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Vanessa Tate

"You think you can beat me? Try me."

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a character in “Olympus Academy for Demigods”, as played by Imagine That!

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Vanessa Tate

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"Winning isn't everything, but the will to win is."

The Basics

Full Name: Vanessa-Rose Alma Tate
Age: Eighteen
Birthdate: Fifteenth of January
Gender: Female
Godly Parent: Nike

Personality

Favorites
Color: White
Food: Chocolate chip cookies
Drink: Chocolate-Banana milkshake
Music: Elvis is her secret love.

Ness is the-girl-next-door type. That girl that you wave to in the morning, or smile to walking down the corridors. She's always smiling, always happy, and always there for someone who needs her, or wants to talk. She's a sweet, innocent, and caring girl who goes out of her way to make other people happy before herself, and does it with a large smile upon her face. The only time that she really comes out of her shell is when she's competing or running. Ness loves running, and she does it as much as possible, through the forest surrounding the camp. When she's running, she feels free, and doesn't have a care in the world. Vanessa does have a wild streak, although, it's very rare that it rears it's head. When she's had a good day, or won something, or is in a bad mood, she has a confidence boost. When she's on a confidence boost, she acts completely out of character, flirting more, and just generally being more outrageous. Her friends just to get her to be like this more often, but it hasn't worked as of yet. Around certain people, she's more open and doesn't act as sweet and naive as she does around strangers; she lets her wild side come through. If one her of her friends is upset or being threatened, she will be there to back them up - she's just more convincing on her one of her confidence boosts.

Similarites to Their Godly Parent: Just like her mother Nike, Ness loves to win; when she doesn't win, she gets a little annoyed and stroppy, as she feels as if she is letting her mother down. She loves running, and she's skilled in the fighting ring. She doesn't like hand to hand combat, and is much better with weapons, such as swords, and daggers - her favourite however, is the bow and arrow.

History

First Memory: Ness' first memory isn't very clear, but she was down the beach with her father. One moment she was making a sandcastle, and then seconds later, she was wrapped up in her father's arms and he was running at full speed towards the ocean.
Relationship with Mortal Parent: Ness loves her father more than anyone else in the world. She is the light of her father's eye, and they've always been close. There's no other children in their family, her father never fell in love again, and they've been a duo for as long as she can remember. They're each others best friends.

Ness grew up an only child; just her and her father living in the small apartment. She doesn't have any brothers or sisters, and is highly grateful for that. Her father didn't have a very good job, so growing up was quite hard. Her home was small, most meals were quite small, and she didn't get the things that her friends did, like a new mobile phone for Christmas, or a games console to play on. However, she was a happy child, and thanked her father for everything that he gave her, and never whined about wanting everything else. Growing up like that has helped her to appreciate the smallest things in life, and this is how she sees life now. From a young age, she loved archery. She would make her own targets, and use a plastic bow and arrow to shoot. After years of saving, her father was able to buy her her own bow and arrow, a real one, and she used it not only for fun, but to also catch the occasional meal for the family table.

Vanessa found out that she was demi-goddess when she was extremely young, about nine. Her father had always been truthful with her, ever since she was young, and he didn't hide her heritage from her. So, he had told her when he though that she was old enough to understand. She had taken it surprisingly well, finding out that her mother was a goddess. After finding out, she did a lot of research on her mother, and everything else to do with Greek Mythology and it's fascinated her. Through her searching, she found Olympus Academy, and she pleaded with her father to let her go. He finally accepted after months of her asking, and so, here she is.

Other: Ness goes for a run every morning before she goes to class; she has a set way through the woods which she travels every day. She has her own bow and arrow that her father bought for her, after years of saving, and she uses the same one to this very day. Around her neck hangs a necklace that had belonged to her grandmother, and it's rare that she takes it off.

So begins...

Vanessa Tate's Story

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Character Portrait: Chloe Skylar Huntington Character Portrait: Juliette "Jules" Halliwell Character Portrait: Nova Tricon Character Portrait: Lukas Tricon Character Portrait: Chance Rundell Character Portrait: Lance Anderson Character Portrait: Vanessa Tate Character Portrait: Nathan Hensleigh Character Portrait: Fen Adrien Wiley
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Chloe Huntington

Chloe's head popped out of her bedroom door, peering sneakily around. She was on the look out for any of her brothers, well, half brothers really, or that silly boy Chance. Most mornings, it was a race between the children of Poseidon to reach the banks of the lake, to try and nab the best spot that there was for swimming, and keeping towels dry. Sometimes even Nathan Hensleigh, the good old History teacher sometimes came to the lake in the mornings, for a wake-up dip. She was the only daughter of Poseidon at Olympus Academy, which meant she had a reputation to uphold. Her dorm room was one of those closest to the lake, so she had a little of a head start when it came to getting there first. She spotted no movement with her eyes, and decided that the coast was clear. She felt like she was part of MI5, as she crept her way cautiously towards the lake, keeping her eyes open for any signs of a water demi-god.

With her towel slung over her shoulder, and the lake in sight, Chloe was soon whistling a happy tune as she walked. It seemed as if she was the first one to arrive, with no other towels around or any movement in the water. She could be totally wrong; they didn't all rush to the lake every morning, maybe the boys were having a lie-in? Who knew. She plopped her towel down by the big oak tree that stood next to the water, the only large mass of shade around, and slipped out of her outfit, revealing her bikini underneath.

Then, she disappeared under the waves, diving in perfect form into the deepest end of the lake. She stayed under the water for a good few minutes, her eyes open, looking around at the scenery she had grown so accustomed to over the years that she had been at Olympus Academy. She let out a few soft breaths, the bubbles appearing in front of her making her giggle. They always did - sometimes, in moments like this, she couldn't believe that she actually was breathing underwater, or her father was the brother of the all powerful Zeus - but it was all true. After a few tranquil moments of being under the water, she began to kick her feet, propelling her body upwards. Within seconds, her head broke the surface, her eyes closed, blocking them from the already scorching sunshine.





Lukas Tricon

Lukas groaned and buried his head deeper under his duvet, as the insistent beeping of his alarm clock rung through his ears, begging him to wake up and get a start to the day. But today, he wasn't feeling like waking up, getting out of bed, and being the happy boy that he had been a few weeks ago. Because he wasn't that boy any more. Nope, he was shriveling, weeping mess. That sounds really unmasculine and soppy, but it was true. Lukas had barely left his dorm room in weeks, only for food, occasional lessons, or when his twin Nova had literally dragged him out into the sunshine. He couldn't help it though - everything reminded him of her. His Clover.

She had been at this school, the Olympus Academy for Demi-Gods for a little while, but had dumped him and left the campus on their one year anniversary. She hadn't given him a reason; she had just stopped talking to him, packed up all of her things, and left. She had even dropped off the little silver charm bracelet onto his doorstep on her way out. He had never felt about anyone the way he did about Clover, and she had literally crushed him, and took every bit of happiness and life out of him with her, wherever she had gone to. Going outside reminded him of her, the sunrise reminding him of her gorgeous red hair, the chirping of birds reminding him of her melodious voice when she sang, the laughing of other girls around the campus reminding him how much he had loved hearing her laugh. He hated himself for feeling this way, for not hating her for leaving him like this, for feeling so sorry for himself that he couldn't do anything any more - but he just couldn't help it. She had been his rock, his life, his everything, and she had broken him.

Without her around, Lukas had closed up - not just himself into his room, but he had closed off her personality, his happiness, and his friends. Many had tried to coax him out of his room, but he hadn't wanted to leave - when he was in this sort of mood, Lukas was an extremely stubborn boy, and it would take a miracle to get him to move now. His hand reached out from underneath the warmth of his quilt, smacking the button on top of his alarm, snooze.

Today wasn't the day to be getting up and out into the world again.
Today was another wallowing-in-self-pity day.





Vanessa Tate

R.I.P. to the girl you use to see.
Her days are over, baby she's over...


Rita Ora's song played through the headphones, leading the song into the ears of the Latina woman. Her feet pounded against the forest floor as she ran, each foot smacking against the dirt in time with the beat. Her breath was steady as she made her way through her ready-made path, weaving in and out of the trees, dodging roots and ducking underneath branches. Every morning, Vanessa woke up at six AM, put on her jogging clothes, plugged her iPod into her ears, and left as quietly as she could, heading out into the woods for a two hour run. When she was running, Ness felt a sense of freedom flow through her, as if she could never be caught, never be confined, and never be ensnared. She was at her very best and happiest when she was running, and she always had a smile upon her face.

Ness had been a runner for as long as she could remember, and coming to Olympus Academy hadn't changed anything. Her running time had grown, from only being half an hour when she first arrived here, to the two hours that she would do every morning now. Sometimes she takes her bow and arrow with her, and do a little bit of archery practice, but she found that it was slightly irritating to run with, even with it slung over her back. So this morning, like most, it was just her, her music and the nature surrounding her.

Ness' mood instantly dropped slightly as she came out of the glades, as it usually did, her sense of freedom and care-freeness disappearing as she left behind the comfort of the trees. She slowed down, stopping her run, so that she was walking, and pulled her earphones out. She paused for a moment, resting her palms on her knees, taking in a few deep breaths. She could see the dorms now, and knowing that a shower was just minutes away, her mood brightened back up again. Reaching up to her hair, the Latina pulled out her ponytail, letting her long brunette waves tumble down her back. A small wave was sent in the direction of Jules, daughter of Apollo, who was walking past her, before she entered into her room.

After just under an hour, she was out of the shower, ready made up, and exiting her room dressed in this, heading towards her history classroom.

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Ava Sawyer groaned loudly as the alarm on her pone began to ring loudly “oh piss off” she grumbled grumpily hitting the snooze button before resting her head back onto the pillow, as her eyes once more closed although her peace didn’t last long when her alarm went off once more five minutes later. Sighing loudly she sat up rubbing her face before turning her alarm off, sitting there for a moment Ava let her eyes adjust to the bright sunlight streaming through her curtains, it was difficult to get up when your bed felt so welcoming and warm. Yet class was beckoning her and she certainly wasn’t going to miss her favourite class, Mr Hensleigh’s History, kicking her covers down she flung her legs over the side of her bed, feeding her feet into her warm fluffy slippers, before hurrying into the bathroom to shower, wash and brush her teeth.

Ava remerged from the bathroom twenty minutes later and proceeded to make her bed and pick out today’s outfit, laying it on the bed and then sat down at her dressing table where she dried and straightened her hair before applying her makeup. Ava was about to rise from the stool when she caught sight of a picture, situated among many that sat around her mirror, one of her a Clover, a sudden wave of sadness overwhelmed her with Clover’s sudden departure from the Academy, leaving behind her friends and boyfriend and had failed to contact them since, it was like she wanted nothing to do with them and that was extremely upsetting for many people. As her sadness was replaced with anger she scrunched up the photo and threw it across her room into the small trash can before standing up and dressed for the day ahead.

It wasn’t long after that Ava left her room, locking it behind her and walked down the long white washed corridors towards the canteen in hopes of picking up a quick breakfast, upon entering the large hall she saw it bustling with students, making her way to the deli she picked up an apple and bottle of water for herself having never really been a big eater yet also picked up a bacon sandwich and an orange juice and placed it into a paper bag before leaving the cafeteria, walking back down the corridor towards the male dorms and she soon found herself outside Lukas room.

Knocking lightly she released a small sigh “Lukas, I know you don’t want to talk to anyone, but I brought you some breakfast... I’ll just leave it outside ya door” she spoke softly, placing the bag down before turning to walk away towards her history class, up a head of her she caught sight of the familiar Latina “Hey Ness” she called out to her friend.

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Mr. Sexy History-teacher.. aha, I kid. No, actually I'm serious. xD Anyways, here's introducing Nathan Hensleigh, ladies and gentlemen.


Nate opened his right eye to look at the clock, groaning to realize he'd awoken at 4 am. He had a truly messed up sleeping schedule, which consisted of him not really sleeping. Three hours it had been this time, and it hadn't been much more the last couple of days either. Problem was, he couldn't go back to sleep. He was wide awake and so, he merely opened his left eye too, a resigned sigh emanating from his lips. Suppose it was just as well, though as it meant he could go for a swim and still be in his assigned classroom an hour before the students would start to arrive. Students... he still thought it a little weird that he had an entire group of students as he was the only history teacher. His eyes widened a little as he realized what day it was; Thursday... Thursday meant Ness, and Ness meant awkwardness. And secrets. So many secrets. Having your ex as a student? Well, Nathan could've lived his life without that, being pretty content.

He adored the girl, sure, and he'd missed her, even though he hadn't really been in love with her, after they'd broken up, but they couldn't let anyone find out. The shock of seeing her at the Academy in the first place had been overwhelming. He'd assumed her to be just another human, definitely not a daughter of Nike. He hadn't seen her in years - about three years to be exact and this had been the last place he'd expected her to be. The handsome teacher ran a hand through his messy hair and a made a face. Well, smile and wave, Nate. There's a long day ahead of you.... he thought. Actually Nathan had about four classes on Thursdays, so it wasn't too bad. Except for starting out with Ness'. It's not that he held any ill feelings towards her at all, because honestly, Ness was probably the sweetest girl he'd ever met, but the fact her father had been the one to stop the relationship? Well, Nate had a certain pride to maintain. He wondered how her dad would react to the fact that Nate was now her teacher. The thought made him smile a little.

Meanwhile, Nate's thought running amok as always in the morning, he got up, grabbed his bathing shorts off the back of a chair in his room, put them on and made his way to the lake. No one else would be up this early, so he got to enjoy the silence and solitude. Sometimes that was very appreciated in the midst of all the crazy in this place. It was warm out, so he had to no need of putting anything atop his swimming attire, making it easy for him to start running not far from the lake and then take a jump, landing far out in the still water with an audible splash. He sighed as the calming quality of the water soothed his mind. No more worrying over Ness. Things would work out, and if not... well, she'd probably be leaving soon, being 19 and all. That's when he'd left.

.....

Having bathed in the lake for about two hours, Nathan Hensleigh, history teacher at the Olympus Academy, slowly walked back to his humble abode to grab a shower and dress in this (without the jacket). After said deeds, the 24 year old gathered his papers in his briefcase and casually strode along the path to his classroom. Upon reaching the door, being 1½ hours early, he unlocked it and stepped inside before pushing it shut once more. He smiled, looking around the room he was growing to love. In truth, he'd hated history back when he'd studied at the academy, but he'd later realized, upon taking it in college, the importance of the subject, and how interesting it could really be once you had the right teacher. He remembered his old history teacher, Miss Hannigan as a rigid old hag, so it was really no wonder he hadn't liked the subject. She'd been a daughter of Athena, if he remembered correctly. Now, that was not to say that he had anything against those descending from the Goddess of wisdom, but he much preferred Aphrodite's girls... Cough, okay, so he wasn't supposed to be thinking stuff like that. He taught several of them, for Christ's sake. Fact never kept his mind from wandering though.

Nathan sighed and plopped himself down into the big, soft chair behind his wooden teacher's desk, just before the blackboard. They should really get some smart-boards soon, like he'd seen at college - keep up with the modern world. The darkhaired beauty of a man let his gaze wander about the room; the chairs, the tables, the big windows, the maps here and there - oh, and the drawing he and some of his old demigod buddies had made, in the corner. He couldn't believe it was still there after 5 years. It showcased Napoleon and Hitler arguing about who did the best job of attempting world-dominance. Really, Miss Hannigan should've been proud they'd even taken notice of the names in the first place, but no, she'd had them punished. He smiled to himself, leaning back in his chair. He'd rather kill himself than become a teacher like that.

Then Nathan took out papers from his briefcase and read them over. On his first day, he had given the kids an assignment. They were to write a two-page essay about what they thought most important in history - whatever period interested them most, really. It was only an intro, and he hadn't given them more than a week to do it. Really he'd done it to see where interest was centered, and perhaps how much they'd learned of writing proper essays in history. They probably hated him already for the short time-span, but he had to start things a little rough. So yes, he'd been pretty tough when grading the papers too, though he'd made an art of commenting on everything, so that they knew exactly what to change for next time.

Now he'd been at the school for almost three weeks, and he'd finished grading papers last night, so he was ready to hand them back. He was hoping they improved, because he saw promise in their papers, even though it appeared that the majority had no clue how to properly write a history essay, at least when dealing with Nathan. He expected a lot from his students, mainly because he wanted them to excel.

The teacher waited, reading to make sure he'd gotten everything and had given fair grades for everyone. When the door opened to reveal the first student of the day, he had to fight himself not to give into the awkwardness related to the girl. He cleared his throat, put his papers down on the desk and smiled at her. "Morning, Vanessa," he said, a little stiff, sensing someone else close behind her.

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Character Portrait: Juliette "Jules" Halliwell Character Portrait: Vanessa Tate Character Portrait: Nathan Hensleigh
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Juliette Halliwell

Singing along to her song, Jules decided it was finally time to head to History. The thought was enough to make her smile. Since the first day she'd walked into the class, History had become her favorite subject. Maybe it was the interesting subjects they studied, or...maybe it was the gorgeous history teacher with the piercing blue eyes. Who knew?

Jules didnt notice Vanessa walk past her, as she was too caught up dancing around to her music. If she had, she probably would've pounce on her back and held on for dear life as the girl tried to pry her off. Ahh how she had fun with Vanessa. If she were a daughter of Apollo, they would be like two peas in a pod.

Taking a water bottle out of her bag, Jules drank a bit before throwing it back in, heading in the direction of the classroom. Drumming her fingers against her jean clad leg to the rhythm of the song that was playing, she smiled to herself. Pulling out her phone, she used it as a mirror to look at the little heart under her right eye. A smile came to her lips. Her shirt hung loose off one shoulder, she was wearing what was probably her favorite pair of jeans, her shoes were actually clean for once, having been a new pair, and one of her favorite songs was playing. Pair that with the fact that she was on her way to see the most attractive teacher at Olympus and hey...why shouldn't she be smiling?

Seeing the building come up in front of her, Jules hurried her pace a bit, entering and walking through a few halls before coming upon the right classroom. She was almost surprised to see that none of the Aphrodite girls were there yet, as a lot of them usually tried to get here early to "impress" Hensleigh. Though, the people she did see were better than any love-struck Aphrodite demigods.

"Morning V!" Jules said, plopping her bag down and taking a seat on top of her desk, letting her legs dangle of the edge. "So how are you today beautiful?" She looked up near the blackboard at Hensleigh and looked around. It had seemed awfully quiet in here when she'd entered. Brushing it off, she turned to her friend, waiting for an answer.

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Character Portrait: Chloe Skylar Huntington Character Portrait: Ava Sawyer Character Portrait: Nova Tricon Character Portrait: Lukas Tricon Character Portrait: Lance Anderson Character Portrait: Vanessa Tate Character Portrait: Nathan Hensleigh Character Portrait: Fen Adrien Wiley
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Chloe Huntington

Everything about the water relaxed her - the feel of it against her skin, enveloping every curve of her body, the sound of it in her ears, reminding her of the sea that her father once saved her from, and the smell of it, that smell that you can only get from natural bodies of water. It was peaceful, tranquil, and with no-one else around to interrupt it and take it away from her, Chloe felt at peace. She moved in the water, shifting her body so that it was almost resting on top of the lake, her hands at her sides, moving her around as she pleased. Her eyes were closed as she floated there, and soon, a soft lullaby that her grandmother had sung to her as a child was coming from her lips. Only when she felt truly happy would she delve down deep enough to pull the lullaby from her memory, and have the courage to sing it out loud. That was physical proof at how tranquil she actually felt. She pushed aside all thoughts of classes and assignment as she floated, drifting through the water, moving through her lake, feeling free.

However, the peacefulness of her morning didn't last long, and soon, she began to feel another presence entering the lake. The sound of feet on the grass, the masculine breathing, and then the movement of the water as the person moved in, deeper and deeper, towards her. Her large blue eyes opened slowly, and she turned her head to the right, her half brother's voice hitting her ears as she did so. She was closer to Fen than she was with Lance and Nate; she didn't know why. Maybe it was because she felt she had to protect innocent little Fen, and cared about him more than she did about her womanizing teacher, or mysteriously confusing half-brother. She could feel some sort of tension radiating off of him, through that strange emotionally link that most of the students had with each other, and with at least one teacher. However, as soon as his feet touched the water, and he moved in deeper, the tension began to eradicate, and he joined her on the same, tranquil plain that she had been once since entering the water herself.

"Fen honey, it's never too early to be in the water. You should know this by now." Chloe smiled at him, her hand flicking a few droplets of water in her half-brother's direction. Her eyes slowly slid closed again as she continued to float, now not bothered by the new presence in the lake. If it had been anyone else, she probably would have swum to the edge and left. However, not Fen. Fen was one of her best friends, and her closest sibling out of the three that she had.




Luke Tricon

Lukas had nearly dozed back off into his dream world of no pain, when he heard that irritatingly happy voice of Nova hit his ears. He squeezed his eyes tighter as the boy began to speak at an alarmingly fast pace, talking to him about brownies. Then, he smelt the sickly sweetness of the chocolate as his brother waved it in front of his nose, and he buried his head into the mattress, trying to get away from it before it made him sick. He tried so hard to drift back off into oblivion, to go back to his dream world where he was happy with the girl of his dreams. In his dreams, Clover was still with him, still wearing his charm bracelet, and smiling every time he looked at her. He hated coming out of his sleep and realizing that it really all was just a dream, which is why he was willing himself, almost pleading with himself, to go back there.

"Ugh...Nova, no." Luke groaned to the boy that was chirpily bustling around his room, and he tried to pull the duvet back up over his face. However, his attempt was futile, as his younger brother was sitting on it, so he quickly gave up and went back to pressing his face into his pillow. Why couldn't Nova leave him alone? He wasn't interested in getting out of bed today, unless Clover was standing right outside his door. Then he'd be out in seconds. He knew that he couldn't stay in this bed, in this room, in this state for the rest of his life, but for the next few days and weeks, it seemed like the best option to the son of Hephaestus. His fingers were itching to make something, to fix something, to work on anything, but he couldn't even will himself to climb out of bed. His pathological needs would have to wait for a while, as he wallowed in self misery.

Then, he heard the beautiful voice of Ava Sawyer outside of his room, and his head briefly popped out from under the duvet, although not far enough to give him brother any false hope of him actually getting out. Awh, she had brought him some breakfast. How nice. Ava was the only other person on this planet who would be understand half of what he was feeling right now. She was Clover's best friend, and that meant that she was feeling the same emptiness and hollowness that he was. His head crept back under the safety of his duvet as Nova began to call out, too loudly for his tired ears. "I don't want any brownies... they're too sweet... not hungry anyway." His voice was dry and his throat was scratchy as he spoke, It had been ages since he had eaten a proper meal, or drank something substantial. He was becoming ill, but he didn't care.




Ness Tate

Vanessa hadn't really heard Ava's voice as she made her way to the history classroom that she had been avoiding. She hadn't been to a lesson since Nate had arrived and taken over; who could blame her? She was angry at him, infatuated by him, and cursed by him. Angry, because she had searched for him the moment she had turned eighteen. She had tried to call him, or get in contact with him somehow. She had promised him that she would as soon as she became an adult. However, she couldn't reach him. It was as if he had fallen off of the face of the Earth; and it practically shattered her heart. It was only then that she realized how he must have seen her. A sixteen year old, innocent little girl ready for the taking. Had he really just used her like that? She hadn't given himself over to her, which was a good thing in her eyes, but she had opened up her heart for him. And what had he done? He had crushed it, like a bug.

She made her way confidently towards the history classroom that she had been so happy to avoid, now with her head held high. Every girl in the school was cooing over this man, her man, and she had left her room early to make sure that she could have a few minutes alone with him, just to talk. However, as soon as that door opened and she saw him standing there, she felt her knees buckle. Three years, it had been since she had been this close to him. Three years since she had promised him that they would be together again someday. It took her all of her strength to not push him up against the wall right now and take them back to when she was sixteen, that day in the woods, the day he had first kissed her, and she had felt his passion. She couldn't believe that she was actually thinking like this; this wasn't her. But she couldn't help it. He brought out that wild side in her more than anyone she had met before. She wasn't that silly, innocent little girl that he had known back then - she had grown up, at least a little bit, and acted more like a woman now, than a child. Ness couldn't help but feel him stiffen slightly as he saw that she was there, but she kept her head high, and even forced herself to smile slightly at him. "Good morning Nate. Or is it Mr Hensleigh, now?"

Ness walked into the classroom and dropped her back down onto one of the desks, nearest the door. "Since when have you called me Vanessa, anyway?" She smiled, her confidence growing more and more, along with her smile. However, before she could do any more, or actually speak to him, she was interrupted by one of her best friends in the entire world, Jules. One of the two people she trusted more than anything. And one of the people that she almost despised for liking Nate. Of course, she didn't hate her - Jules was like her sister - however, she couldn't help but feel slightly irritated by the way that she had her eyes on him. "Hey Jules." She grinned brightly, pulling herself up on to the same desk, so that she was sitting next to her friend. "I'm good thanks honey, how are you?" Then, almost instantly after, the other best friend arrived - darling Ava. Again, they were like sisters, and again, this girl had a crush on the man that she had ... loved. "Ava! Morning, sweetie."

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Mr. Nathan Hensleigh, delicious history teacher


"Good morning Nate. Or is it Mr Hensleigh, now?" Were Ness' first words and they had the young teacher making a face, before he cleared his throat. He couldn't quite decide on her tone, if he had to be honest. There was something different about her, though; an air of confidence. She's grown into quite woman, hadn't she? She had been little more than a child back when he'd known her, but she'd been mature enough, and he'd loved spending time with her. She'd been incredibly easy to charm; blushing with every kind word. He'd thought it adorable, but it seemed she had evolved somewhat past that, which he thought at little sad. He liked the old Ness, however, he was certain he'd like the woman in front of him too. She couldn't possibly have changed too much. He cast her a wry smile, "probably Mr Hensleigh," he merely said, glancing at the open door behind her.

When she decided on the table nearest the door, it made Nate's heart sink. She had been skipping his classes, but he hadn't been entirely able to figure out why, and now she was choosing to sit nearest the door. To do what? Run from him again? They needed to talk, badly. He could sense some resentment from her, like she was angry with him over something. What on earth could she be angry about? She was the one who'd been avoiding him, not the other way around. The teacher frowned slightly as he watched her, trying to decipher the Latina woman. She was smiling, but he knew her and it didn't mean she was actually happy - well, he knew her three years ago, and how much could she really have changed? You've changed, a part of his mind peeped, making him sigh softly. Yeah, he hadn't been a very nice guy. He'd used women... in truth he's cheated on Ness several times during the 6 months they were together, but he wasn't that man anymore. He had grown to respect women as well as girls. He would never cheat on a girl now. Actually, he would never consequently date done, because it meant monogamy, and Nate wasn't very good at that. He had no control over his lower parts. It was more it that controlled his actions, not the other way around.

He was drawn from pondering when Ness spoke up once more, however. This made him chuckle slightly, glancing at the door. "I'm not sure how to..." he began. His words came to an end the second Juliette stepped inside, though. Way to time things. He cleared his throat, collecting himself. The gorgeous teacher stood and smiled at the girl as she greeted Ness like they were best friends. Uh oh. Not good. He almost ran out of the classroom right there. He was well aware that many of the girls were crushing him... they made it quite... obvious. Some more than others. Juliette was among the obvious ones, and if Ness still had feelings for him? She had been deeply in love with him back when, but he didn't know whether something was still there. He'd only been there three weeks, and already he wanted to get out. What on earth had he gotten himself into?

As the girls conversed, Nate took to gathering his papers in a nice little stack, ready for delivery, so to speak. Ness hadn't handed one in, which presented another problem; she had to. He couldn't treat her differently merely because they'd dated. One, it would seem suspicious, and two, it would be morally incorrect. And who are you to speak of morals? a part of him asked. He sighed inwardly. He knew himself, which meant he also knew that he'd changed. He was a better man. He was still incredibly weak when it came to women, a problem he was still fighting, but he treated them properly at all times. In fact, that had only drawn more of them.

As Ava stepped inside, Nathan's gaze took a little tour of the girl, noting that this was another woman Ness talked to like she was her best friend. She was also one of the more... active flirters in this class. He sent her a smile much like the one he'd presented Juliette with; gorgeous and charming, yet slightly professional. Okay, so he had to work on getting some of the charming-factor out of his smile, because it overshadowed everything else, and gave this girls the feeling that he was interested. Not that he wasn't... he just wasn't allowed to be, so he tried to keep a little bit of a distance for starters; like not calling them by their nicknames, but rather their actual names, or surnames. He wasn't picky on that one.

As several other student made their way inside, Nathan relaxed, though not visibly. In appearances, he had seemed like he had the entire situation under control at all times, so he was quite at ease already. His thoughts were quite problematic, however. He glanced at the clock, noticing that class had now officially begun, so he cleared his throat to gain silence, watching the group of student with a warning look, telling them to be quiet, along with a wry, breathtaking smile. He couldn't really help his looks. In all honesty he would've loved to be less attractive. It would present less complications considering his job.

Once everything quieted down, the man spoke, graded essays still in his hands. "That's better," he said, noting the silence a tad teasingly, "I'm going to be handing out your essays, where-after everyone will have the opportunity to ask questions. I don't expect there to be all that many, as I have pretty much overwritten the entire thing with comments." He added, voice a bit more serious, though kidding at the end, as he started walking down the classroom, putting essays in front of the right students here and there. After a couple of students' looks or horror, he chuckled - still handing out papers. "Don't look so horrified. It may all be red, but it's not all bad," he said, again with a teasing note. As he passed Ness, he leaned down to quietly murmur, making sure only she could hear, "we need to speak after class." It was all he said as he kept on moving. It wouldn't seem weird that he'd spoken to her; after all, she hadn't handed in the paper, which was honestly among the things he needed to speak with her about.

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Ava Sawyer


As Ava entered the classroom she took a seat to the right of Ness as Jules was too her left “Morning ladies” she greeted cheerfully placing her bag in front of her to pull out everything she would need for the class, which consisted of a notepad and pen, leaning forward on her elbows she turned her head to face Ness “So hon, why we sat all the way back here?” she asked Ness curiously, her eyebrow slightly arched as she noted all of the empty desks nearer the front.

Noting the smile Mr Hensleigh sent her way she returned it, nothing overly flirtatious, she was a daughter of Aphrodite, a master of seduction, it sure as hell would take a lot more than a charming smile to reduce her to a giggling idiot, unfortunately the same thing could not be said for many of the other girls who were in the class. She watched them like a sauce of entertainment, the way they would hitch their skirts higher and lower their tops whenever the handsome history teacher was around, the way they would giggle profusely and twirl their hair around their finger…it was sickening to watch yet also highly entertaining. Grabbing her apple, she took a large bite out of it before turning back to her friends “So, you ready for the ball tonight?” she asked getting rather excited, her thoughts quickly turned to Lukas as she wondered if she could get him to go…probably not but she decided that she would do everything within her power to try.

Discarding her apple core in the bin by the door she quickly returned to her seat as Mr Hensleigh began to speak "That's better," he said, noting the silence a tad teasingly, "I'm going to be handing out your essays, where-after everyone will have the opportunity to ask questions. I don't expect there to be all that many, as I have pretty much overwritten the entire thing with comments." Ava waited on edge for her paper to arrive, although some might not believe it but she was actually extremely studious and took her grades extremely seriously, they were the only chance of people seeing her more as a dumb blonde. A large smile graced her lips as she was handed her paper back with a large ‘B-’ written across the top, looking up at Mr Hensleigh she smiled “Thanks sir” she replied quickly, before turning to Ness who didn’t seem to have a paper before her “Did you not do it?” she asked with a small laugh.

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Ness Tate

As the rest of the class came shuffling in, Ness slid off of the table onto her chair. "Ava, who chooses to sit at the front of the class? Wouldn't you much prefer to sit back here and gaze at him from afar?" She laughed along with her joke, although the smile barely reaching her eyes. She didn't like the idea of all the other girls at the Academy having a thing for Nate, but she couldn't stop them, could she? So, she played along, and sat down at a desk on the right of Jules. The blonde sat on the other side of her, as they would have done in any other class they have together, and it didn't change here. her head whipped to the left for a moment, turning to the girl who had asked her about the dance that night. In all honesty, she had forgotten much about it. They had gone out as a group and bought dresses for the event ages ago, it felt like months, but since her ex-boyfriend had turned up as a teacher, nothing else had really gotten into her mind. "Oh, the dance? Shoot, I completely forgot." Her hand slapped her forehead gently, and she frowned.

"No, I'm not ready yet, but I've got the dress, and I can figure out something to do with my mop of hair. Have you asked Luke yet? I know you want to." She smiled gently, that confidence that had been in her system moments before now completely eradicated, leaving just the naive and sweet Ness behind. Soon, the gorgeous history teacher began handing out the essays that had been given in, probably last week, and she paused for a moment. She hadn't handed in a paper; she hadn't known that there had been a paper! She had been avoiding the class, remember? As he advanced towards her, her stomach grew more and more twisted, tying itself into knots. She had never missed an assignment deadline before - she was always one of the first to hand them in, right after the daughters of Athena. Maybe this would be on her record forever... what if it ruined everything.

"We need to talk after class."

The husky voice said into her ear as he bent down to talk to her, his tone soft, yet stern. If anyone had realized that he had spoken to her, those that weren't asleep, or were her friends, they would just have expected that he was keeping her behind after class to ask her why she had been missing class, and why she hadn't given in the assignment. She swiveled around in her seat as Ava's voice hit her ears, and she shook her head.

"No, I didn't do it. For the last few history lessons, I've had a migraine, remember?" She spoke softly, the worry evident in her voice about her current situation.

She just wanted class to end so she could get this over with.

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Ava sent Ness an incredulous look at the fact she had forgotten about the dance “seriously!? How the hell did you miss it? The walls are literally covered in flyers, not to mention the massive banner in the hall” she laughed lightly with a slight shake of her head, wondering slightly at what her friend was so pre-occupied thinking about to forget the dance, they had been talking about for weeks.

"No, I'm not ready yet, but I've got the dress, and I can figure out something to do with my mop of hair. Have you asked Luke yet? I know you want to." Ness asked causing Ava to groan slightly, furrowing her brow “He’s just a good friend Ness” she stated for like the 100th time to her friend “but I am going to get him to go, it’s about time rises from his cave” she spoke with a small laugh, quickly turning to Ness straightening her face “…asking him in a strictly platonic way of course” she added hoping her friend wouldn’t pick up on her babbling “But how about we get ready together? I’ll do your hair for you?” she smiled brightly. Yet her thoughts still drifted back towards Lukas, it was true that she has always had a thing for him...but no, that didn't matter, all she cared about was getting him out of his depression.

"No, I didn't do it. For the last few history lessons, I've had a migraine, remember?" She spoke softly, the worry evident in her voice about her current situation. Ava shook her head slightly, she remembered Ness telling her she wouldn’t be attending because of a ‘migraine’ but she wasn’t quite sure how true that actually was “yeah…that was a long migraine” she mumbled with a small smirk, placing her hand on Ness’s arm she smiled slightly “Don’t worry about it, I’m sure you won’t be in too much trouble.”

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History Teacher; Mr. Nathan Sexy Hensleigh


Nathan took his time walking around the classroom, handing out the Essays. Eira, Ava and Juliette. As he put down Ava's graded paper, she thanked him, which earned her a smile, especially at the sir part. That was probably the first time he'd ever been called sir, and it felt... well, weird, sort of. He didn't spend a lot of time hovering however, so in stead he cast a little "you're welcome, Ava," over his shoulder as he continued. Upon reaching Juliette, putting down her Essay he sent her a smile and quietly said, "rather impressing, Juliette." Then he straightened and was just about to walk back to his desk when she shot him a little remark about the red, making him laugh, his usual masculine chuckle, really. "It does hold some appeal, doesn't it?" he said, wry smile on his lips, amusement in his voice. He realized he might come off as a bit flirtatious to anyone with an ear for that sort of thing, but he was truly trying to stay professional. However, Juliette tended to make it rather difficult.

The handsome man then attempted once more to walk back, but only managed a single step until Juliette was there again, handing him a piece of paper with a list. He couldn't yet determine what it was, however. "By the way..." she said, causing him to raise an eyebrow and take the paper. The teacher gave it a quick once-over, face alight with understanding. "Ah yes, the songs for tonight, I take it?" He said, smiling at her, his piercing eyes focused solely on her. "I'll look it over after class and come find you afterwards." He finished, his eyes finally leaving her to glance around the room before he at last walked to the front of the class, leaning casually against the desk. Nathan put the note Juliette had given him next to him on it, for later inspection. He had agreed to help out with the ball, and so he spent a little time with Juliette and a couple of the other students out of class, setting things up. He would also be chaperoning this evening, something he knew would be quite the challenge. Discarding the thoughts for later, he sent a gorgeous smile the entire class' way, noting some chit chat over by the girls.

"A bit of silence, please," he said firmly, letting no doubt about his seriousness exist. Then, once things had quieted down, he continued... "I realize some of you may be disappointed with your grades. I understand your old history teacher was very... generous with them. However, I have high standards, and my expectations follow those standards." He was rarely this serious, but he needed them all to understand him and why he was to strict with grades. Not because he had a particular desire for them to like him, but because it was important information. If it had been him at the little desks, he would've wanted it. "As you can see, though, I'm very thorough and I give praise where praise is deserved. For everyone." He smiled again, easing up the serene tone. "I do it for you guys - not because I like being mean," he added. Then he chuckled slightly. "Okay, so I do... a little." When the expected chuckles died down, Nathan rubbed his neck, eyes going over every student. "So... any questions?"

Presented with a forest of fingers instantly, Nathan laughed. "And how many of you have complaints about my handwriting?" When almost all the fingers stayed up, he smiled wryly. His handwriting was terrible, in truth, especially when trying to fit a lot of text, in very little space. He'd have to remember to add that they should use proper spacing between lines, or this would be an issue every time. "Alright, c'mon up then. I'll clarify."

Nathan spent about 15 minutes talking about the Essays, answering questions, clearing up issues with his hand-writing and so forth. Afterwards he spent another 15 minutes talking about how a proper essay should be written in history, how to make quoted and footnotes properly - when to put them there, and how many on each page. He also spent time talking about the language with which a proper essay is written and so forth. The way he saw it, he had a lot to pick up on after their previous teacher. Apparently she had been a little more... relaxed, about her job than Nathan. Problem was that it had affected the students, which he would have none of. This was another improvement he was going to work on.

Then he picked up where they'd left off last time; The roman empire. As he only had half an hour left, Nathan spent it conversing with his students; revision was healthy for everyone. He'd long since stood to take notes for them on the blackboard, which he consistently did every time something important was mentioned. He was pleased to notice that everyone remembered many of the more important facts and even some dates and years. During this half hour, Nathan took his time, letting everyone catch up, clarifying if one didn't quite understand and so forth. He wasn't cheap when it came to jokes and a bit of teasing. All in all, Nathan had thought it a rewarding class when it ended.

Glancing at the clock, realizing it was time to stop, Nathan finished the sentence he'd been writing and turned to present his class with a smile. "That would be it for today, everyone. As you all scramble to get out of here, remember to grab a paper from the stack over here," he said, pointing at the papers on the corner of his desk. "It's your new essay-assignment, complete with all you need to know. I hope you took some decent notes this time, because I will be evaluating accordingly." It was on the Roman Empire; he wanted to know how much each individual had grasped about writing Essays. This time it was 4 pages, however, and he'd given them three weeks. Shouldn't be too much to ask of them. Then he merely stood back and watched with a smile as the students stumbled over themselves to grab assignments and hurry outside. The weather was great - he couldn't blame them for disliking being cooped up inside. His gaze, however, soon focused on Ness, waiting for them to finally be alone.

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Chloe Huntington

"Dear Fen, there is no way I could loose myself in the water." Chloe's voice was soft as she spoke to her half-brother, her eyes still closed as she drifted along the top of the water. There was no need to stress at this precise moment in time; there was nothing that could make her stress out or worry when she was in this peaceful state of mind. The water really did calm her, took away all of her troubles, and replaced them with that cool affection that could only come from the ripples. "If I'm late, I'm late." She said, a smile playing at her lips as she spoke. Boone would probably crucify her if she was late, but that never usually stopped her. He was her older brother for all sense and purposes, just without the whole "blood bond" thing. They had known each other for so long, that now she wasn't scared of him any more, as other students at the Academy were. He was a big softie really - you just had to get passed the hard exterior.

As she drifted closer and closer to Fen, she could feel the air around her growing a little tenser. Her eyes opened for a moment to examine his face briefly - he looked sad and different, his beautiful smile being instead replaced by a growing grimace. She knew that he was slightly less confident, compared to his three other siblings, as for one brief moment, he had spoken to her about it. She felt bad after that conversation, as she realized that she did "baby" him a lot, always looking out for him and protecting him, but she couldn't help it - that was the way that she felt. She was just about to turn back onto her front, go over there and hug him and ask him what was wrong, but instead a shrill voice, calling out her name hit her ears.

Instead of jumping up to see who it was, Chloe just lay there and laughed. Soon, the water was moving and bouncing all around her body, and she was almost instantly being wrapped in her best friends arms. Most people when they saw Chance, especially in a hysterical state like this, they would probably just believe that he was drunk, or high, or something. They probably wouldn't even be able to understand his insane babbling. But she could.

"Okay, okay." She spoke gently, hugging her best friend back, stroking his hair softly as he cried into her shoulder. She didn't answer his previous question, but instead just focused on his insane words. "Miss Piggy? You smashed her? Oh Chance... don't you even worry about it, okay? You're not a murderer; she was just a money grabbing pig, you know that. I've seen her steal from people." Yes, she knew that she had to treat Chance like a child sometimes, but they were best friends, and she would do anything to see that smile back on his face again. "You don't need to do anything, Chance. You got her for her crimes. She deserved it."




Luke Tricon

Lukas ignored his brother's playful voice as he shoved a brownie into his mouth, stifling his words. He didn't really care of the brownies were "aw-thomm" in all seriousness, they reminded him too much of Clover - she had baked brownies for him on more than one occasion. Of course, that didn't mean that he wouldn't ever eat brownies again, because they really were one of his favourite snacks, but for now, they reminded him too much of her. Nova didn't know this though - how could he have remembered that tiny little detail? Besides, Nova had too been making brownies since they were children. His head was still shoved into his pillow as there were a few moment of a comfortable silence. Maybe Nova had finally given up on him, and was going to let him go back into his own little dream world where Clo-- Then he started talking again. Maybe not.

He suddenly felt something foreign on his chest, and his head slowly rose from it's position, to examine it. He looked at the device for a moment, before he almost robotically removed his hands from underneath the quilt. His fingers delicately traced the name that had been engraved into it, and it was almost impossible to see that his brother had edited it, changing the 'C' into a 'K.' The back was glass, meaning that he could see the inner workings of it, and his mind began to work almost instantly, working out what he would have to remove, or change, and tinker with to make this thing work again. "T-Thanks, Nova." He spoke gently, feeling his brother's tools, his favourite ones, being placed down on the mattress next to him. Ever so slowly but surely, he moved from his almost fetal position, so that he was now sitting up. That would give his brother some hope.

However, there was soon a knock at the door, and before Lukas could start to work on the trinket, Nova was bounding over there, answering the door to Jayme Winters. She was a nice enough girl - Everlie's sister. Everlie was one of his closest female friends, which meant that he had to like Jayme, even if their personalities clashed. However, they didn't, and they were quite good friends. "Do you really think I'm going to that ball tonight Nova?" He sighed, placing his present back down on the bed, next to the tools. He nodded a greeting to Jayme as she stood there, ignoring his brother's comment about him being a skeleton. Although, that was a good metaphor for how he was feeling. "Oh, she brought me breakfast? Could... could someone thank her for me? I don't... really want her seeing me like this."

That was strange, that he didn't want Ava to see him in this state. Well, they had grown slightly closer since her departure.




Ness Tate

"I've not been feeling well recently." Ness shrugged, a smile playing on her lips as she answered her friend, who looked generally shocked at her abundance of knowledge about the ball. It wasn't a completely insane answer - that her migraines had grown worse. She actually did have a problem with migraines, she would usually get at least one a week. It just so happened that recently, "they" had to fall on Mr Hensleigh's history lessons, didn't it? Shame that. Ness knew that one day, she would have to tell Jules and Ava what had happened in her past, but for now, she was quite happy keeping it a personal secret. She would only tell them when it was absolutely necessary. Anyway, that could be never. It really was her choice.

"In a platonic way? Really?" A laugh came from her lips as she looked at Ava, her eyes filled with denial. They had spoken about Luke Tricon before, and each time they had, Ava's eyes had always brightened up a little, her eyes got slightly wider, and her voice had began to babble, her words running together. "Yeah, you just believe that, honey." She grinned, before her blonde friend quickly changed the subject to that of them getting ready together. Ness nodded in affirmation of this idea. "Sure, we can get ready together. I was actually going to ask if you could help me with my hair, before I forgot all about it. Is... is that okay? You know how hopeless I am with hair." That was true - it always had been. Then, her friend's hand was on her shoulder, gently comforting her. "Thanks..."

As the lesson dragged on, Ness grew more and more uncomfortable. She didn't want to be alone in the room with Nate any more - especially if he was going to tell her off for not doing a stupid history assignment. Her palms felt hot as she took down the notes, and she had to take a sip of the water out of her backpack as her lips and throat grew dry. The Latina was one of those girls that cried when she was told off by teachers, but only after she had left the room and was in the comfort of her bedroom. However, this teacher was different. If he shouted at her, or told her off... well, she didn't know what she would do. Soon, he was dismissing the class members, and his eyes came to rest on her. She avoided his gaze, turning quickly around to talk to Jules and Ava. "You guys go on ahead to the ball meeting, or whatever. I'll meet you there okay? No point waiting for me." She smiled, secretly begging her friends not to leave her alone. However, this was something that she had to do - She had to speak to him.

Soon, the room was empty, and it was just the two of them left; Nate standing at the front of the room, and her seated at the back. Her confidence had been shot completely now, and she was back to that innocent little mess that he had known three years ago. She cleared her throat quietly as she packed up her things, and felt her knees buckle underneath her as she stood up. Her steps were slow as she walked towards the front of the classroom, and she put her bag down on the front desk.

So, Sir," She spoke, trying not to let her voice crack in front of him, which surprisingly worked, "you wanted to talk to me?"

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Ava rolled her eyes at Ness prying into her love life…or lack of it in her case, why was it so hard to believe that herself and Luke were just good friends? Granted that they had become a lot closer over recent weeks but Luke was still reeling from his breakup with Clover, he had loved her, probably still did and it was going to take a heck of a long time to mend his broken heart. Yet it was a task she was hell bent on completing as she missed the old Luke deeply, going from a proud, cocky and fun nature to living practically as a recluse in his room, was a hard thing to watch and she wanted desperately to change that.

"Yeah, you just believe that, honey." Ness’s words played on her mind throughout the remainder of the lesson, she thought about it deeply, was Ness right, had this thing turned into something less platonic and more romantic, well for Ava anyway, refusing to think about it, she shook her head and looked at the clock…shit! She had wasted nearly the whole of the lesson thinking about Luke "It's your new essay-assignment, complete with all you need to know. I hope you took some decent notes this time, because I will be evaluating accordingly." Mr Hensleigh voice shook her from thought, causing the blonde to look down at her blank notepad…damn you Luke, she cursed mentally quickly clearing away her things, making a mental note to copy Ness’s notes later. Walking to the front of the class she picked up the sheet of paper, glancing over it quickly, groaning inwardly at its length “great” she muttered trying to figure out when she would actually have the time to complete this assignment “See you later Mr Hensleigh” she smiled brightly at the handsome teacher, walking back over to Ness and Jules handing them each a sheet, nodding as Ness said she would meet them their “I need to go get a box of decorations from my room anyway” she explained quickly before saying a quick goodbye to her friends and leaving the classroom.

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Juliette Halliwell

She watched him for a moment, throwing a smirk in his direction when he took the paper. "I'm counting on it." She smiled innocently, but there was definitely a secretive look behind the curl of her lips. Leaning back in her chair, she looked over at Ava and Ness. "How is it possible that you didn't do your homework and I did?" She couldn't help the chuckle that escaped her lips.

When Ness started talking about how she was terrible with hair, Jules took the opportunity to tease her. Setting her hand on the girl's shoulder she nodded oh so sympathetically. "Oh, yes honey, we know. We'll help you. We promise." Not able to keep a straight face she grinned and looked back to look at Mr. Hensleigh as he started the lesson.

It might surprise most people, but Jules actually did pay attention in class. Especially this class. The subjects they studied were actually pretty interesting, which was not something she could say about all of her classes.

As the lesson stretched on, Jules' mind started to wander. Mostly onto the ball that was being held tonight. She'd been on of the head people in charge of music, which did not surprise her in the slightest. She was a child of Apollo. They were pretty much covered when it came to the good music. Bad music was just....a bit nonexistent in their arsenal.

When the bell rang, it caused Jules to jump, and, having had her hands under her book, when they flew up, her book did too, flipping over and falling to the ground. Clapping a hand over her mouth at the loud sound it made, she couldn't help but laugh. Wow she was a klutz.

Picking up her stuff, she pointed to Ness and Ava. "I will see you two in the great hall." Then she looked at Hensleigh as she grabbed a paper and left the room. "Don't forget that list!"

With that, she headed towards the great hall, which had already been cleared to make room for everything that was going on. The people working on the ball got out of most of their classes for the day to help out. There was only a small handful of them, and yet, they'd only been working on this ball a few weeks and it was already turning out to be a masterpiece. The headmistress said that there was going to be some sort of surprise tonight, but Jules didn't know what it was. No one did. Not even the teachers.

Upon stepping into the gym, Jules smiled at some of the other kids who'd been working on it who were already there. "Why is it so quiet?" A few of them laughed at her outburst. She dropped her bag near the door and tossed her ipod to one of the guys nearest the speakers. He plugged it in and Down by Jay Sean started playing. Smiling, Jules got to work, all while dancing along. "Much better. Whoever said silence was golden needs to reevaluate their issues."

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Nathan Hensleigh, History Teacher <3


Nate told Ava he'd join them shortly in the gym, and chuckled at Juliette's little reminder. "I won't.." he merely said, his voiced laced with flirtatious undercurrents. Man, he couldn't even control it anymore. Or maybe it was merely because it was Juliette. It wasn't that his words were wrong, exactly, but his tone was, and he was incapable of changing it. Only woman he'd ever been capable of not flirting with was Amerie; for some reason, the English teacher just didn't appeal to him, which was weird, 'cause she was certainly not unattractive. It was just as well, however. Boone could have her. It seemed Nathan had enough on his hands as it was, and if Boone wanted the stuck up English teacher, who was Nathan to say anything against that?

As Ava and Juliette left the room, he was suddenly alone with Ness. The beautiful girl he'd actually cared for. Now, Nathan wouldn't call it love, but he had always cared a great deal for her, even if it had pretty much all faded during their years apart, and he certainly didn't want it back. Feelings, no matter how weak, were problems, especially since she was now his student. Man, had he been fighting himself the entire class, trying not to look at her too much, or get lost in worried thoughts. He wasn't sure whether anyone had picked up on his slightly less himself way of acting, but he thought not. He was normally very talented when it came to hiding what was going on inside. He always came off as the funny, smiling, charming guy who never had any problems, and never felt awkward about anything. In truth, Nathan felt sort of awkward about the whole student-flirting going on, and now with Ness there? He was in trouble. That much he knew.

While Ness packed up her things, the gorgeous teacher took the few necessary steps to reach the door, which he then closed before turning to the beautiful woman in his presence. At that point she'd already placed her bag on his rectangular desk at the front; his desk. He was just about to say... well, something. He wasn't quite sure what, when Ness spoke first, a little sarcastically hostile when she spoke the word 'sir'; probably payback for him calling her Vanessa in stead of the nickname he'd given her years ago. Her grandfather had always called her Nessie, but somehow Nate had had some issues with that. To him it had seemed more like something you'd call a little girl, and Ness had been young enough as it was. So yeah, he'd started called her Ness, and apparently it'd stuck.

Nathan sighed before smiling at her; just a little, soft smile - nothing overly grand. Then he walked up next to her to resume his position, leaning against the desk, but this time he was looking only at Ness, and not an entire class. It felt a little weird being here with her, of all places. "You've been avoiding me," he ended up saying, a little teasingly. He needed to break the ice somehow, and he was strangely unfamiliar with situations like this one. "What'd I ever do to you?" Again, his tone of voice was teasing. He didn't blame her at all, really, but he could tell Ness was extremely uncomfortable, and he didn't like it. He didn't like anyone feeling uncomfortable around him in truth, but especially not Ness.

Nathan looked at Ness, focused on her, his beautiful eyes warm, yes with that ever-present glint of flirtation, along with a tad of humor. He put his hands in his pocket, rather unsure of where to put himself. He was always confident with women. Always, with no exception. Yet here was one, and look at who'd caused it. He was betting he felt a lot better about things than her, however, even if he was the one with a job on the line.

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The awkwardness was swimming around Ness as she stood next to Nate, his body literally millimeters away from hers. She didn't like feeling this way around him; she cared for him too much to feel like this, but it was wrong for her to even like him now, let alone know that she had been with him in the past. Her hands were slightly shaky as she stood there, not really knowing what to say. She didn't move from her spot, her eyes fixated on the desk in front of her, doing her best to keep her gaze from his. She more like that young woman he had fallen for when they were younger, with that confidence eradicated from her system, and she felt like she was sixteen again. As she took a deep breath in, her arm brushed gently against his, instantly taking her mind back to that tree in the woods.

She probably looked stupid, her eyes zoning out, as if she was going on a long journey back in time; but in her mind, she was. That day in the woods was the first day that he had kissed her. It was one of the best days of her life, purely because she didn't have to be anyone else than her on that day. No false pretenses, no fake smiles, she was just her, and she didn't have to hide how happy she was that day from him. In three years though, everything had changed. He was still as sexy as ever, but he didn't have the side that she had fallen for any more, or at least she hadn't seen it yet. That adorable side, the one who cared, the sweet one who picked her up a daffodil from the floor, and tucked it behind her ear, just to make her smile.

Suddenly, the Latina woman was ripped out of her reverie by the man standing next to her, his sultry voice hitting her ears. "Yeah... I suppose I have." She spoke softly, her eyes still focused on the desk in front of her. Slowly, her head turned towards him and her eyes met with his, and she felt that sensation of butterflies dart around in his stomach, the ones that she hadn't felt for years. With his next question, she could hear the tone of playfulness rattling around, however, she didn't pay attention to it, and answered bluntly. "You made me fall for you." She whispered, before then doing something that Ness was even shocked about herself.

Before she could stop herself, Ness moved in front of her teacher, and went up on her tiptoes, so that she was the right height. Then, she delicately brushed her lips against his, joining them together with the tiniest bit of force that she could muster up. The very soft kiss was over after a matter of two seconds, and she moved to pick up her bag again, and headed towards the door. She couldn't believe what she had done - that wasn't the Ness that she knew now; that wasn't how she acted at all.

No, that was the way that she would have acted before he left her, defying ever rule around her just to have him.
She had to get out now, before she got both of them into any more trouble.

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"You made me fall for you." There words to answer his playful question were nothing but a soft whisper, yet seemed to reverberate throughout the room, the blame in them so clear it was actually almost tangible. Her dark eyes were sensitive, yet he found they also possessed a new strength he couldn’t recall ever seeing before. His bright ones were plastered to her brown ones, a look of apology in them. He was unable to remove his gaze, yet he couldn’t quite figure out what to say to her right now either. He didn’t know why he suddenly felt so damn guilty, yet his easy smile had faded with her words and though he desperately wanted it back, Ness was standing there, keeping it from resurfacing. The handsome teacher felt the sudden urge to run from it all, just get out of there. But that was the old Nate; the one who cheated, never took responsibility and made girls fall for him… just for the fun of it, really. Yeah, he had been a cruel young man, yet when his mother died, everything changed. That had been only months after he and Ness had broken up.

He sighed, glancing at the wide windows, wishing himself out of the awkward situation. A situation that caused guilt to flutter inside him, something he still didn’t understand. Why did he feel so damn guilty, like he was to blame for something? He had actually not attempted to make Ness fall for him at any point… it had just happened, and he thought maybe, in time, he could’ve fallen for her too. However, he’d never gotten the chance to find out, and it didn’t really matter now anyway. His gaze was glued to what he could see of the grass outside. If someone walked by they wouldn’t immediately notice the two individuals within the room, yet if someone was to actually look inside with purpose, they would become quite apparent. As Nate’s beautiful eyes fell on Ness again, she had moved to stand in front of him. “Ness, I…” he began, but was interrupted when her lips suddenly brushed against his. This, he had not expected, and it honestly shocked him to feel her soft lips once more. Not a bad kind of shock, however, but he found himself unable to react, until instinct took over…

He had stood there like an idiot, lips still slightly parted, his eyes glued to the beauty in front of him, not quite able to really… think, in all honesty. It was like Ness had shut down his brain with a single kiss, which was a little unnerving, or at least it would be once he got to think of it. At the moment, however, instinct took a hold of him. As Ness turned around and grabbed her bag, the teacher’s hand shot out to gently clasp her thin wrist, while at the same time almost forcefully pulling her back to him. The second she was within reach, Nathan moved, his lips soon reaching hers. This kiss, however, was nothing even close to brief and soft. No, this was a “gods I’ve missed you” kind of consuming, crushing kiss that would leave them both breathless. As he felt her body relax, his arms wound around her impeccable waist, bringing her softness closer to his own muscled form, all the while kissing her with the same passion they’d shared before.

With one little kiss, Vanessa Tate had brought him to his knees. Every bit of desire and care he’d held for the girl had come rushing back, leaving him helpless. He would regain his posture, though… he just couldn’t figure out when, and right now, with Ness in his arms, he didn’t much care either. It was unimportant. The fact that the whole things was wrong, that what he was doing was forbidden, and that he was only making things worse for both of them, didn’t even cross his mind. He was completely focused on the girl in his arms. After a little while, however, Nate’s mind began its way back to somewhat normal, causing him to gently break the kiss, gazing down at her, his eyes warm and soft. He didn’t want to let go just yet, however. For some reason her warmth completed him. He didn’t think it was love… it never had been, but rather that he had missed her a lot. Apparently had not only his mind and heart missed her, no, Nate’s body had missed the Latina too. There was nothing sexual about it just yet, but it was like his being was craving to be near her.

Get a grip, Nathan, a part of him scolded, but he just couldn’t bring himself to care. Instead, the young teacher smiled at the student, a charming smile like always, the warmth in his eyes complimenting it perfectly. “So,” he said, slightly breathless, and a little shocked still, “yeah…” he finished. He had thought of something better moments ago, but it sort of kept evading his mind just like all the responsible things he should be considering right now. A part of him knew he should stop things while he was ahead, but another part quenched the notion. “I didn’t do it on purpose, you know…” he added; an apology to her earlier accusation… or rather, accusation-like statement.

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Ness wanted to leave. She wanted to get out of there as soon as possible, and get back to the normality of her life. She wanted to head to the gym, and catch up on what she had missed when it came to sorting out the ball, and spend her time laughing with Ava and Jules, forgetting all which had happened in that room that afternoon. If she continued to stay here, or even think about him, Vanessa knew that she wasn't going to be able to leave. He was too intoxicating to completely eradicate from her mind, and she tried her upmost best to walk out of that classroom, before she did something that she would regret, or that would get them both into more trouble than they were already in. She hadn't though about that when she had acted - by kissing him, she had put his job on the line. Guilt rushed through her as the door came closer and closer, and she grew closer and closer to freedom.

The next few seconds were a blur.

Before she knew it, Nate had wrapped his large, masculine hands around her waist, and pulled him close to him once more, her bag dropping to the floor with a quiet thud, it's contents spilling out over the floor. But, her bag and stationary was the last thing on her mind at the moment. He pulled her in close, so that their bodies were touching, and then his mouth was on hers, kissing her. His kiss was completely the opposite of hers; she had gone for subtle, and sweet, an almost brush of the lips instead of a true kiss. Nate, on the other hand, surprised her by kissing her forcefully, crushing her lips between his. Her hands slid up around his neck as they stood there, the butterflies in her stomach almost making her feel sick with ecstasy.

The kiss took her back to three years ago, when they had been a couple, and she could feel the old Nathan Hensleigh coming back to her - the one that had cared, the one that had smiled when he saw her, and the one that she had fallen for. She knew throughout their "relationship" that he had cheated on her, but that had made her more and more determined to keep him in her life. By letting him go, she would have been admitting defeat, and realizing that she couldn't keep a man like him, which she hated to think about. So instead, she had let her heart be whisked away by a cheating rat, but she didn't care.

Her mind came back to the situation that they were in now as she could feel his lips loosing pressure against hers, and she did all that she could to keep him there for the last few seconds. There was no going back to avoiding him now, or hiding in the bushes when he walked past her on the pathway. She couldn't ignore him any more, not after this. Not after he had relit that flame inside her that had diminished so long ago. They were in an awful position - any sort of relationship between them would be completely forbidden, but Ness wasn't so sure that she had will power to stay away from him. Not after that amazing kiss.

"I know." She replied softly, her forehead resting against his. Her breathing was in unison with his, heavy and almost as if she was panting, and her heart was beating at an almost impossible rate. "What are we going to do now?" She said quietly, but seriously, moving her head to an upright position. Her eyes linked with his again, and it caused her to smile, and instantly she decided not to worry about any of the serious stuff any more. "Is it still Mr Hensleigh?" She asked him misheviously, locking her hands together behind his neck.

They were in trouble now.

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Nate couldn’t help a genuine smile at her admission that she knew he hadn’t done it on purpose; caused her to fall for him. He could feel her breath on his lips, causing him to genuinely wish that he could kiss her again. The warmth was just too much to take for his hungering body at this point. He had no idea what it was about Ness, but she’d always been special. He wasn’t entirely sure the two should ever have dated, however. If they’d remained friends back then, they probably wouldn’t be in this difficult situation. A situation her next words brought his mind back onto, "What are we going to do now?" A soft gust of breath escaped his lips. Not quite a sigh, but a gesture of slight frustration nonetheless. She just had to ask that question, did she? He supposed it was just as well. The two were visible to anyone who might be looking for him, checking classrooms from the outside. This wasn’t unusual, really, so he had to let go of her sometimes, nomatter what his body told him.

Problem was that Nathan had serious issues getting his brain to rule his body. The two oftentimes didn’t really mesh well. In truth, they never agreed on anything. The big dilemma was that his body always won the little matches, and it oftentimes caused quite a lot of complications. He’d gotten better at controlling his body, but he was still a sucker, and he knew it. He hadn’t yet replied, but rather watched her when her next words came, asking whether she should still address him formally. It caused him to chuckle, even though he sensed that she was hiding a part of herself from him. He wasn’t going to nag her about, because honestly he couldn’t blame her. She obviously still had feelings for him. He could tell that much from her kiss and the way she looked at him, and he still wasn’t quite sure what to do about it, or whether he could even do anything in the first place. Perhaps play matchmaker? Find her someone good for her? Nathan certainly wasn’t. Ness was still too young, even though she’d gotten older, and he… well, he wasn’t good company for a girl like her.

He smiled at her, though, pushing thoughts into the back of his mind. He would have time to think of that at another time. Perhaps even later this evening, or maybe not until tomorrow. Whenever it would be, he would save his doubts and ponderings for that time. “Honestly, Ness?… none of the students call me Nate, or even Nathan. You see how some of these girls act? I have to distance myself somehow,” he said as if in joke, though it was pretty much the truth, “it’d seem weird if you suddenly started calling me by my first name. However, it’d be just as weird it you called me Mr. Hensleigh in private, so perhaps we could just, differentiate between class and private?” On that note, he slowly let go of her, his mind forcing its way back into the situation and his arms falling to his sides accordingly. Then he cleared his throat and glanced at the windows, relieved to see no one peeking in just now.

“Regarding what we’re going to do, I have to admit I’m probably as clueless as you are, sweetheart.” Man, he hadn’t called anyone sweetheart since he’d last talked to her three years ago. No one else had seemed to fit the nickname perfectly to him. It was an odd thing, really, and now that she was back in his life, it was suddenly the most natural thing in the world. “All I know is… this has to be kept secret,” he added, suddenly serious as he watched her, sighing softly. “I don’t want to hurt you, Ness… I really don’t. I never did.” He said, almost pleading her to understand. His right hand moved to gently tug a strand of wild, dark hair behind her ear, smiling gently at her, though always with that appealing touch. His fingers lingered just a moment longer than necessary, but his eyes were void of the usual flirtatious glint, replaced by a more serene, yet soft and warm one. Then he gave a soft chuckle, though more of a mood-lightening, sort of humorless quality than an outright chuckle. “However unbelievable you might think it, I always cared about you.”

Nate had never had an issue telling people how he felt, though he hadn’t thought he’d ever had to with Ness. Now he suddenly saw the issues that presented. He’d forgotten to take into account that she was a girl, and that especially girls like Ness, got insecure. They needed being told they were special, and that you cared about them. But then again, Nate had been too self-absorbed back then to even notice that. Man, sometimes he really despised his former self, and wondered how anyone could have fallen for him at all.

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Ness couldn't take her eyes off of the beautiful man in front of her, and she let herself relax in his arms, her body falling slightly more into his. The butterflies in her stomach were still flying around as she stayed in his arms, and she felt the red hue over her cheeks dying down with every second. It was strange, having him as her teacher, and yet having these strong feelings for him that she just couldn't ignore any more. She knew that they were in a terrible situation, but she didn't know how they were going to get out of it - well, unless he hurt her again. And in all honesty, the Latina girl wasn't sure that she would be able to survive any more heartbreak from him; she had almost collapsed the first time, when she couldn't get in contact with him after he made her promise. She wouldn't go through that again. Her heart physically couldn't.

Her joke about calling him by his first name caused a laugh to escape his mouth, which in turn, made her smile back. She couldn't help but fall more and more infatuated with him by his smile; it was one of the most perfect, gorgeous smiles that she had seen throughout her duration of life. Her smile fell softly as he said that she shouldn't call him Nathan in public, but that then caused her eyebrows to furrow together, her expression contorting into one filled with confusion, with a slight hint of playfulness. "There's going to be a private?" She spoke, her voice teasing and playful. She knew that they couldn't have a private, of course they couldn't. He was a teacher, she was a student, for Christ's sake. But still... what if he wanted it? And she wanted it? Would they be able to do it? Would they be able to hide a relationship from everyone else in the Academy, teachers and students alike? She shook her head softly, batting those ideas away as quickly as they arrived. She really didn't want to think about that now - she just wanted to bask in the moment.

Then, he was letting her go once more, and she unlocked her hands from behind his neck, sinking back into her original position of leaning against the table, however this time standing a little bit closer, their arms now touching. She nodded as he spoke once more, and she listened to his words, letting every one of them sink in truly to her mind. "I know," she whispered, her head leaning softly into his hand as he brushed that stray bit of hair away from her face, "I know you didn't want to hurt me, and I know you cared about me. I cared about you to, that you also know. but, Nate... is there anything that we do need to keep secret? Or... is this it? The one kiss?" She asked, knowing full well that his answer would either make her heart soar, or cause it to fall straight out of her chest.

Ness' brain was screaming at her as she stood there, telling her that she was wrong to even think that anything could come of this. But her heart was telling her other wise. It was screaming at her, beating so loudly in her chest that she believed Nate could probably hear.

She just had to wait now, and hoped that he felt the same way about her.
If not, she didn't know what she would do.

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"There's going to be a private?" The words caused the young, handsome teacher to crack a half-smile, mostly because of the tone with which they’d been said. Ness was such a confusing woman sometimes, and in this situation it was sort of getting on his nerves. One second she was mad, then careful, then passionate, then playful. Such a huge bundle of moods to go through in such short time, and though he wanted not to, he couldn’t help but want to leave her there… high and dry, not answer her question, not care about this whole situation. As it was, however, he desperately wanted to not hurt her, and really, how hard could that be? Right now he just had trouble figuring out what he wanted from her. I reality, he should probably dismiss her. Get things over with and stop this entire ordeal while he still could. Problem was, kissing her had opened all the wrong doors, and he could almost feel the hope shining in her eyes. Such desperate, innocent hope that he’d feel about her like she did about him.

Nate wanted to tell Ness something that’d make her happy, something that wouldn’t hurt, but he wouldn’t lie to her either. He couldn’t tell her what he felt was as deep and loving as what she did, and he hated himself for it. But facts whre facts. Thing was, on top of it, he didn’t want her hating him; he didn’t want to lose her again. Not now, now that he had her back in his life. You’re such a dick, he almost screamed at himself in frustration. But he kept his mouth shut, until he spoke to her. “Well… I guess, sometimes? It can’t really be avoided, can it? Besides, we’ve got quite a lot of catching up to do, don’t we?” He was being very careful with his words, though he didn’t let his inner turmoil show in any way. If Ness found out he was trying to avoid letting her know that he wasn’t in love with her, she’d just… well, the Ness he’d known way back, would’ve broken. And now, looking at her, he could almost sense that she still would. He’d done this to her; he’d inspired hope, relit the flame, made her feel again. And he was probably going to break her because of it, no matter how much he didn’t want to.

Her next words almost caused him to puke it guts out. Not because he was disgusted with her, but because he was with himself. What the hell was he doing here? Why was he doing this to her? As it was, however, he could feel his stomach constricting and had to fight hard merely so smile vaguely at her. He couldn’t hide the fact that he was really unsure of what to do, and he didn’t want to either. Ness needed to see that he was just as troubled as she was right now, albeit for different reason. And oh, that hope in her eyes… it was killing him, to be frank. So instead of looking at her, he averted his gaze, sighing softly as he looked out the windows. She wanted so badly for more to sprout between them, and he just… he had no idea what to think right now, so instead, choosing to give himself some time to think things over, he merely said, “I really don’t know, Ness… I just, I need to think things through. Things are much more difficult this time around. I’m a teacher, and you’re my goddamned student. I just got here, and I have enough of a bad reputation with women, I don’t need a student-relationship on top of it.”

He sighed once more, before his eyes once more found her pretty face, “so, um… we’ll figure it out. I promise. I just really need to think, okay?” he finished, before softly brushing his lips against her forehead. Then he grabbed his papers, leaving the essay assignment on the table. He put Juliette’s note with songs in his pocket and smiled gently and Ness, before remembering he had a job too. “Oh, and I’ll need you to do the first assignment. Can’t treat you differently than the others, right?” He wasn’t even kidding this time as he handed her another piece of paper, this one with the first assignment. He always had extra copies. His head was just too full of thoughts and ponderings. He needed to get away from Ness right now, yet he had stuff to do at the grand hall what with the ball, and he knew she would be there too. So he did something he hated himself for in the same instant the words left his lips, “I’ll need the first assignment before the ball. I know you have a couple of periods off right now, so you should be able to squeeze it in.” He left the room, briefcase in hand, before she even had the time to respond.

Nate didn’t look back at Ness, he didn’t want to, he couldn’t. If he did, his guilt would only intensify. What kind of bullshit person was he? Giving her a couple of hours to do an assignment he’d given the others a week to do. He’d been desperate, though… desperate for some time without her beautiful, hopeful gaze to make his heart ache. Didn’t make him despise himself any less, however. The teacher sighed once he was a couple of feet away from the history-room. He’d have to return in an hour to teach his next class, but he needed to sort out music with Juliette. Ah, Juliette… there was a girl who would drive him crazy if she had the chance. Had she not been his student, he would have been all over that girl. As it was, however, Nathan was fighting instinct on this one. It wouldn’t take much for him to break, however. She was infuriating, sarcastic and absolutely awful to deal with, but he loved it, and god did she know how to spark his interest.

She was incredibly… well, honestly he thought her so sexy. There was just something about her, though he was 6 years her senior, that made his blood heat. And she was Ness’ best friends to make matters worse. As though his attraction to her in the first place wasn’t entirely inappropriate. He made a face as he took the list of songs out of his pocket, looking it over. He doubted there would be any problems; Juliette was a daughter of Apollo after all, and they had great taste in music. Hs lips curved into a wry smile going over it. It was a nice mix of up-beat and slow songs, appropriate for a dance like tonight. Not that he was surprised. Spotting the song “check yes, Juliet”, the teacher almost laughed out loud but managed to only chuckle softly. Clever chick. He shook his head, smiling again, feeling more like himself. Ness had brought him out of his comfort zone, but Juliette would bring him right back in. Making his way to the great hall, Nathan felt his mood improve gradually, closing distance in step with it.

As the young teacher reached the hall, he was back to smiling his usual charming smile. Upon hearing music he deducted that Juliette was there, so he opened the door, spotting her spazzing about in the next instant. He chuckled, calling out to her, “well, aren’t you the queen of grace, Juliette? I hope you don’t plan on dancing like that at the ball.” He said playfully, glint in his eyes. He was teasing her, flirting softly, even though he knew he shouldn’t. Right now he just couldn’t help it. He needed the easy conversations he led with Juliette… he needed the air, and the playfulness. The serene, guilty mood with Ness had nearly killed him. The last thing he wanted was to think of that right now. Hell, if he could just eradicate Ness from his mind completely for the moment, he’d be pretty content.





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Red… red was all there was. Why was everything so red?! The little girls’ eyes went wide, realizing her alarmclock was beeping like there was no tomorrow. She’d thought she was still dreaming, what with red covering her eyes. In the next instant she giggled, her confusion evaporating, finally noticing that she could feel the read stuff. Right, hair… hair again. She brought up both her hands to brush the hair aside, blowing air at it too, though it didn’t much help. The girl sat up, looking around now that her eyes were clear. She didn’t sleep very calmly… at all. Her duvet had ended up on the floor along with her pillow. “Oh!” she exclaimed, laughing. “What’re you doing down there, Mr. Bumble?” She asked the big, brown teddy bear lying on the duvet. She bent down to pick it up, smiling at it. “Why do you insist on sleeping on the floor? Such a silly thing to do.” She said, voice holding all its usual chipper cuteness, even though she’d just awoken and the alarm was still making noise. As she realized that, she almost jumped, thinking that she might accidently wake someone else with the noise, moving to shut it off instantly. She’d hate herself if she caused someone to miss any sleep they could’ve otherwise gotten.

Her beautiful eyes brightened as she put down Mr. Bumble, knowing she had to get up, another lovely day awaiting. She couldn’t wait to see everyone again! It had been so many hours, and the sun was already shining through her white curtains. Her smile widened as she got up, wearing her usual little, pink nightgown. Phoebe went to open the curtains, gazing up at the sun. It was only like 8 am, but the sun rose early in the summer. She loved summers especially for that. However, she had to put some clothes on and get to class; biology more specifically, which meant Gabey. She hadn’t seen Gabe since yesterday morning and she missed him so much. She got a little mother-sick sometimes. Yeah, Gabe was practically her mother. Much more so than Iris, and she loved him more than any other. He had always, always, always been there for her, and it had taken absolutely no time for them to establish a sort of mother/daughter relationship. Gabe even took her shopping sometimes, and he always baked cookies.

Thinking of cookies, the redhead realized she needed to get some breakfast. If she didn get any, Gabe would nag her about it. He was such a caring man! Hopping around her room, the little girl managed to dress herself in this (without the hat), brushed her teeth and skipped along, making her way out the door to reach the cafeteria where she grabbed an apple and an orange, waving at the everyone there “hi guys!” she exclaimed, all happy and adorable, smile on her lips. She recieved several greetings back. After all, who could really dislike little Pheebs? Then she realized Zeke and Everlie were there. Two amazing, lovely people. She didn’t have time for a big greeting, unfortunately, because she really, really wanted to see Gabe, but she did manage to give Everlie a little peck on the cheek, saying “Morning you two!” with a bright smile, before hurrying along. She started munching on her apple, half running, half jumping to reach her favorite room in the entire school quickly.

Turning the corner, the little redhead spotted Cale in the doorway, talking. Probably to Gabe, which meant Gabe was there. Not that she hadn’t expect him to be, but still. She giggled to herself, throwing her apple-core in a nearby trashcan. She put the orange in her bag and advanced into full running mode. “Gabeeeeeyy!” she almost shouted happily as she jumped him, arms winding around her absolute favorite friend and teacher. She laughed joyfully, looking up at him with big eyes before she turned her head to smile brightly at Cale. “Morning Cale! Sleep well?” She asked him, always trying to have the guy open up. He was such a cute one! She was still holding onto Gabe, having missed him. Her heart warmed at his smile, so she couldn’t help babbling more, “Gabey, my special friend fell onto the floor again, and my duvet… and my pillow. They all just left me, but it’s okay really. I swear… I picked him up! And later I’ll have a serious talk with him about leaving me in the night. I don’t think he was gone long, though.”

Around people who weren’t Gabe, Chloe or Chance, and a few others, Phoebe talked of Mr. Bumble as her ‘special someone’. She wasn’t embarrassed really, she just didn’t want everyone to know. They might steal him for fun, and not realize that it wasn’t fun. It’s not like she thought they’d ever steal him to be mean, but still…

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Character Portrait: Chloe Skylar Huntington Character Portrait: Ava Sawyer Character Portrait: Juliette "Jules" Halliwell Character Portrait: Nova Tricon Character Portrait: Lukas Tricon Character Portrait: Chance Rundell Character Portrait: Vanessa Tate Character Portrait: Jaymie Wynters Character Portrait: Nathan Hensleigh Character Portrait: Fen Adrien Wiley
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Chloe Huntington

"I know you didn't mean to, honey." Chloe's voice was soft and calm as she soothed her best friend. She could already feel his mood lightening as she stroked his hair, and soon, he was back to smiling, being the happy Chance that she knew and loved so dearly. "When did she steal my money?" She acted shocked, pulling away from him and opening her mouth in a feigned "o" shape. "I'm glad you smashed her then, Chance! What would I have done if you hadn't have smashed her! Thank you." She grinned, and gave him a friendly peck on the cheek. Every day was different when Chance was around; no one day would be the same, with his range of highly strung emotions. She had seen Fen sulk off into the background, and she felt bad about ignoring him, taking preference over Chance instead of her brother. She'd make it up to him later.

Then, she was suddenly being splashed with water by a large dog - one that could only belong to one person; that one person in the campus. Malcolm. Chloe sunk a little lower in the water as the handsome male came into her view, trying to hide whatever of her body was showing, but she couldn't stifle the laugh coming from her lips at the antics of the mongrel. Soon, Malcolm came into view, and he began to strip off, the brunette trying to hide the blush that was haunting her face. She had never seen him half naked, and she had to avert her eyes quickly, before she let herself become more obvious. She let Chance answer the boy, and added in her own little addition at the end of the sentence - "Morning, Malcolm."




Lukas Tricon

Luke could only laugh as he watched his brother's face drop in horror, as he realized he was missing the meeting for helping out with the ball. His brother's was comical, and the twin was almost watching it in slow motion. He just nodded as he ran out of the room, shouting back an "I love you" back to him. If anyone had heard the twins talking, who didn't know them, they would have probably laughed, or scoffed at their open affection. But to anyone else who did know them, and who happened to be listening, this was a normal declaration from them. Even in the state that he was in right now, he would still tell his brother this. How lovely their relationship was. The teenage boy sat there awkwardly for a moment, and looked at Jayme, biting his lip softly. He then heard his brothers voice shrilling out towards Ava, shouting a thank you. At least he remembered.

He sighed before putting the trinket back down on his bed next to his brother's favourite tools, and excused himself from the red-haired girl in the door way. His legs almost felt weak as he climbed out of bed, and slowly made his way into his adjoining en suite bathroom. He showered, and dressed himself in the clean clothes that he could only assume that Nova had to have ironed and left out for him, before staring at himself in the mirror. He looked nothing like he had before - his cheeks were withdrawn, his eyes were void of colour and emotion, and his hair was a mop on top of his head. He tried to push it into some sort of style, but it didn't go, even after he had been washed, so instead, he just left it the way it was.

Wearing a plain white top with a blue shirt pulled over the top, and a pair of light blue jeans, Lukas decided to head out for his room for the first time since his beloved Clover had departed from the Academy. He passed through the doorway, closing the door behind him, and his first reaction was to shut his eyes. It had been ages since he had left his room, and the sunlight practically burnt him. He made his way quickly around the red-head, feeling bad for just leaving her there, but he felt that he had to go somewhere. Without thinking, he made his way towards the main hall, where everyone had been gathering to help with the ball tonight. As he walked through the door, he saw Ava struggling with some boxes that looked heavy, and he moved forward to help her, although he wasn't quick enough. He flew forward over a wire that was on the floor, and ended up face first on the floor.

"Erm... hey, Ava."




Ness Tate

Ness almost felt the little jump in her heart when Nate said that there was going to be a private between them. She laughed once when he said that they had some catching up to do - it was true, they did have some things to catch up on. They couldn't ignore each other any more now, after what had happened in the classroom between them - there was no way that she could go back to how she acted before. She could see something in his eyes though, something that he was holding back from her, not telling her. She knew that she was being stupid, and naive, thinking that there would be anything between them, but she couldn't help but hold on to that feeling of hope that was filling her body. She knew that he wasn't in love with her, and she wasn't in love with him. Neither of them had been in love with each other, even in the past, but she had serious feelings for him. She just wanted a chance to let them develop, and show him, that was all.

However, then, he avoided her gaze, and she felt all of that hope practically drain out of her. By averting his gaze, she knew that everything she had dreamed that could happen between them was just that, only a dream. She too looked the other way, out of the classroom door, trying to avoid looking at him in any way possible. "I... I understand." She spoke softly, the sweet and happy tone in her voice being replaced by a more distant and hurt one. Ness sighed, realizing how stupid she had been by kissing him, and she bent down to pick up the fallen things from her bag, trying to remove any reminder of what had happened, and also, to just give her something to do. She knew it was her fault, for initiating this again, for causing him to kiss her back, and she felt terribly guilty. She didn't pay much attention to him after that, barely registering the brush of his lips against her forehead, ignoring the tingles that he sent through her body.

Her eyes gazed at the paper on the desk, the one that her "teacher" had asked her to do before the ball. Her hand shakily picked it up, and her eyes grew wider as she looked it over. It would take her more than her few free periods to complete it. Everyone else in the class had a week to complete it, didn't they? And on the night of the ball too... was he trying to make sure she missed the ball or something? Ness let out a sigh from her lips as she angrily shoved the sheet in her bag, heading in the same direction of Nate. She knew that he had tried to be nice about it, tried to save her feelings, and she had almost believed it - until he had forced that piece of homework at her. She walked into the classroom and headed straight over to Jules and Ava, completely ignoring the man that she had just had an intimate moment with. She did acknowledged though that the playful, flirtatious smile was already back on his lips, and this time, he was pointing it at her best friend. She knew he was in earshot as she spoke, malice filling her voice;

"Hey girls, don't worry about coming to help with my hair later. I'm going to be late to the ball. I have to finish this assignment before the ball tonight, when everyone else had a week. I might not even make it. I feel like I'm being punished, for just being me." She sighed, knowing that her friends wouldn't understand the last part of her sentence, but the beautiful history teacher in the room would.

She then turned, and made her way back to her cabin, hoping that she would be able to get there before she burst into floods of tears.

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Ava Sawyer

Ava felt relieved as Jules took one of the boxes off her and quickly put the one she was holding down on the floor, shaking her wrist as the weight of the boxes has strained them slightly, laughing lightly at Jules question she bent down and opened the first box “it’s a long walk” she smirked, glancing behind her best friend, she shook her head with a small laugh “sorry, did I interrupt your time with Mr Dreamy?” she joked with a wink, wishing slightly it had been her who had gotten to spend the time with Mr Hensleigh in private. Ava stood up when Jules told her about the lights, laughing at her comment about the wheel chair “yes ma’am” she quipped with a mock salute and a laugh before crinkling her nose lightly “you’re so bossy” she laughed as Ness approached, looking slightly less cheery than she had just ten minutes ago, she was about to open her mouth to say something when Ness beat her too it.

"Hey girls, don't worry about coming to help with my hair later. I'm going to be late to the ball. I have to finish this assignment before the ball tonight, when everyone else had a week. I might not even make it. I feel like I'm being punished, for just being me." Their best friend spoke with a sigh and an underlining sadness yet it confused Ava, why would Mr Hensleigh punish her for being herself? He certainly didn't seem like that kind of person, but what shocked her the most was the fact that Ness said she might not actually go to the dance and in the time Ava had managed to send a worried glance to Jules, Ness had turned to leave. With a heavy sigh Ava shook her head "She is coming to the ball" she stated firmly, the Latina had no say in the matter.


Upon hearing a loud crash Ava's attentions were momentarily distracted away from Ness"Erm... hey, Ava." Came Luke’s voice from a crumpled pile on the floor “Hey clutz” she replied smirked trying to contain her laughter as she walked over to her handsome friend to help him up off the floor “Are you okay?” she asked as he rose to his feet, her eyes quickly scanning his body for any sign of injury, silly she knew but it felt instinctive somehow. Seeing he was okay she pulled him into a tight embrace “Your out of your cave!” she rejoiced placing a quick kiss on his cheek “I’m so happy.”

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Character Portrait: Chloe Skylar Huntington Character Portrait: Ava Sawyer Character Portrait: Malcolm Murdock Character Portrait: Lukas Tricon Character Portrait: Chance Rundell Character Portrait: Vanessa Tate Character Portrait: Phoebe Ann Everton
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Chloe Huntington

Chloe could practically see the sadness on Malcolm's face when Chance mentioned the departure of Emilee, and she nudged her friend, albeit softly, in the ribs, as if to tell him to stop talking about the loss of his best friend. She felt bad for him, that she had left, but he was handling it much better - better than someone like Luke anyway - but it was a different situation with him, it had been his girlfriend, not his friend, who had gone. She thought briefly about how she would react if Chance suddenly got up and left, and she instantly knew that she would hate it. The days wouldn't be as fun without him around, and she hated the idea of him leaving her alone in this place. She grinned though as he spoke about how proud he was of his best friend for going out into the world, and she couldn't stop herself from admiring him again. She really had to stop doing that.

Then, he was up on the banks of the water, and shouting over to them about the Ball. He and Emilee used to do the same as what she and Chance always did - they went as best friends. It was nice, going to the dance with your best friend, as there wasn't any of that awkwardness that you get with dates. However, she wanted to go with a date, for at least one of the balls. She always went with Chance, but as much as she loved him, she wanted Malcolm to ask her. Why were boys so complicated? Then, Chance had to go ahead and ask her to the dance, didn't he? She knew that if she said no to him, she would break his heart, but there was always someone else that he could go with, right? What about Pheebs? She could send him over to that beautiful little girl! They'd be a perfect pair. A smile graced her lips as she turned to her best friend.

"You'd be willing to take me, would you?" She smiled, before shaking her head. "I know we always go together, but Malcolm is all alone this year - with no Emilee. Maybe if I ask him to go, then he wouldn't have to go alone? Besides, I know the perfect person for you to ask, honey! What about Phoebe? You're both so similar."




Lukas Tricon

Luke looked up at the beautiful blonde from his crumpled heap on the floor, and had to squint his eyes as he did so - she was standing underneath a light, and from this position, he looked as if he was gazing up at an angel. He felt soppy as soon as that thought entered his mind, and soon he was letting her help him up, his hang grasping at hers for support as he tried to lift his body. Alone, he would have failed, he knew that already by how shaky his legs were feeling, but with Ava's help, he was standing again. How lovely of a metaphor - it was her who had practically got him out of his room in the first place. Oh yeah, that reminded him.

When he was free of the embrace that she had locked him into, and his cheeks having calmed down from the little kiss that had been pecked on his cheek, he forced a smile onto his slightly cracked lips. "Yes, yes. I'm out." He said, before nodding once in her direction, a thank you nod. "Thank you for the breakfast." He said to her, omitting the bit where he didn't actually eat it. "I heard Jules say something about you going to see Ness? Can I walk with you?" He asked her, looking towards the door briefly, before his eyes came back to see her. "If Nova looks over here and sees me, I'll be bear-hugged to the floor, and I've only just got up from there." For the first time in weeks since Clover's departure, a laugh came from the blonde boy's dry throat.

"So, shall we?"




Ness Tate

Ness sat in her room, her eyebrow furrowed together as she worked on the assignment in front of her. She was only on the first paragraph, and she knew that she wasn't going to get it finished before the dance. "Stupid teacher forcing me to do a stupid assignment on the night of that stupid dance. Why was I so stupid? Why did I kiss him?" She mumbled angrily to herself, before huffing and then continuing to write.

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Luke Tricon

Luke could see that Ava was extremely happy with him coming out of the safety of his room; the large, goofy smile on her face was enough to give her away, added with the slightly shocked looks that she kept giving him. He saw the look of realization in her eyes as she understood why Nova had screamed at her earlier, and that smile came back across his face once more. It was nice seeing her properly again, with the sun coming in through the windows and lighting up her blonde hair, her smile, her eyes. It was nice. Those little butterflies started to arise in his stomach again as he spoke, but he pushed them aside, listening to what she had to say next.

The blonde boy hung on her every word as they walked through the door, nodding as she spoke. It was nice, hearing that someone else had problems in this stupid Academy too, no offence to Ness of course, but it was - it took his mind off of his own troubles, relieving himself of that hole in his heart for just one, perfect moment. "Really? She said she wouldn't come?" All the girls had been excited about the ball for weeks - he could hear them chatting about it going past his room, and he had heard Ness doing the same. He hadn't heard if she was going with anybody yet, but there were usually some girls that went on their own to this ball-type things. He just didn't think her to be one of them. His mind was quickly drawn back to the conversation when Ava asked him if he was going to the ball tonight. He had planned to; there was a tux in his room, waiting to be worn for such an occasion, but he hadn't really though about it, ever since Clover had left. He frowned for a moment, thinking it over - should he go to the ball? It would take his mind off of everything? But he always went with his Clover... his girlfriend... but he needed to get over her.

"I'll only go if you come with me. Y'know, as my... date."




Robert Devaux

Robbie smiled at his reflection, taking a brief moment to check over his outfit. It had taken him about an hour to get ready - doing his hair, choosing the perfect clothes to reflect his mood and the weather, and to then rally himself up for the day. Robbie had his own routine of always waking up at a certain time, always meditating at least twice before he left his room (once as soon as he woke up, and once before he left), and then actually getting ready. If he didn't do it in this specific order, or at the specific times, he would feel 'off' for the rest of the day. He had been told by some people before that he could have OCD, however, he just didn't see it - he just liked to be perfect, feel perfect, and look perfect. There was no harm in that, was there?

With his normal "skip-in-the-step" attitude, the boy stepped out of his room wearing a classic outfit for him - the traditional black pants, converse, smart shirt and waistcoat that he thought "wasn't too much for just day wear," no matter what anyone told him. The boy was lucky enough not to have any lessons today, meaning that he was completely free. His first stop after he had left the room was the gym hall, to look for his best friend. It was a respectable time in the morning, and Alex would probably be wherever Jules or Blitz was - meaning helping out for the ball. Ah, the ball. There was only one girl that he wanted to ask to it. One girl that for him, shined above all others. Well, Cadence was a close second, and Jaymie a near third, but still - she shone above all others. But she had a thing for someone else, as Alex had told him over and over again. Well, maybe he could change that. Suddenly, he bumped into someone, ripping him out of his little reverie of dancing with the girl of his dreams. He hadn't even seen that he had been walking along the same path as two other people, but he paused for a moment as he looked up at the brunette girl - the one he had just been thinking about.

"Hey Jules!" Robbie smiled happily, wrapping her in a quick hug, before turning to the teacher walking by her side. "Mr Hensleigh." His voice was less happy now, and a hint of malice ran through it as he took in the man. He was such a pig. A beautiful pig, but a pig none the less. "Oh Jules, I was wondering if I could talk to you later? You know, when you're done here. I'll be with Alex, most likely, but text when you're done?" He smiled once more and then excused himself, changing his direction completely. Alex wouldn't have let her leave the auditorium without having stopped them. He made a bee-line towards his best friends dorm room, and let himself in without even knocking.

"Alex! Alex!" He cried, jumping onto the sleeping boys bed. "Wake yourself up, my friend! Guess what son of a female dog I just saw walking off with your sister. I'll give you a guess - he's about six foot, blue eyes and flirts with all of his students."

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Nathan Hensleigh - History Teacher


Nate felt this odd sense of relief that Juliette wasn't going to the ball with Robert but he pushed it to the back of his mind, not quite ready to deal with feelings of all thing. They would only get in the way right now, and he really needed to go see Ness soon, before she didn't have enough time to get ready. Jules' next words though, had him chuckling. He didn't reply; merely shook his head at her with a charming little, wry smile and a glint in his eyes not quite readable. One could call it mischievous, or maybe naughty, perhaps just flirtatious. Something down that lane, that was for sure.

Then, when she talked about spending the night with Ness, or monitoring music, he smiled to himself. It was sort of funny hearing everyone call her Ness; the nickname he'd given her himself. Seemed she'd always keep a little part of him, a fact that both saddened, irritated and joyed him. Lately he was certain he was turning into a teenager again what with all these pesky emotions all swirling around in there. No, that wasn't right; he was worse than when he'd been a teenager. As a teenager, Nate had spent most of his time uh... chasing tail? That was a nice of putting it, right? Well, emotions hadn't really been a part of it either way. And now he was being punished it seemed. Bombarded with emotions, emotions that did not only stem from relations with one girl, but two, as if one wasn't confusing enough. Yep, things had hit him full force. He smiled at Jules, ignoring the worry her staying with Ness initiated in him. It was just... weird. Too weird. "Sounds like a pretty good plan to me," he merely noted.

Juliette's entire demeanor changed in a flash after he told her they should head back, causing him to sigh softly. He might be good at charming women, but he was definitely also excellent at hurting them it seemed. He watched Jules' playful, natural mood change into a mask of indifference. If she only knew how bad her act was, to him at least, but he'd always been good at reading people, which was why he got women; he understood what they wanted because he took an interest in getting to know them, analyzing them at every turn. Her words were removed, albeit slightly shocked, her tone blank, void of emotion to the untrained man, perhaps, but pair her voice with the rest of her and you had disappointment and a little bit of hurt. However, he had to ignore it, even if everything but his brain screamed for him to just grab her and somehow get that smile back. He was a teacher, so though he was supposed to care, he also couldn't get too close. Not yet. Maybe later, or another day, but right now he had to remain at a distance, both physical and metaphysical.

"Great," he said, smiling at her, "I have some things I need to take care of before my next class, so I'll see you later?" he said, opening the door for her and walking inside after. It was a reflex really; opening the door for women. He sent her another smile before ruffling his hair slightly, turning to her, eyes locking on hers. "I'll stop by the hall around 4 pm, so if the list could be finished by then, I'd appreciate it." He added before leaning in to whisper in her ear, "I do notice, love." Then he turned turned, quickly remembering the old shortcut to the girls' dorms. She could take that the way she wanted; he was letting her analyze his words; whether he meant that he noticed her feeling, noticed her as a person, noticed that there was more to it, noticed that she was doing a good job. He just thought it was something she needed to know, and it wasn't much for him to provide. Not really.

He reached Ness' room in practically no time at all and brought his right hand up to rap his knuckles against the wooden door, taking a deep breath. "Ness?" he said, knowing she'd recognize his voice, and that she probably wouldn't let him in just like that. However, he couldn't just stand out here either. In the hall, by the girls' dorms. Yeah... that wasn't odd for a teacher at all. "I'm..." he almost choked on the word, never one to say the blasted phrase, "sorry." He sighed, relieved that it was out. "I'm a jerk, okay?" he continued, "and I know you're probably pretty pissed, but I'd like to explain. However, if you'd rather I don't, I'll just inform you that that I've moved your deadline. Giving you four days." He was being exceptionally nice; he wouldn't have given four entire days to just anybody, considering she was already quite late, but he was sort of apologizing by giving her extra time, something he would probably do for most if he'd treated them like he had Ness.

Nathan was well aware that he had pretty much kissed her, bringing up memories and emotions, before just... tossing her away like trash because he couldn't deal with his own actions. In which modern world was that okay? He was probably more furious with himself than she could ever be, which might be why he felt like he could easily take on a fuming woman. And that's what he was presuming Ness was doing; fuming. Especially judging by her stunt in the hall.