With only two days before the Black and White Ball, Ethan and Benny still couldn't believe they had dates.

"I'm fairly certain that a purple tux doesn't qualify as 'black' or 'white'," Benny announced dejectedly.

Ethan, still unsure about the laws of fashion, knew that that would've been a bad idea regardless. "Benny, you're already going to the dance with a beautiful girl. Add to the fact that you want to wear a purple tux, and you're kind of asking to be outshone."

"What, you're saying because I managed to snag a lovely lady, that I will pale in comparison?"

"No, I'm saying that she could wear a paper bag and look amazing. You actually should try."

Benny gasped and put a hand over his heart. "Ethan Morgan, how dare you! I happen to be a strapping young lad, who's taking an angel to the dance."

"Well, that's very kind of you, but I'm pretty sure angels aren't supposed to cause so much trouble." Fayette's voice appeared behind Benny, and he nearly tripped over himself with surprise.

"Fayette, you caught me off guard," he said, trying to bounce back from his slip up about angels. "What havoc have you wreaked today?"

Fayette held her books closely to her chest, walking through the halls between the two boys. "Oh, the usual. Pulling the fire alarm. Stealing all the toilet paper from the bathrooms. Making little kids cry."

"Boys' or girls' bathrooms?" Ethan asked.

"It'd be unladylike for me to tell," she said, putting her index finger to her lips.

"She's not serious, Ethan," Benny explained to Ethan's slightly frightened face.

Ethan gave a nervous chuckle, looking at his wristwatch before mumbling something about having to borrow a pen from Rory and making a hasty escape.

"Well, at least I've made a good impression upon him," Fayette laughed.

"He's just fidgety. Anyway, I was wondering, what flower should I get for your corsage?"

She stepped a little closer to him, to avoid nearly getting bumped into by a girl rushing to class. "Well, we could always go for the obvious daisy...But I'm thinking purple dendrobium orchids."

"I didn't realize you were a horticulturist," Benny remarked.

"I appreciate flowers and their beauty. Sue me," she said, smirking.

"Not even during our divorce."

"Aw, but I had such faith in us. And our wedding was so lovely!"

Benny sighed and conceded,"Yeah, I suppose I had a lousy comeback. See you in class later?"

The bell rang just as he said that, and Benny turned towards Fayette, who decided to say in response, "Did Mario love Peach?"

"That's questionable."

Fayette frowned. "I should've just stuck with saying 'yes'. Let's just pretend I said something witty. All right, see you in science."

As she left to go to her class, Benny noticed how light on her feet she was, walking away with a grace he hadn't paid attention to prior. Just before she could be too far out of sight, he also spotted two tiny, white scars between her shoulder blades.

"Please tell me you found out any more about angels and the possibility that Fayette is one?" Benny asked Sarah later in the day at lunch.

Sarah turned a page in her book before responding. "You do realize we got ambushed last night? I didn't go home and think, 'Huh, I should probably do more research on the matter.' I was a little freaked out."

Benny put his hands up in defense. "My apologies. Sincerely. I just hoped. And..." he brought his voice down to a whisper, "I saw the scars on Fayette's back like Ethan described."

At this, Sarah perked up slightly. "Really? Were they like, big scars?"

"No, probably no longer than the tip of my pinky, but they were visible. What is the likelihood that it's just coincidence?" Benny said, taking a seat beside her momentarily.

"Probably as slim as her scars. Okay, if I have time, I'll go over to Ethan's house tonight so we can do some research, but I'm a busy girl. I do have a life, you know."

Benny could've hugged Sarah. "Thank you. You're a lifesaver."

"On more than one occasion. But I hope we find something out."

"So who do you think Rowan is, exactly?"

Just the thought of him gave Sarah the creeps. "I don't know, but as a girl and a vampire, I got some pretty bad vibes from him. Just be careful, okay? I can take care of myself, but I worry about you and Ethan."

"He's probably just some jealous ex-boyfriend, right?"

Sarah chose not to answer, knowing brutal honesty would just crush the poor boy. She didn't know what to think. She did, however, hope they found out something, and soon.

Every day, Benny looked forward to science with Fayette, though he'd never admit it otherwise. He couldn't wait until she walked in, smelling of flowers, sitting behind him. Though he couldn't stare at her all throughout class like he wanted to, he felt goosebumps form along his skin at just her presence behind him. He smiled any time she spoke in class. And now that he knew more about her, he never wanted to stop finding out things. What made Fayette tick. What her favorite color was. Why she always wore dresses. What daisies really meant to her.

With her promise of seeing him later in class, Benny's disappointment upon her not walking in on this day was immense. Then he figured she just missed the bell. With each ticking minute, he wondered where she was, and why she hadn't come to the one class that she'd said to be in. The more he wondered, the more he worried. With worry came concern for her sake, and all of that turned into panic.

Fayette wouldn't just miss class. She was past the stages of avoiding Benny and playing games. He was taking her to the dance, for goodness' sake! Either she didn't want to see Benny for whatever reason or... The thought struck Benny, and he bolted from his seat without warning, and left the classroom to a confused look from his teacher.

Something was wrong.