It was finally the end of the day and the sun was just beginning to fall into the horizon. Some of the clouds were already stained red, and behind us the sky was beginning to darken.

Everyone was making their way back to their dorms. Although, as we approached the courtyard in the centre of the school grounds an annoying buzzing sound, like thousands of bees in a hive, grew louder and louder until we finally found the source of the noise.

A congregation of day class students stood around at the right-hand side of the courtyard. They looked as though they were waiting for something. Some had their cell phones out, while others had even brought their digital cameras.

"Is there going to be a meteor shower tonight or something?" I asked Lily while studying the excited crowds of both girls and boys.

"If there is I doubt that's what they're waiting for," she laughed sarcastically, "I'm pretty sure the night class students outshine shooting stars."

I stopped dead in my tracks and stared at her, "N-night class students?"

She nodded slowly, "Yeah, what…you want to go and see them too?"

I shook my head frantically "No, no, no…let's just go,"

But, of course, it was too late.

A wild cheer erupted from the crowds, Lily and I turned to watch as we saw the old dorm building's gates open and the white figures of the night class move gracefully towards us.

I grabbed Lily's arm and pulled her behind the courtyard's fountain. She protested but I ignored her, too scared to even breathe.

How pathetic, I scolded myself.

I couldn't really see them properly, so hopefully they wouldn't see me. The crowds seemed to be jumping all over them, squealing and swooning or bragging about how many push ups they can manage.

None of the night class paid any attention; they just glided past serenely as if this was what they had expected. I saw the two 'siblings' glide past and I pressed closer to the fountain.

"Alice, what on earth is wrong with you?" she asked, yanking her hand away from me.

I didn't answer her until the night class had crossed the courtyard and were safely tucked inside the main school building. I moved away from the fountain as if nothing was wrong at all.

"Hehe, sorry…" I said sheepishly, "I guess I missed something out about my visit to the night dorm."

She looked at me quizzically as we began heading back to our dorm. I bit my lip; Lily didn't know about my beyond stupid performance when I smashed the photograph that obviously meant something to the night class king (as he had been recently dubbed among the day class). Who was that girl anyway?

"So, are you planning on giving me an explanation?" she asked, growing impatient with my silence.

We had finally made it back to our room. I sat cross legged on my bed with an embarrassed look on my face.

"Well, the thing is…" I began, "When I was left alone with the Dorm Leader I, kind of, got him really angry…"

"How?" asked Lily carefully

"I, uh, I smashed one of his photos…" I said and bit my lip again.

Lily suddenly relaxed and her face took on a disappointed expression, "Is that it?" she asked in monotone.

"Well, I guess it doesn't seem that bad when you say it like that…but Lily, this picture really meant something to him, if the look he gave me is anything to go by,"

"What look?"

She must think I'm acting completely stupid, and maybe I was. A smashed photograph was quite obviously the least of the Dorm Leader's concerns…
"Damn, I wish I knew his name…" I said to myself.

"Alice, don't change the subject! What look could he have possibly given you that scared you so much?"
I decided to play it safe and turn it into a joke. I pulled a stupid face which made her laugh. Hopefully she wouldn't bring it up again.

I stretched and began to hunt around our room for my art homework; the painting of the night dorms with him looking out of the window. I had no choice but to get it finished now. I checked under the bed where I usually kept my art but it wasn't there, nor was it propped up against the wall.

"Hey, Lily…" I began while continuing to search. She took one of her ear phones out to listen, "…have you seen my canvas? Y'know, the painting of the old dorm building?"

I looked at her for an answer. She simply shook her head then went back to her music. I tried to think where on earth it would be, then I realised with a sinking feeling exactly where it was.

"No, no, no, no!" I chanted as I threw myself down on my bed, "I've left it in the art rooms!"

What if the night class see it? I thought.

Then again, I'd probably just be taken as another obsessing student like the rest…