"Haven, do you happen to have notes on Mr. Smith's class?" Vincent Martinez asks a small black-haired girl as he slips into the library chair next to her. She suppresses a smile and shrugs nonchalantly, mentally preparing a hundred ways to tell him no.

"Why do you want to know?" she asks. Hopefully he wouldn't notice she was studying those exact notes.

"Well, there's the final in Mr. Smith's class tomorrow and I really need notes," Vinny said hesitantly.

"Then why didn't you take your own notes?" the girl asks as she turn towards him, her dark eyes full of irritation.

"But his class is so boring! You really can't expect an ADD kid like me to sit there and pay attention to him," Vinny complains.

"That's no excuse Vinny. You know that I'm ADHD," Haven glares at him. He just shrugs it off and leans back in his chair, trying to look suave. Haven would never admit it out loud, but he did a very good job at that - looking suave. She looks away, avoiding his trick.

"Go ask Yamato or Clara. They both take notes vigorously," Haven says as she gathers her papers with thin pale fingers and stood up. The bell rang, signifying the beginning of lunch.

"Yeah, too vigorously! For every three minutes of lecture, they have a one inch pile of notes! Come on, Haven! Your notes are the best! They are organized and concise. They are easy to read and pick up the key points! Please Haven, can I just borrow them!" Vinny flatters Haven as he follows her out of the library and through the halls. Causing her to blush.

"It's a pity you don't take your own notes," She tells him as they exit the building into a square courtyard. One great thing about living in California: it was almost always perfect weather for sitting outside. They sat at one of eight tables that circled a bell tower in the center of the courtyard. Vinny continues to pester Haven as they start eating.

"You don't even need them. You have photographic memory," Vinny finally said.

"Next year you won't be so lucky. I suggest you start taking your own notes, Vinny," she says grudgingly as she hand him her notebook.

"Thanks Haven! You're the best!" Vinny grins as Yamato runs up.

"Mr. D-drew made us stay late. Th-this is W-wren," Yamato stutters as he and a younger boy sit down across the table from them and unpack their lunches.

"Yamato, I still can't believe you were chosen to give a kid a tour. If he's too boring for you, you can always follow me around kid," Vinny says jokingly.

"I'm not a kid! My name is Wren, Wren Glendale and I'm no more than a kid that you are," the boy pouts.

"I'm sure you are and you should stay with Yamato. Vinny here gets lost so easily," Haven jokingly punched Vinny in the arm, causing him to grumble and finally open Haven's notebook. He quickly looks at her slightly panicked.

"How am I supposed to read this without a mirror!" he asks as he holds up a notebook full of backwards writing. Haven took one glance and laughed.

"That's my journal! Here's my Physics notebook," Haven smiles as she hands Vinny an identical notebook. He opens it up and gives Haven a grateful smile.

"Does the bell tower actually work? Do they ring it between classes?" Wren asked.

"Yes. No," Yamato said, not looking up from his Bento box.

"What Yamato means is that yes the bell works, but it is only used once a year, the seniors get to ring the bell when they graduate," Haven explains to Wren. They sit for the rest of lunch answering Wren's questions, eating, chatting, and in Vinny's case studying.

Now that Haven thought about it, it was a bit strange that Yamato was guiding a tour. Yamato is a Junior - giving tours was a thing Freshman usually did - and the biggest introvert in the school. Not to mention, today was the second to last day of school. Was it common for kids to get tours this late in the school year?

Her thought was cut off by the school bell and the rush of students running to class. The four figures got up and headed into the building.

"I need to go to my locker. I didn't have time before lunch," Yamato mumbled and rushes off in one direction with Wren while Haven and Vinny head off in the other, both mentally preparing for the upcoming english exam.

~CHB~

Haven took a seat at the edge of the back row, closest to the door, and dropped her backpack into the desk next to her. Vinny took the desk in front of her and turned around to face her.

"You know, that's really rude to do - putting a bag there," Vinny commented. Haven shrugged and stared towards the door at the students streaming through in groups of two or three - some of them with their noses in their notebooks, cramming for the upcoming quiz. Yamato and Wren walked into the room. Yamato sat next to Vinny and opened up a novel, motioning for Wren to sit next to him.

Then, Haven spotted James through the doorway. Vinny followed her sight line and glowered. Haven turned away for a moment while Sara and James kissed goodbye.

"You know, it's against school policy to PDA on the campus," Vinny complained.

"Well, it looks like I got way, didn't I?" James smirked and walked past. He walked to his usual seat and found Wren was already sitting there.

"James, come sit here," Haven said as she moved her backpack to the floor. Vinny turned around and gave her the stink eye.

"Why couldn't I have sat there?" he asked.

"Because you would have cheated on the final," Haven sighed.

"Are you sure it isn't because you like him," Vinny teased. Haven gave him the stink eye and he turned around laughing.

"Thanks, Haven!" James said as he sat down.

"Sure! So, how well are you prepared for the final?" Haven asked.

"Well, I think I'm ready, but you never know right?" James laughed.

"Yeah, I guess so," Haven mumbled. James shrugged and continued talking. Haven nodded and listened to James answering the occasional question. The conversation always turned back to him, but Haven didn't mind, she found his golden blond hair too distracting for her to form intelligent comments anyways.

Finally class started and the conversation was brought to a close.

"Final today kids!" Ms. Campbell said as he walked into the classroom. A mass of complaining and groaning went up from the class, but the exam was administered anyways.

~CHB~

After class, as Haven was packing up, James tapped her on the shoulder.

"Oh James, I didn't know you were still here!" Haven exclaimed. She motioned for Vinny and Yamato to go on without her.

"I'm waiting for Sara. Do you happen to have any notes from Mr. Smith's class? I want to cross-reference mine," James gives her a slightly crooked smile.

"I ummm... I-I've lent my notes to-to someone else," Haven stutters. Those green eyes of his just get her all tongue twisted.

"Ah well, too bad. Everyone knows you have the best notes," James shrugs. If it was possible, Haven's blush got even deeper. She liked the way James said Ah well instead of Oh well.

"But, maybe he's done studying," Haven mumbled as she and James walk out of the classroom. Just then, Sara appeared at the end of the hall. Their conversation was over. James stood up straight. Haven always felt like a dwarf when he did that.

"Hello, Haven," Sara sneered, then she turned to James and beamed.

"Come, Jamie, our friends are missing us," Sara smiled. She started to lead James away by the arm.

"See you at poetry club?" James turned and asked. Haven nodded her head and Sara's smile dimmed for a moment. But then, James put his arm around Sara and her brilliant smile turned back on. Sara turned back just before they were out of sight to gloat at Haven who was still standing by the doorway, hand still raised to wave goodbye.

"I hate that guy," a voice behind her said bitterly.

"Oh Vinny! I didn't notice you there," Haven jumped. Vinny's face didn't brighten like it normally would.

"He goes out with that blonde cheerleader," Vinny fumes.

"Oi! First of all, Sara is not a cheerleader. Secondly, you shouldn't be so stereotypical of blond. You've met my little sister. You know she's a blonde. Secondly, you shouldn't be so stereotypical of blond. You've met my little sister. You know she's a blonde. Thirdly, most of the cheerleaders are really nice and they have one of the most difficult jobs at this school! Rallying school spirit at this school is like trying to raise the dead!" Haven says defensively. Nearby, a boy that Haven recognized by face, but not by name chuckled.

"Whatever. I still don't trust that girl. You do know she's the one who sabotaged your science presentation, don't you?" Vinny said darkly.

"You can't prove that, can you? I bet it was just an accident. It's easy to confuse vinegar and water," Haven reasoned.

"Yeah. It's not like one didn't smell and the other did," Vinny shrugged sarcastically.

"Vinny, if anyone should be holding a grudge against her, shouldn't it be me? I mean, why are you holding it against her?"

"Because you aren't," Vinny's face reddened slightly.

"See you around, Vinny. You'd better run if you want to get to the gym in time for your final," Haven shook her head and the two went split ways.