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"I've found him, but there's a problem. I think he suspects that something is up, but I don't know. It's best you get this over with as soon as possible. If he realizes, he might try to escape again."

There was a pause as the voice stopped and then exhaled sharply.

"Okay, I get it. Thursday night? In the forest? Great. No later, though. On Fridays, people tend to ignore the curfews and sneak out. Okay, then. I'll keep you updated. Bye."

The phone bleeped as it was turned off, and the sound of heavy footsteps echoed. Derrick set off at a dead sprint around the corner of the building, keeping well out of sight. A few moments later, Josh walked past, looking around suspiciously, before ducking into a dark corner. After a while, he walked back out with Chris in tow, and from the serious look in his eyes, Derrick guessed that he had been told about the phone call.

Derrick ambled along leisurely, thinking things through in his head.

Who was Josh talking to? Who was the subject in the conversation, and what is going to happen on Thursday night in the forest? Is Chris in on it as well? Can they be trusted?

His musings were cut short as he spotted Josh and Chris closing in, still deep in conversation. Derrick made his decision, than ran over to the tree, hoping to hear more about whatever it was that they were talking about. He slipped behind the trunk, accidentally pushing someone over.

"Hey, watch it!"

Massie stumbled backwards, then righted herself, but Derrick gave her a devious grin and tripped her again. She fell back with a wordless cry, reaching out for him, but he let her fall, then swept her up into his arms at the last moment.

"Jerk." Muttered Massie, glaring at Derrick.

"I know, right?" Derrick grinned back smugly, keeping his hand on her arm. He'd already forgotten about the boys. Just looking at her, he felt his worries melting away.

"You done annoying me yet, Harrington?"

"Not quite, Block."

He leaned in closer, the warmth of her skin setting his senses on fire. Her grip tightened around his shoulder and she pulled him towards her. Their lips met, and all Derrick could see was a burst of sunlight that burned behind his eyelids. He felt her lips curl up into a smile, and her hair brushed against his neck. Amber met cerulean in an intense gaze. And as they…

"Get a room, lovebirds."

Cam smirked and slapped Derrick on the shoulder. Derrick gave him a caustic glare, warning him to stay away, but Massie laughed.

"You're still as overprotective of me as a big brother, Cam. Sad to see little Massie finally growing up?"

Cam grinned.

Massie gave Derrick a brief smile before turning on her heel and walking away. He thought she looked the slightest bit unsteady on her feet as she left.

"Admit it, Harrington. You used your ability."

Derrick snorted.

"As if."

Cameron smirked.

"Whatever you say, Harrington. As long as we both know…"

Derrick smirked right back.

"Too bad you can't use yours to get your girl…"

Landon was walking alone, but Claire seemed intent on stalking him secretly. She brushed a strand of white-blonde hair back and twisted it around her finger.

Cam darted behind a tree as she looked over her shoulder. Her eyes lingered for the slightest moment on his hiding place, then she turned back.

"Cam? Is that you?" Claire kept on walking, not slowing for a moment.

"Yeah, how did you guess?" He kept pace with her easily.

"I could literally feel myself melting." She replied sardonically.

"Yeah, well, I do have that sort of effect on girls." Agreed Cam.

Claire rolled her eyes and continued on after Landon.

"Still stalking him, Claire?"

She glared at him.

"Still stalking me stalking him, Fisher?"

"Okay, you caught me." He held his hands up as if surrendering.

"Well, if you'll excuse me, I've got more important things to do." She said frostily.

"Are you always this cold, Claire?" He laughed.

She turned around, a smirk on her face.

"So I'm told." She sighed, her eyes straying to Landon again. "Well, I should go find someone less…hot. See ya later, Fire Boy."

Layne watched Landon curiously as he passed by, with Claire trailing him hesitantly. The mixed emotions that he was sending off was quite intriguing, since his usual aura of cold authority had somehow slipped. She grinned as the next emotion hit her – Claire's usual naivety and reserved calm composure was mix of something that felt a lot like admiration and lust.

Claire herself seemed completely oblivious to the fact that Layne was there, until her longing for Landon multiplied threefold.

"Layne! What the hell?"

Layne grinned mischievously, walked over to the other girl, then draped her arm over Claire's shoulder.

"Oh, cut him a little slack, Claire-bear. You definitely like him and I'm pretty sure he likes you too. He's not feeling very happy, so go and cheer him up."

Claire studied her carefully.

"What, so do I just go over and kiss him while you turn up the love?"

"Nah, he's more worried than anything at the moment. He'll probably freak out if you try. Just go on and tell him."

"No. He couldn't have cared less. I've been hanging around him since the day we arrived at this school." Claire's neutral expression wavered slightly.

Layne frowned.

"I'm sorry, Claire-bear, but… your feelings for him haven't changed one bit, that much I know. I thought…"

"That he would love me back? Never." She muttered bitterly.

"Never say never." Replied Layne solemnly.

She suddenly turned sharply to the left and stared at the tall, brunette boy walking past, followed by a laughing group of girls. The boy flashed Layne a dazzling smile and winked, continuing on his way. It didn't take an ability like Layne's to know that the girl was head over heels for him.

"Easy for you to say." Grumbled Claire, as she watched Layne race across the field and slip her hand into the boy's.

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