm? You were hoping it would..?"

His eyes looked away. "I was hoping it would eventually lead me into ask you out. Apparently we fought instead. I am sorry." He turned around, avoiding me.

My eyebrows went up and I knew my face was scarlet. "Y-you wanted to ask me out?" Wow, this mission was going way too easy for me.

"I– yeah. Unlike all the other girls in this school who would immediately accept, you would probably decline–"

My heart was suddenly beating a lot faster. A part of me wanted to scream, "YES!" like those other girls. Another part of me wanted to reject him after remembering his foul actions from the past, but I wasn't going to pass up the chance of making the mission end faster.

"Why would you think that? I-I um, accept." I gave him a fake smile. I wanted to get away from him as soon as possible. Every time I was around him, there was some kind of warm feeling inside of me.

"Really? That felt…almost too easy, but absolutely unexpected." He flashed his teeth at me, and we walked back into the main building.

Just before we entered the school, Ian turned to me with a nervous face. It was weird seeing him nervous like this. I got a feeling Isabel would've slapped him if she saw her son nervous like this. "Quick question, do you know anyone name…do you know a girl named Amy? Amy Cahill?"

I gasped mentally, but I kept a straight face and tilted my head. "Why do you keep asking me that? It's like as if you like this Amy person." Ian's expression became surprised, but I continued. "So who is she? Your –uh– girlfriend or something?"

Ian's eyes widened. "Of course not…it's just that I have done a couple things that I am not proud of to her and I regret it strongly. You remind me a lot of her. Please don't tell anyone, especially my sister, Natalie, but I do not think I could ever face Amy after…yeah."

"What did you do to her?" The event in Korea flashed through my eyes. I mean, it felt good hearing him say that he's regretting everything, but it would've been so much better if he knew it was actually me. I would've started shouting and lecturing him for how he was evil and pathetic, but there was also something else inside of me saying it's OK to forgive him.

He looked at his feet. "It's- it's nothing." He looked at me in the eyes. "I look forward into seeing you soon. I have to go."

"Bye…" I waved at him with a small smile on my face. He left me with a good, but strange feeling.

Well, idc what u think about it this time because out of all the chapters, I spent the longest on this one. Yeah I may have many mistakes, but I spent so long and my arm hurts so I hope you enjoyed reading and review if you want. I'm tired. D:

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