The next day the sun was setting making the sky glow in shades of sick pink and blood red and pumpkin orange. Finally, finally, nothing bad happened and I actually managed to get through a full week of completely BORING classes without any problems. Besides all the day class boys trying to ask me on dates, swooning over me and trying to sniff my hair (one of them wanted to smell it's fragrance, it creeped me out)

As I was walking back to the dorm I scolded myself as I remembered that I had promised I would call my Grandmother on the first Wednesday I was here which was today. Gah! As I run with all my strength with basically no air in my lungs into the front hall I bump into the idiot named Hanabusa Aido. God do I have to bump into HIM?

"Wheres" –PANT- "the"- PANT- "phone?" I

"Uh over there" he says looking at me curiously , "well, if your ordering a pizza make sure to get extra cheese with half pepperoni !" he yells.

"SHUT UP IDIOT !" I yell back chuckiling.

I dial my grandmothers mansion and ask Yoshiro (a.k.a our butler) to get my grandmother on the phone.

Five minutes later….

"Hello honey….."

"Hello Grandmother".

Hanabusa P.O.V

Ok the deal is I wanna know who Goldilocks is talking to and what it's about (because I'm awesome that way) so I pick up the phone upstairs up in my room (which I use to spy on phone calls in the house).

"Hello Grandmother" I hear Star say

"How are your classes Starry? Has anything happened?" her Grandmother

"Nope!" she said with complete ease.

"That's good to hear."

"How's Joji?"

"Well about that…."

"What! What's wrong with him Grandmother!" I heard her shout.

"He's very very sick Starry but he'll most likely get better soon."

"I'm coming home for a little while Joji needs me."

"Star you have your classes!"

"Winter Break starts in two days which isn't that long. I can stay for holiday and I can leave tomorrow and be there by morning. See you then."

The sound of a slam resounded. Then a beep.

Well that was intense

STARLIGHT P.O.V

Oh god I have to get home. I wipe away my tears as I pass Hanabusa then stop.

"You know that I could care less that you listened into my phone call Hanabusa." I state pivoting in a full circle," If the circumstances were different I would be angry but I don't care. I just need to g-g-get home." I feel the tears trail my face faster as I run.

"Hey, wait a second," he said calmly.

I ran faster then I think anyone normal should and stuff random things into a suitcase. Grabbing my coat and buttoning it up to my collarbone. I take the only picture of my mother that my grandmother ever showed me and looked at it for a few moments. It was a picture of my her at my age smiling and laughing with my father who had icy blue eyes and blonde hair and a warm kind of smile. I look exactly like my mother did. Same pale skin, white blonde hair, and smile. The only difference were the eyes. Hers were a mixture of spring green and mossy green while my right eye was hers and my left eye was a fluorescent ice blue. But now was no time to reminisce in my memories. I rushed out photo in hand and slid down the long railing and reached the bottom with no time to spare. Running out of the dorms I ran out the door never to know that the photo of my mother had fallen out of my hand.

"Joji," I whispered into the leather seats as I lay down from exhaustion.