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Isabella quickly looked up after sensing her friend take her rightful place at the oak tree beside her. She opened her mouth when addressed, but seeing the handsome new stranger that accompanied Lyra, no words came forth. For a moment suspended in time, she almost gawked at his good looks, but her timid nature immediately cast her gaze back to the ground. She jumped a little at the sound of the crow landing in a branch near her and cawing, shifting her attention toward the creature. She observed it for a second, and within that fragment, her apprehension expelled itself.

"Hi Michael," responded Isabella, finally able to look him in the eye and grant him a smile. "It's good to meet you. Is this your first day?"

Her eyes caught the swiftly moving form of beautiful Selene, who suddenly stopped in her tracks and snapped her attention toward the crow. Her eyes then darted to Michael, and though her expression was completely stoic, she acknowledged him for a moment. Then she was off again, her stride purposeful as she reached Dean, almost as if she were trying to evade someone from seeing her.

"Come with me, Salvatore," she said, her cold voice audible enough just so that he could hear. "Don't bother with questions yet."

She turned and watched him with her steely stare.

"The girl is marked."

Then she continued forward, not waiting for the boy to follow as she made her way toward the student parking lot. There, she would wait for him at his car. Isabella witnessed the entire split-second episode, finding it completely odd how the girl moved with the stealth and gravity of an assassin. She shifted her focus back to Michael, her brows furrowing as she tried to decide something. A huff escaped through her nostrils as her choice became evident on her features.

"Are you guys good friends or something?"