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Blair casually walks the halls of Forester High as she goes back to her locker. When she spotted her best friend Jazzlyn standing at Blair's locker, waiting patiently, she broke out into a silly grin. Jazzlyn greeted her with an enthusiastic wave of her hand, her emerald eyes dancing with mirth.
"Guess who just walked by a couple of minutes ago!" the reddish brunette squeals with excitement.
Blair sighs, "Ziyad?"
Jazzlyn pouts, "Stop playing! Guess again."
The younger girl pretends to be deep in thought, "Hmmmm."
Jazzlyn rolls her eyes and hugs her books closer to her chest.
Blair giggles and finally humors her best friend, "Xen?"
"Spot on girl!" Jazzlyn smirks, "Why are you acting so annoyed and disgusted by that fact hm? I know you like himmmm~"
The brunette just sighs again, "I know that you know that I like him, but that doesn't mean I'm going to fangirl about him every time he just walks past me."
Jazzlyn leans back against the lockers and raises her eyebrows at her best friend skeptically, her books raised in a threat if Blair didn't state the obvious.
"Okay okay fine," Blair throws her hands up in defeat, "maybe I do like him..a little bit"
The reddish brunette smirks and gets up off Blair's locker, "And she finally admitted it."
Blair huffs and goes to collect her books from her locker. A bell rings right above their heads making the two wince. They look at each other before going to their first class of the day, English III.
Jazzlyn smirks as she watches her best friend watch Xen all the way across the room as he writes down notes religiously as if his life depended on it. Her smirk falls off though when she realizes that Blair doesn't have a chance. She never will. Xen can't fall in love with a regular human. It's against the clans' rules. And he's the heir. He has to marry Miriya.
Blair sighs quietly as she watches Xen talk with his sister Zenith and his best friend Ziyad.
Why do they all have such strange names? Even Jazzlyn...are their parents' friends or something? Conspiring to make their children's lives hard by giving such obscure names?
The brunette just snickers under her breathe before returning her attention to the board where Mrs. Zmich has finished writing down what she was talking about. Blair curses in her head when she realizes that she hasn't been taking notes like she should have been.
The two girls rush out of their last class as soon as the bell rings, fighting their way through the throng of students to over to get to their lockers. Once the books have been returned Blair meets Jazzlyn at her locker since it's closer to the entrance. The two giggle about some inside joke as they walk out. Once they exit the building Jazzlyn exhales loudly and stretches her arms above her head, causing Blair looking over at her friend amusedly.
"Someone's tired after Mr. Lattimore's class," Blair teased.
"Of course I'm tired!" Jazzlyn huffs in annoyance, "All he does is talk, talk, and talk. I get soooooo bored that I want to take a nap. But if I do and he catches me he'll flunk me!"
Jazzlyn pouts as Blair giggles and just pats her friend on the head as they walk towards their houses.
"At least spare me some pity!"
Blair turns around in front of Jazzlyn, sticking out her tongue before running away as Jazzlyn runs after her spluttering indignantly. The older girl's hair raises up slightly reveal a necklace chain, hidden in her clothes. Her hair flies back down and the moment is gone. The magic fizzling back into invisibility.