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Illiana was in a daze, starring blankly into the classroom. Her mind was occupied, however not stimulated, thus allowing her to sort of trance out in the tree. Because of this, she barely noticed Philippa coming up behind her. When she spoke, Illiana snapped back to reality, startled. She did not like being snuck up on, it made her feel as though she were less cognitively acute as she held herself to be. But then again, she always held herself a bit too highly. Her eyes lowered, looking down at Philippa. She hadn't even registered what she had said, merely known that she had said something. But oh well, it didn't seem like it was all that important anyways, otherwise Philippa would have repeated herself after the lack of response. She knew Philippa, for they were both third years and had taken some classes together. Despite this, Illiana could only think of about five words she had ever spoken to her. Philippa was the kind of person to just talk to people though, she had no problem being gregarious, so the fact that she had just come up to and spoken to her did not come as a surprise. Philippa was a kenetic as she was, and Illiana watched her bring (well not so much bring as float) Mrs. Saeth a coffee.

Just then, Philippa asked if she wanted to go to breakfast with her. This, did come as a surprise. Illiana sat for a moment, not quite sure what to do. Philippa wasn't exactly the kind of person she would normally hang out with, that is, if she hung out with people. She was happy, a lot, and sort of looked like phycic powers barbie, not exactly Illiana's cup of tea. The only thing Illiana could think of was the inevitable silence they would have at the table, having absolutely nothing to talk about. A knot began to form in Illiana's throat. However, the last thing she wanted was to be rude, after all, she would undoubtedly have her in future classes. With more reservations than she was quite comfortable with, Illiana uttered a mumbled, "Sure, what do you want to eat?".

Illiana felt awkward, and she wasn't sure if it was Philippa or just social interaction in general, but she felt awkward. She tried not to make eye contact with her, scanning the nearby surroundings for focuses that could keep her distracted. She found another window. Thank God for courtyard classrooms she thought, noticing a boy sitting alone in the back of a classroom. The window was far, but the face was unmistakable. She had been partnered with Ray for several exercises, seeing as each pair needed both a kenetic and a path and they seemed to match skill levels, despite him being a year below. She starred for a bit, trying to make out what was happening in the room before remembering Philippa and quickly snapped back. This time, she dared to make eye contact.