I'll be honest, I wasn't that proud with the last chapter, but it was 3 put together from a few months ago so sorry if it didn't exactly flow. I tried to aim for 300 words on Quotev, but I almost feel like I've moved up a rank in sorts by writing on FF, so I'll try for 1000 now, on here.

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Chapter 2

I walked into my first class, history, and surprisingly was only ten minutes late. The teacher turned to me, stopping mid sentence. He had small round glasses, and short black hair, and was wearing a blue sweatshirt over a simple white dress shirt, although I only saw the collar. He seemed a little lost in his own lesson, so I assumed he must be relatively new to teaching. He smiled at me, "You must be Aurora. I'm Mr. Faraize. I assume you where just finishing up your registration?" I nodded at him. He nodded back in reply and gestured for me to take a seat.

I quickly scanned over the class. There was only three seats left; one next to Nathaniel, one in the front row, in between a girl with ginger red hair and a girl with purple hair, and one in the back next to a guy who looked like he was from the Victorian era. I decided to sit next to Victorian boy.

I listened intently to Mr. Faraizes' lecture on the bubonic plague, taking occasional notes. After a while, I got bored of hearing all things I've heard before; as honestly, this is eighth grade work, not tenth. I started randomly drawing in my notebook, and in a few minutes, had a pretty good sketch of an eye. I noticed the guy in the Victorian clothing trying slightly to get my attention.

I turned to him questioningly. "I'm Lysander." He said plainly.

I smiled, trying to be friendly. "Aurora."

"I just noticed your shirt, you're a winged skull fan?"

I looked down at my outfit choice, momentarily forgetting what I wore. "Oh, yeah. Favorite band." I smiled, this time genuine. "You?"

"I'm a fan." He seemed to be really calm.

"Cool." I said earnestly, and turned back to my sketch.

Class was over only a few minutes later. The bull rung over the room and everyone started to pack up, barley acknowledging Faraize stating the homework assignment. I scribbled it down on my arm as to not forget, and made my way into the hall.

"Aurora!" Ken was my my side a mere few steps out of the classroom. "What do you have next?"

He looked hopeful, clearly knowing we didn't have first period together. I pulled out my schedule and looked over it quickly. "Uhm... Art."

He smiled like a kid at Disney Land for the first time, "Me too!" He practically shouted. "I know where it is, let's walk together!" Before I even had time to object, he already had grabbed my hand and was leading me down the hall. It's not that I don't like Ken, in fact, he's actually really great, it's just that he can be to over bearing. Like, in the ninth grade, we had this winter formal dance at our old school, we had a Queen crowned for it, and, of course the most popular girl in school, a twelfth grader I didn't even know, won; BUT, when I didn't win, Ken demanded a re-count. Looking back on it, it really was kind of sweet, but like I said, over bearing.

Despite all that though, he's never asked me out. Sure, he tells me he loves me and buys me presents, we even made cookies together once, but he's never asked me to be his...you-know-what...but I'm not even sure what I would say if he did, so I guess it's a good thing.

Ken and I stumbled through the door to the art room. It was a long narrow room with shelves on every wall housing paints, art books, canvas, paper, brushes, pretty much anything you can think of. There was three rectangular tables set side by side long ways running down the middle of the room with stools all around them. Most people weren't there yet, and iroically, it seemed everyone I had either met or agnolaged so far was in this class. Lysander sat next to Castile, and the ginger girl and the one with the purple hair where seated across from them. I came around them and leaned down with my elbows on the table.

"Her Lysander, do you mind if I sit here?" I tried to be polite as a could obviously tell how he was.

He had his knuckles bushing against his chin as he spoke. "I see no problem with it."

There was silence for a second when the ginger girl spoke. "I'm Iris," She said, brightly. "And that's Violette." She gestured to the girl with the purple hair who gave me a little wave.

"I'm Aurora, that's Ken." I nodded over to Ken, who had decided to take a set to my left.

Iris's eyes brightened, "Are you two dating?" My eyes widened, and it earned the attention of Castiel, who had been texting or maybe playing Angry Birds, I don't know.

Ken and I spoke simultaneously, Me with a shocked 'no' and him with an excited 'yes'. It came out between us as a sort of nes. I sighed, "No, no we're not. Just friends." Iris shrugged as the teacher walked in, and class started.

954 words. I could do better, but I feel this is close enough, I could fit more in, but I'll save it for the next chapter, as I feel like it'll lead to some more than I want for this chapter. If you didn't notice, I added the description that this IS supposed to be a love triangle, but that won't come until later. I'll have a huge time skip coming up soon, but yeah. Follow, Favorite, Review 3

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