Chapter four part two:

It was a bright green day, despite the chaos that had just amounted from an odd chain reaction. I slowed my pace to a light shuffle as I made my way to attend to my club activities.

I had spoken to quite a few girls today about that key... My mind was still set on Castiel having something to do with it... Even if his excuse was believable enough.

As I approached the gardens area, I sighed. The camellias were all in bloom and it really was lovely, the light and dark pinks and whites all arranged in their respective order. Despite liking more yellows and oranges in my flowers, I had to admit the school had its 'thing' going on with the color scheme and I wasn't about to object.

I bent over to smell one of them just to jump back and squeal when my nose touched another's by mistake.

He also yelped in shock, as neither of us had been paying much attention to anything but the camellias. I giggled and waved from over the bushes at Jade who just closed his eyes and blushed. He was another one of those cute guys, but with him I felt more at ease because he reminds me more of a girl than a boy... But in a good way that means I won't have to worry about offending him, stalking him, or hating him.

That was a plus right? Violette looked up from her pastel portrait for a moment as I entered and waved with a rather impressive grin, for Violette it was anyway...

"So, I heard you've been looking for a key?" She started when I sat down with her, pulling out my own art book and gazing over the garden to find a subject.

"Yeah, poor Nathaniel is getting in trouble for it being lost. The exams for next term were also taken, which is troublesome. I think I might know who did it but there's too much evidence against it..." I sighed and settled for the first thing I spied.

We sat in silence as we normally did, and we occasionally took glances at each others work. I really was jealous of her way with colours. I am not bad at matching and mixing them but applying them in a practical and attractive way fails me hopelessly.

I heard her snicker and I couldn't help but grin as Violette caught on to what I was drawing.

"Come on, Voaz, he's not that bad!" She giggled. I had begun to draw at first a rather attractive male subject, just a random manga style guy, but in the minutes that passed I found myself transforming it into a castiel in drag portrait, miniskirt and all.

"No, he's not that bad. I think it looks good on him, for all the trouble he's given me." I replied. Violette isn't the kind of girl who likes making fun of people but we had our share of inside jokes concerning the more difficult schoolmates that we dealt with all the time.

I was just about to crumple the paper up, but Violette stole the paper from me, giggling mischievously as she applied dry-pastel-lipstick to the picture's face causing the two of us to lose it, and we nearly fell off the bench laughing.

We were both in the gardening club, but since jade generally did most of the work during our class times, it caused us to be able to do as we pleased in that club activity time when there was nothing left to do. He looked up from his newly planted bulbs and his cute/confused expression made the laughter worse.

It was as I was getting up off the ground that I suddenly stopped and focused of something I saw shining in the grass...

"What's up Voaz? Can you get up? Do you need help?" Violette offered once I'd been there for a while.

I then with a flash speed movement ripped the shining object from the spot in which it was and then held it up for closer inspection.

A key!

"Violette... The key... This is exactly what the key looks like, Nathaniel told me so..." I replied as I got up breathlessly. It was stupid, but I felt a few inches taller suddenly, and I was fighting the urge to jump up and down.

"Is it really? Let me see..." Violette looked as well, and lifted the plastic tag attached to the key ring... It read "Sweet Amoris High, Staff Lounge"!

Suddenly though, interrupting our little glimpse of victory, a curt cough broth our attention to the other side of the hedges...

We both gasped and froze as castiel stood there, arms crossed somewhat, holding the picture I drew of him, clearly unimpressed.

Uh oh...

"Heh... Yeah... No need to thank me, pussycat... I saw that lyin' around in the courtyard and thought I'd actually help you... Too bad I can't help you with your foul attitude." He spat, flicking the picture over the hedge, which had by now lost absolutely all of its humor.

He must've caught us... No Violette was innocent here, it was ME who he caught doing this while he was really trying to help me all along. GREAT.

Violette looked at me with concerned eyes as I fought back guilty tears for a moment.

"Um... I better go bring these to Nathaniel and get this over with. I'm sure the exams can just be reprinted, but the keys were the important part right?" I offered. Violette shrugged and helped me put together our supplies as we both left the garden together.

Passing castiel, Violette made her way to her locker area and unintentionally left me awkwardly standing there. He wasn't looking at me, but was texting someone. I felt totally horrible... I even was internally blaming him for it.

Maybe he wasn't as bad as I thought...

"What?" He snapped when he caught me looking at him. Something about the emotion I felt emitting from my entire body made his expression soften a little bit, but the bitterness remained.

"I'm sorry about that... I can be a real... Um..." I didn't want to make use of my large profane vocabulary, even if it was to castiel, but he seemed to know what I meant.

"Look, I didn't really make you like me anyway, so its no big deal. Just go and get out of my face for now. I'm still pissed." He said curtly and I obeyed his request.

I sighed and hurried down the hallways, brushing past everyone yet feeling tiny and insignificant at the same time.

Finally a flash of golden hair and amber eyes caught my attention and my heart melted instantly. I smiled, putting the incident behind me and hurried even more so, almost bumping into him as I gripped my art book even tighter.

"V-Voaz? Hi, shouldn't you be doing your club activities right now?" He asked.

"FANGIRL" sighed and swooned over his "always concerned about order" demeanour and I simply nodded but then began to explain.

"I was at my club, when I fell on the ground, and under the bushes I found the keys!" I lifted it up and dangled them, bouncing a little.

For a minute he didn't believe me and furrowed his brows, taking them from me to read the plastic tag. Then his eyes widened and he actually smiled...

His teeth were so straight and amazing... /end FANGIRL input.../

"Oh my gosh, you found it! You actually found it! This ... This is perfect!" He lit up and then suddenly faltered...

"But that still doesn't help with the lost exams... " I frowned as he instantly became depressed again.

"Oh yeah... I suppose so. Couldn't they just print off more? Or do they obtain the examination papers another way?" I asked..

He invited me into the student council room as he replied.

"They normally could do that but it would be expensive... And these particular exams were mailed to us from the head office that manages all the high schools in the district. It's a pretty big one..." He said.

"Well, if I could find the key, then I'm sure I could find the exams right? What do they look like..."

Castiels POV

I stood by the student council room, against my wishes... Even though I CHOSE to follow Voaz there and listened in.

Figures she totally left out the part in the story where she drew me in drag, even though I helped her stupid face. I heaved a sigh and began to stalk off in my usual irritated huff when a bunch of squealing girls flew past me... That annoying Amber leading the little circus, as can be expected.

"Circus... Huh?" I chuckled a little. I'd heard Voaz and Violette had begun to call them "The Fashion Clowns" and I guess it was witty enough to have rubbed off on me. She wasn't that bad... She was just irritating and bossy and selfish.

Coming from me of course you all think I'm a hypocrite, but her attitude will NEVER rub well with Mr President should he ever discover who she really is. I'd seen the type before.

I pushed open the doors and repositioned myself in my usual haunt in the courtyard.

Okay, so its true I'd been spyin on her... But you know what? Who cares! It wasn't because I liked her. She wasn't my type at all. She just makes me...

Curious.

She's the type that "used to be bad, but now I'm so good, and if anyone wants to say otherwise you can shove it" or in other words, she must've been a real prick at her old school and was trying to make up for a bad rep. I had to applaud her for fooling everyone, except me.

But unlike those 'types' that just pretend to want to be good for the sake of a good rep, she ACTUALLY looks like she means well, but is just a prissy princess on the process. Why were my thoughts so preoccupied with her?

Why do I even care?

WHAT AM I TALKING ABOUT DARN IT?!

"Geeze, I sound like a stalker..." I muttered. No staff were around it appeared. I double and triple checked the courtyard and school windows anyway, before reaching for my cigarette packet in the left pocket of my jeans.

Nope. It was in the right...

No... Did I leave them somewhere else...

I made my way to my locker.. And the staircase, and even all my previous classrooms...

$#!T !

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