Is Too

Haggard was an average town with average people in it. The only exception was Stephanie Edgely, it was like she was two people, as if the space taken up by a personality was too much for her. Most days she was vacant, avoiding conversations, empty.

Yet, on one occasion, two weeks after Holly and Artemis had started at the school, she was alive again, and did several thing so strange that Holly knew a confrontation was coming up, whether it was Holly and Artemis confronting Stephanie or Stephanie confronting Holly and Artemis, was unclear though.

Holly made a habit of sitting next to Stephanie, when something was odd, it was always best to have a good long look.

Stephanie plunked her notebook on the desk, opened it and began drawing a strange spiral that Holly vaguely recognised, it was just a doodle so she didn't pay any attention to it—until she glanced at Stephanie's face. She was concentrating fiercely on what she was doing. Holly looked back to the book and gasped.

That earned her a few glances from across the room and a telling off from the teacher. But none of that mattered because she recognised the symbol, she watched it swirl off the page, knowing that no matter what the size of the page was it would keep going on, and on, and on. It was an ancient magical symbol used by a extinct human cult referred to as The Ancients when it was translated to English. Holly had been taught this when she was at the equilevent level of learning as the humans in this room.

Stephanie hadn't looked up from the drawing.

"Stephanie." Holly whispered.

Stephanie finally looked up. "What? No, don't say, write a note, Mrs Smith has really good hearing, but is blind as a bat."

Holly frowned then tore a page out of her notebook.

What is that?

Stephanie read the note three times before responding.

You have great handwriting you know. It's called a doodle.

She was right, compared to Holly's handwriting Stephanie's was almost illegible.

It is not and you know it. It's the ancient symbol of an extinct cult.

Stephanie looked up sharply, staring at Holly with narrowed eyes.

Why did you ask me if you knew the answer?

Holly was getting really annoyed now.

What does it mean to you?

It's a doodle.

Is not.

Is too. It's not my fault that you've got an overactive imagination.

Why would I have an overactive imagination?

Because you think I'm part of an extinct cult.

I never said that. I said it was a symbol of an extinct cult, not that you were part of said cult.

Whatever. Are we done?

No.

Valkyrie sighed.

What now?

ARE you part of an extinct cult?

However at that point the bell rang and before Holly could round up the human for verbal question, she was out of the class.

--End Chapter (cause the other thing's stopped working)—

A/N: I am making EVERYONE who reads this story to go to my blog (the link is on my profile) and leave a comment. I'm even going to put the symbol thingy up. (it's a fanfic blog so yeah)

GO MY MINIONS!

~Greaya/May the Evil Clown/Ambiguity/Basic-bookworm