“A prodigy, huh?” Marshall grinned.

“Maybe she and I can become better acquainted seeing as we’ll both be majoring in Drama.”

“I just don’t get one thing. How did she end up in year as us? A Third year? She’s only eighteen!” Derik questioned.

“You clearly weren’t listening. Prodigy!” Marshall emphasized the word as if it was gold.

“David you better get the truth out of Jason when you see him!” Derik ordered.

“Get it yourself! I got to get going.” I left them before I could hear any more of their talk. Heading towards my next class I happened to pass by the music room, a sweet melody pleaded to be heard beyond the door that sealed it in.

Peering through the small window of the door… I suppose I really couldn’t have been surprised, after all she did say she was minoring in Music; but why had her violin’s song halted me in my tracks? Why couldn’t I take my eyes off of her?

Her hair that had appeared silver a few nights ago were platinum blond with a hint of ‘gold’ weaved into it that glinted and reflected the rays of sun that filtered into the room through the windows.

She paled skin now shone a healthier in the sun compared to her bleak, deathly appearance back in English Lit.

The song halted she took the violin in one hand along with her bow and swept her hair to the side. She picked up a pencil scribbling something on her music score. When she noticed me and just shrugged. I quickly got moving not wanting to seem ‘stupidly-weird’.

No matter what, I just couldn’t focus all through any of my classes; back in my room I had thought Jason wouldn’t show up; but as it happens he entered our room and flung his backpack on his bed taking a sheet by his desk. All without even acknowledging me; he went to open a physics book and started making notes.

“You and your friends are all in her English Literature class, right?” Jason asked not lifting his head up from whatever he was studying.

“Yeah…” I was cautions somehow I figured he’d lecture me on how we should stay away from her, instead he remained silent.

Some time passed and he finally turned in his seat to look at me.

“If she causes any problems anywhere, whether for you or anyone else, tell me! If you’re aware of any classes she skips, tell me! And if she sneaks off to the Devon Mansion again like last night, never keep it from me again!” He fell silent; how’d he known where she was? She was clearly intent on keeping it from him, surely she had not told him.

“Stalk her if you must, but report anything about her to me. And finally, don’t dare ‘touch’ her.” And that was the warning I had waited for!

“How’d she end up as a third year?” I asked more curious than ever.

“Prodigy…” Jason’s smirked acted as the signal that I should have ‘guessed’, but prodigy in what? Drama? Music? Photography? Literature? Language? What? I thought to myself.

“In everything she tries and likes!” Jason answered my unspoken question.

“Unfortunately with that genius mind of hers, come a messed up personality. I do ask for forgiveness in advance for any ‘wrong’ she might commit towards you and those ‘friends’ of yours!” He sneered; did he know of Richard and her ‘hate’ for each? Or was it just that he shared her ‘unsociable’ nature? No it had to be something else… Little would I know it had nothing if not anything to do with us that he would speak with ‘disgust’ about my ‘friends’, no instead it was a thought that plagued him every time he mentioned the word, a plague that originated with circumstances surrounding Cairi…