Klaus' POV

Baudelaire Shack

I went into the shack, and noticed that no one was there yet. I could barely believe it – I mean, why ban a person from seeingt someone else? And I just get the feeling that I won't be able to stay away from Isadora... I can't see how it'll work.

I walked over to my lame excuse for a bed, which was beside Violet's bed. I sat down and took out my notebook. I don't normally write; but I just feel like this is something that I need to write about.

Isadora's POV

Quagmire Shack

I walked back into the shack, and sat down on my bed. I could not believe that Tristan was back. After what he did to me the first time, I can't even imagine what he'll do to me now.

And not being able to see Klaus? After he spent the night with me, which neither of my brothers did, we're not allowed to see each other.

And I also get the feeling that Tristan wants to get me back. And when someone wants you back, it can never be good.

The next day

Third Person

Ms Bass' Class

Isadora looked over at Klaus with a sad look on her eyes, Klaus was pouring over his homework, Carmelita was fawning over the new boy, and Tristan was looking around the classroom with discomfort. Tristan's eyes fell onto Isadora, and he noticed her looking at Klaus. He noticed that she looked sad, so he went over.

"Hey Isadora," He started with a grin. "What's up? You look sad."

"Hi Tristan. And do I look sad? Hm. Odd, since I'm not. She lied easily. She was so upset about Klaus, that she couldn't even brush her hair properly.

"I don't believe you Isadora. We went out for awhile, I can tell when you're lying."

"Yeah, well, you haven't seen me in three years. And if you just randomly come back, and don't tell me I have a reason to be sad other than that too!" Isadora said rather loudly.

"I offered to tell you yesterday why I was here, and I gave you the short verion."

"Yeah, well whatever. It really doesn't matter to me Tristan." Isadora finished the conversation as she walked to her desk.

"Isadora, how do you know that guy? He is hot, so I have no clue why you would." Carmelita ran up to her and asked her.

"Carmelita, I'd rather not talk about how I know him. I'll say that he isn't so hot once you get to know him." She said.

"What! How can he not be hot? You're crazy." Carmelita finished and walked over to her desk.

Ms Bass then walked into the classroom in her usual manner, raving and carrying many items for the students to measure. "Okay kids, today we have a new student! Tristan, come to the front of the class!" She yelled.

Tristan reluctantly walked towards Ms Bass. "Now introduce yourself!" Ms Bass told him.

"Hi, I'm Tristan Delaney." He said. Short and simple, like what most new students did because they were scared of Ms Bass.

"Okay, Tristan, how about you go sit next to Isadora? She doesn't have a desk partner yet." Ms Bass said, which was torture to the ears of Isadora. Ms Bass pointed towards Isadora. "That's Isadora. I'm sure you two will get along well."

Tristan walked over to his seat, with a grin on his face. "So Isadora, hows it going?" He asked his seat partner.

"I was fine until you got assigned as my seat partner. Now, let's just work, like we're supposed to. Ms Bass will practically kill us if we keep on talking." Isadora answered as she took out her ruler to start to measure the items she was given.

"Awh, poor muffin." Tristan said as he took out his ruler and grabbd an item.

"Shut up Tristan." Isadora said. Gosh, he's just dead-set on talking, isn't he? Isadora thought.

"Fine." The reast of the class went on as the usual, uneventful and quiet.

Lunch

Klaus' POV

I walked into the lunch room, and I looked around. We were having pasta today, but I wasn't very hunry. There was a new guy in class, and he seems... overly-friendly to Isadora. It's as if they already know each other.

I walked over to get my lunch, and then looked for Sunny and Violet, seeing how I wasn't allowed to be near Isadora. It's rather sad, seeing as it's thunder storm season... she's screwed. And I was really looking forward to hearing her sing again too.

Just as I sat down, an anouncement rang through the cafeteria from the PA.

"Attention allstudents. A masquerade ball will be held in one week. It will take place in the gym. That is all." I heard. Masquerade? That has masks... perfect for seeing someone you shouldn't.

Isadora's POV

I heard the announcement from the PA. A masquerade ball? That's just perfect for my situation. A ball with masks, and a guy that I'm not allowed to see... looks like I'll be needing a dress.

992 words... Not my best. But, I hope you all enjoyed the chapter! Review please!