CHAPTER THREE

"What class do you have first?" Dana questioned from her place beside Ben. Her platinum blonde hair was pulled up into a classy bun and her ocean-blue eyes were alight.

Ben groaned. "I have Mathematics, but I don't know who'll be teaching. Probably Mr Stellar or Mrs Heavern."

"What's so wrong about them?"

"Having your Dad teach you isn't exactly ideal." Ben pointed out.

Dana shrugged. "Good point. I have English Literature with Mr Clavern."

"He isn't too bad." Ben tilted his head thoughtfully as they trotted up the marble steps that lead into the school building. "He's sometimes strict but not nearly as bad as Miss Cloud..."

"Shush!" Dana hissed. "You know that she practically has ears everywhere!"

As they rounded a corner and headed for their lockers, Ben made a face. "Just look at all these posters for the Family Legacy Day! Stars, you'd think it actually made up our grades.."

"You are going, right?" Dana raised a perfect eyebrow. "There's going to be an after-party for us..."

"That makes it sound slightly more bearable." Ben smiled. "I have to go, anyway. You know what Mum's like."

Dana flashed him sympathetic eyes. "Yeah, I've heard about it.."

They slowed as Ben's sister, Blossom, came into sight, pushing things into her locker. "You going to this dance whatsit?" Ben asked.

Blossom whirled around to face them. "It's not like I have a choice, is it? Oh, wait, will Mum even care? Too busy looking after poor, little, defenseless Briar..." And with that said, Blossom whipped around and stormed away.

Ben gulped and glanced warily at Dana. "Her jealousy can overwhelm her sometimes. Makes her say things that she doesn't really mean. It's not Briar or Blossom, nor Mum's, fault-" He breathed.

"I understand." Dana said softly as she pulled open her locker. "The best thing is to giver her space and a bit of time. She'll calm down eventually, even if it takes a while."

"Thank you." Ben grinned. "I'll keep that in mind. Right, shall we head to the Common Room?"

"I'm really sorry about the way I acted last night." Ivy apologized. "I'm just not thinking these days. Ever since The Accident-"

"Please stop talking about it." Finn slammed the door of his locker shut and winced. "You know I hate it."

Ivy shrugged and smiled weakly. "It's good to know that someone cares."

"What? Of course we care!" Finn leaned against his locker. "You nearly gave me and the boys heart-attacks!"

"Sorry." Ivy blinked. "Shall we go to the Common Room or not?"

The Common Room was large and decorated accordingly. Couches and tables were arranged as well as secret places that you could hide in. During winter, the Common Room would grow packed and hot chocolate would be passed around. But now, because it was late summer, some students waited outside and the Common Room wasn't as full.

Ivy and Finn drifted into the Common Room, immediately searching for someone that they knew. At the same time, Finn and Ivy both spotted Dana. They hurried over and slipped into a couple of seats at the wooden table.

Letting her gaze scan the crowd, Ivy soon spotted a lone boy. That alone wasn't what made her shiver. It was the predatory gleam in his eyes, the way he seemed to be analyzing each person in the room. Ivy didn't flinch when his gaze ended up on her. She just started back until the boy looked away.

"Who's that boy?" Ivy nodded to the boy with messy black hair.

Finn narrowed his eyes and leaned over. "Brent Ferguson. Class A jerk. First Class bully."

A second later, Lionel appeared, trailer by Jace Carter and Heather. He took a seat and calmly helped Jace into one. "Just to warn you, Brent is looking this way."

"Got it." Jace scowled and crossed his arms.

In all honesty, Ivy didn't know what to think about Jace. He was peculiar, with his silver hair and eyes of the palest blue. And, not to mention, the fact that he was blind, but somehow managed to still see you. It made her shiver whenever he turned his sightless gaze on her.

"May I ask, what's up with this Brent dude?" Dana questioned, receiving a withering look from Lionel.

"We think that his life's mission," Lionel explained, "Is to torment my brother and I."

Dana frowned. "Well, if it makes it any better, I hope that someone kicks his ass."

"I'd happily do the honor." Ivy smirked. She could. She should. She did want to and she will. She had no idea why, but she didn't like this boy already. She hated Brent Ferguson.

Thanks so much for reading! I really hoped you enjoyed it. I'm not going to bother with Character's included in this chapter, because I am pretty sure that you can guess at who they all are already (Ps. Brent is Breezepelt.)

Please R&R. I always love reviews, as they really inspire me to write.

I just, also, want to say that this is still, practically, the introduction, if you'd call it that. I'm just trying to develop the characters and drop hints of important things that come up later in the story.

And if you want to see more of a particular character, I would happily write about them. I could do a chapter for the Carter's or even the Ferguson's. Just leave a review (same goes for any pairings).

Thanks so much and kisses,

Nat xxx