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Mell 
Oliver was coming back from Waylon's hut. He had no idea where that man disappeared to but every time he tried to go and talk to his friend, he was never there. Oh well his friend was going to get quite the surprise when he held his next class and it wouldn't be Olly's fault that the Groundskeeper didn't get told. You can't tell someone something when they're never around. Of course he could have left a note. But where was the fun in that?
He was walking along the corridor, heading back towards the castle when he spotted a familiar looking blonde walking his way. His lips twitched into a smirk and his hand automatically dived into his pocket where he had tucked the piece of parchment, William had given him. Oliver had been carrying it around ever since for just such an occasion where he might run into Cece.
She wasn't even looking where she was going either. Even better. Oliver stopped right in front of her.
Cece had just about made it to the courtyard when she seen a pair of shoes stopped right in her pathway. Really, did whoever was wearing those shoes not see her walking here?
Looking up she was sure it was going to be one of those bratty students but it wasn't. No, it was... Oliver.
Of course. He's just as bad as some of these students around here.
"Really Oliver, you have to stop right here... in my pathway?" Because obviously this corridor wasn't wide enough for the both of them to walk through at the same time.
Well not with his big head anyway.