Hey people reading, this is the last chapter. And it'll seem melodramatic, but I had to figure out how to keep this near the myth. And you go tell me that it's not a dramatic myth in the first place. Thank you for reading, and reviewing, and I would give you cookies if that were possible over the Internet.

Forever scripting,

Hecate

The Curse

"Hey babe," Mel said walking into her empty history class. Lani looked up.

"Not now Mel, I'm finishing a test, and Miss Cybel will be back any second," Lani said. "And she is not having a good day."

Mel ignored her and sat down next to her. He ran his hand through her hair as she tried to focus back on her test. Hard to do as Mel twirled a strand of hair.

"Mel, quit it, this thing is hard enough to do, and you'll get in trouble when Cybel comes back." Lani said, swatting his hand away.

"Okay, okay. I'll go." He surrendered. "I'll call you tonight okay?"

"Kay. Love you."

"Love you too." Lani couldn't remember who had leaned in for the kiss, but either way, there was a kiss. But she did remember that it was perfect and smooth like each one of Mel's kisses, and he held her just like always, nothing was wrong. And that Mel had been the one to be pulled back, and that Cybel had been the one to yell.

"Public display of affection- unacceptable! Intolerable on school grounds!" Miss Cybel was a 'miss' for a reason- she'd been married twice, and Lani imagined that both poor guys had gotten tired of waking up to this nagging, ecological, organic-food addicted bee with an itch. She looked like your stereotypical in-every-movie strict, old and grey teacher. Picture the worst one you've ever seen on the big screen; that's a good enough description of Elle Cybel.

"Lani Adair you are enough trouble in class as it is, and you young man are in no way supposed to be here- this test was supposed to be answered in private!" Miss Cybel went on. Then her eyes bugged out, like she'd just been stroke by lightning or discovered the meaning of life. "You… You must have cheated!" She concluded dramatically.

"What? No!" Lani said.

"To the principal- both of you!"

So Mel and Lani were pulled to the principal's office and sat down and lectured. On the importance of honesty and of not cheating, on healthy relationships, and respect of privacy, and et cetera, et cetera. The school was way too harsh on this all, and had this archaic no-girls-and-boys-alone-in-one-room together.

"And as for the test you were taking," Principal Four said after going on a bit about a certain amount of detention apiece, "It's not going to be counted. Your grade's going to be zero."

"What? Why?" Lani said, her heart thundering all of a sudden. No… No… No way…

"Because how can we be sure your results are accurate?" Principal Four said. "We can't."

"We were kissing when she walked in- how could I have given her that many answers?" Mel asked. "Besides- my math average isn't much greater." He tried to bargain.

"But sir, that was my final math exam." Lani said. "I need that to pass high school- to get the racing scholarship I have!"

"Well, you'll have to go to summer school," the principal said. The blood drained from Lani's face. This summer was committed to working at a day camp a thousand hours away. She needed the money, if it wasn't for that… Lani was on her own with a scholarship she couldn't move to get to.

Lani felt herself blink back tears. In front of Principal Four and everything. She just did.

"Sir, I've got no chance now." She said.

"Lani, it's going to be o-" Mel tried, but it only created sparks on the metaphorical stick of dynamite Lani became every time she got this upset.

"I told you to leave!" Lani exploded. "I told you, I told you, I told you!"

"Lani I'm-"

"No just… Just don't talk to me!" Lani yelled, bouncing to her feet and marching out of the office, away from Mel and Four and the announcement that it was over for her.

Actually, that was going to follow her forever.

The one thing that could keep up with Lani Atalanta Adair.