Happy 4th! I do not own any of Rainbow's characters. I am still open for suggestions if anyone has any and the cover photo is from the artistic talent of Deviant Art's artist FullMetalViolinist. Thank you to everyone who read my last chapter, I hope you guys will like this one.

Class still sent her heart beating in panic. The first day of anything had always done that. New people that she didn't really care about meeting were forced into her world. Sadly, she was unable to have another class of Fiction Writing this semester. She had to fill her world with other classes instead of the one she loved to have.

Like with most of her classes, she had decided to sit near the front but far enough from her other classmates so that she did not have to make awkward eye contact. Even though she had open a bit more last year, she was still not that open with strangers. Strangers were just something that she couldn't get over.

For this particular class, it was not her first choice. Wren had somehow convinced Cath into taking a theatre class with her. "It's just an elective," her sister sighed as she packed her things in her boxes. Cath was trying her best to think of a way out.

"But it's theatre!" She hated how her voice whined. "I don't want to take a class where I have to be the center of attention."

Wren rolled her eyes. Suddenly, before Cath could do anything, her sister turned around and gave her the most pitiful puppy dog face. Ever since they were little, Wren had her way to convince Cath into doing things with her. Parties, outfits, or just trying something new. And the way to win over the precocious sister was to use the family's secret weapon. A weapon that was passed down from generation to generation.

The puppy dog face.

That was the whole reason that Cath was sitting on the far side of her theatre class while her sister was chatting with some old friends. Maybe it was stupid and selfish for her not to try to talk to Wren's friends, but Cath was just not in the mood. It would take a while before she would do that.

While she waited for the professor to walk in, Cath pulled out a worn out notebook. She might not like Nick anymore, but he did leave some effects on her. Such as the notebook that she filled with new ideas. Story ideas that she wanted to use in her fanfiction or in her next Fiction Writing class. If anyone else decided to open the notebook, they would be confused on where it started or ended.

But Cath understood it. She saw her order in the chaotic jumble of words that will later be flying on to her computer screen whenever she got back to the dorm. Her pencil was flying across the pages as plot ideas flowed before she noticed that the class had settled down. When she raised her head, Cath took in the man upfront.

From Wren, she had heard that the class was usually easy and held by one of the hottest professors. What Cath saw was not what she would consider "hot". His hair was starting to gray and a gut was pushing its way out. Still small, but noticeable. She rather have her lean Levi who was in another class across campus right now.

When the man smiled, it was not that special. His teeth had some traces of nicotine and Cath guessed that if she got close enough, she would be able to smell the cigarette smoke all over him. This did not stop the sound of girls swooning behind her, sadly.

"Good morning, class." From her seat, she couldn't tell what his eye color was, but she knew he wasn't looking at the class. Much. "My name is Professor Mitch Joel and for this semester, you will be learning about the world I have lived in my whole life. This is Theatre Appreciation."

Surprised he did not bow, the bored Cath thought. She could just yawn out of boredom.

"Now," Mr. Joel leaned against his desk. "Because this class is actually pretty small, I would like for you to introduce yourselves and, just to make this interesting, tell us about what you hope to do after college." Cath suddenly hated this class more than she already did. "And because I know how everyone hates to volunteer for something, I will be calling students from my list. So our first person will be," he paused for effect as if he listened to his own drum roll. "Ms. Cather Avery!"

Shit.

She could feel Wren's eyes on her as the man up front was losing his smile. Cath's breathings starting to hitch in her chest. The black hole from yesterday came back in full force. Why did I have to wear this sweater? My hair is pulled back. I can't hide my face. They are going to think something is wrong with me.

Suddenly, the sound of a chair scratching the floor echoed in the silent room. Mr. Joel's face turned and smiled brightly. The smile started to dim as Cath felt a hand grab her arm and softly pull her up.

"My name is Wren Avery." Cath just stared at the floor. "This is my sister, Cath. Just Cath." Wren took hold of the Shy sister's hand and held it tight. Through that Cath was able to find some words.

"I-I want t-to write after college." She didn't look up from the floor but she felt a great weight roll of her chest. "And my s-sister would like to go into advertising." This is what family was for. Wren squeezed her hand again and Cath could feel a rush of pride wash through her. Family sticks together no matter what.

"I can't believe he did that," Wren moaned as they stepped into the Pound elevator. They had decided to work on Cath's new fanfiction together since they did not have any other classes. "Most teachers would never even dream of doing that. And what's more, he made a fucking sarcastic comment about how you should have been able to do it alone!"

Cath just shrugged and let her sister rant. She felt as if the professor was a little right. She was a nineteen-year-old college student now. No one was able to baby her anymore, so she should be able to talk to strangers and not have a panic attack. Cath started biting the inside of her mouth. She wasn't always like this. She used to be more stable.

But for her sister, she threw out her thoughts and opened her dorm door.

Wren sighed as she threw herself into Cath's bed. "Still can't get over that you killed Baz though." Normal conversations were safer.

"What else was I supposed to do with him?" Cath laughed as she remembered the day she secretly went around her two betas and published the end of the story. The one where Baz was killed as he tried to save Simon's life. It had spark so much controversy in the FanFixx world that the server actually ended up crashing. "It's an idea I have been playing with for too long. It needed to be released."

"Not like that!" Wren's voice turned an octave higher and she threw a pillow at Cath. This started the great pillow war between sisters. Even after Reagan bursted through the door and slowly backed right out. The girls continued this war until Levi returned from his shift and started to gang up on Wren.

"Not fair!"

Levi lifted the pillow (off of Reagan's bed) high over his head. "All is fair in love and war!"