No one's fault. "I agree. No one is to blame." And everyone suffered. Her more than them, though it was an unknowing suffering. A happy unknowing suffering up until the time she'd woke up to go running with him. Now that she was all splayed out on her belly though, it wasn't so bad. "You should tell her. All the time until she concedes." That's what guys were supposed to do, right? Tell you how beautiful you were everyday? At least the one you liked lots.

She didn't need to hear that daily from Treyen, and she didn't want her distraction telling it to anyone else. Ever.

Hair was in her face. Slightly damp strands sticking to her forehead, keeping her fingers busy as he spoke, but she was listening. "Maybe... you should show me what your wearing next time, before you leave so I can approve." Not that she'd expected him to listen or anything, but she needed visuals. Cause with Ellie, it mattered.

"If she didn't amend the statement, then it was official I think." Because surely Ellie would have caught that word and changed it if she didn't want to go on a date with him. But what did she KNOW? "It totally counts."

Well, there they go. This was probably the first time that they agreed on something so easily and after such little time. If this is what it felt like, then he'd rather be arguing with Arya for quite some time.

Ha. Treyen turned his face away from Arya, because he could feel himself blushing. "I'll try," but Ellie was even more stubborn than him, it wouldn't be easy. He knew that much. And he WILL be telling her. No doubt about it.

Wait, wait, what?!

Treyen sat up, almost immediately. A Lockhart didn't need advice on outfits, okay? And while he did pick out things according to mood, or weather, he dressed nicely. "I could show you, sure, but no approving necessary," he said, with a small smile, "Thanks, though," plus, Chandler sort of knew about clothes...and they shared a dormitory. Surely he could be of help in case he ever needed it.

But there may be other things Arya could help him with. Just...this wasn't the place nor the time, and he didn't have the least idea of what could she possibly help him with.

"You're right," he said, nodding, eyes on her as he spoke, but they soon wandered off to the Castle, "She did agree to a second date, so, yeah, the last one was certainly the first."

"Ah, that makes it a bit more interesting." Cass answered with a smile before trying to figure out who could be the poor lad and lassie who were at the center of the rumor mill this time.

"Well, its not Fee and Hugo." Cass said as she ticked off one finger for each 'eliminated' each pair "They settled their differences a few days ago.." Then she ticked off another finger as she mentioned Freya and Eliot, after all, it seems like if the boy even had feelings for Freya, well...she doesn't even notice. It wasn't Kurumi and Connor, or Heather and Ed..

Then who was it???!

Then she placed a finger under her chin as she thought deeply before looking back up at Christopher to ask "Are they really close friends of mine?"

It was painful to see Cass list off all these names. As she went down the list one by one, she was bound to figure it out sooner or later, especially due to Christopher's behaviour. He was quite obviously awkward about the whole thing, but then again, he was always rather awkward and just odd. The lion didn't know half of the people she listed off, but it still didn't matter. Again, it'd end up with the same two people left. Them.

Are they really close friends of hers? Yes. He should say so.

"I'd consider them to be pretty close to you." Close as in friendship wise and in distance wise! Heh, nerdy puns.

Arya noticed the face turning and smiled, but said nothing. No need to make him blush more. Plus she was certain he would tell her more than enough times.

A bit startled by his movement, she paused her task of fixing her hair and blinked at him a bit. She shrugged her shoulders lightly. "I can live with that. So long as I get to see the outfit." Because he wasn't being very descriptive now, and probably wouldn't be later. Probably was a guy thing.

Heh. "Second date?" She quit messing with her hair and rolled back onto her back, arms splayed out at her sides. "In Hogsmeade or around the castle?" Arya was mildly surprised that she had only kept it down to one question, but then again this had sunk in, his and Ellie dating now. Enough to calm her down a bit.

Why did she need to see the outfit? Seriously, Arya was becoming more like a girl by the second. Except, she was a girl, so it was kind of okay and expected that she acted like one, yes? "Sure thing, I'll make sure you see me before I even leave the Common Room," was she a happy badger now?

It was all still rather odd to him, but if it managed to distract her from everything that worried her, then he had no problem. No problem at all.

"Yes, second," he nodded, with a smile, "Around the Castle, probably," not Hogsmeade. First, he'd rather see her Friday night, and Hogsmeade didn't happen until Saturdays, and...in, like, two weeks from now, so, yeah, either around the Castle or inside. He still needed to figure out a couple things AND make up that story.

He still had homework to do. Sigh.

But, wait, "Why do you ask?" it seemed like the place was kind of the last thing Arya needed to know, right?

"Oh." Cass said in surprise, she had a lot of friends, yes, but had only a few people who were close to her...

Well, like she said earlier, it couldn't possibly be Fee or Freya. and she highly doubted that it involved Levi...after all, he made it quite clear last term that he was not having any kind of doubts.

"Well then...that sort of leaves you..." Cass said slowly as she frowned in confusion "But then...who's the gir---" She continued, but was unable to finish her sentence when understanding dawned over her.

"Oh hell no!" She said in denial as her eyes widened in shock, she probably looked like a girl who was accused of something totally untrue, but in reality, she was silently, desperately wondering who spilled the news.

Evan nodded at the offer. He hadn't been to the treehouse yet. In fact, he hadn't been there since... fourth grade? Because it wasn't there for the past two years... Merlin, time did flow fast.

Shrugging to himself, he said "Sure, let's go!" And maybe they could find Iris there, and he would introduce them to each other, and they would become friends? Yeah? Iris liked there, after all... Hopefully.

Cass looked shocked. She seemed like it was something totally new to her, this rumor. So it was just a rumor! Christopher sighed in relief and relaxed a little. "So it's not true then? You seem to be quite as shocked as I was." He chuckled a little.

But wait. Cass didn't like him. And he basically just admitted that he did have some sort of feelings for her, though he hadn't really worked them out yet. So now she thought he liked her and that he was some sort of coward who believed all rumors. And Christopher James was not a coward.

Her eyes flew down to the ground when Christopher asked if it wasn't true, she didn't want to lie to him, but obviously he wasn't so keen on the idea of her liking him.

She was pretty sure her face was terribly flushed at the moment, but with a deep calming breath, she forced herself to look him in the eye and asked cleverly "What do you think?"

This was a rather difficult question. He didn't know what to think. She seemed to be joking around, and so he decided to answer the question back in such a way. But despite this, he was sure that she had seen the confusion and uncertainty in his eyes. The seriousness. It all could've told her what he was feeling. The boy kind of did like Cass, but this was all so sudden. If things had gone his way, they would've ended up together when they were older, and this was if Violet and Nathan were out of the picture. He looked her directly in the eyes, but when he spoke it was softer, more timid.

"I really don't know."

"Ah." Cass simply said. Then she kept quiet for a minute before saying once more. She knew she should have left it at that, but she couldn't, she just couldn't. She needed to know.

"Let's say...for argument's sake, that the rumor was 100% true..." Cass started cautiously "Would you like me back? What would you do about it?"

Selina walked around the grounds with her arms tucked under her arm pits. It was getting colder at Hogwarts, but Selina would refuse to change her attire until the first snow had come. The snow. She remembered how beautiful it had been last winter. How she and Kurumi had goofed off in the snow, how she and Adam had had a heart to heart, how Selina almost broke her face with Violet on the ice. All good memories. She was sure that she would have similarly good memories with her friend's this year, but one was missing. He hadn't died, but he might as well have. And yet in Selina's mind she had seen him so often in her visions that she could not let go of her older brother.... because he was still with her, in a way.

She sat down near the front gate and felt the crunch of the turf under her body. The Earth, she was still her connected to the Earth. Her visions had not yet consumed her. But how much longer? And yet in this moment she did not care, she just wished that Adam would have sent her a letter or something... because she had always been there for him in his times of need.

CeCe figured if she would be stuck in this school for the next 5 years of her life, she might as well support the country. She pulled her jacket closer to her neck allowing it to warm up her whole entire mid section, at the very least.Far off she spotted a lonely red head sitting on the snow.

She had never experienced snow, so it was all new to the Mexican Chica. Why was it that everything this year was new to her?Finding new friends, leaving her job, being caught up in the middle of something that didn't really involve her, being somewhere she didn't want to be. It was all so new to her, just like leaving school for the first time with uncertainty and fear, and excitement running through her veins.

"Selina..."CeCe simply addressed the girl.

Selina was lost in her thoughts. They engulfed her like the sea did that one day with Kurumi and yet both girls did not mind at all. Because sometimes being lost makes finding yourself the best journey.

But then her bubble was popped. She didn't even need to see the face. She knew it was CeCe. That girl knew how to make her blood boil, then again so did anyone if they got Selina in the wrong mood. Yet when she looked up she could not find the energy to make a comment like she usually would. Instead she found the most ubsurd outfit she had ever bore witness to. Her laughter erupted wildly as she shook back and forth, "What. Are. You. Wearing?" It was a National Pride throw up.

CeCe looked down at her outfit, smiling widely. She didn't care that Selina did not support her country, CeCe looked good supporting another's country.

"Y what are you wearing!? God, I'd be embarassed to wear something that looked like a mass of colored throw up that you can't even tell what it's made out of. Don't be jealous cause I got fashion and money..Some people just make it better in this world- obviousmente you aren't one of them..."CeCe answered with a dance

Selina was not even fazed by her insult. She was laughing to hard to even notice. It was bloody brilliant her entire get up. And Selina had National Pride but that was a National Crime. She tried to calm herself down by deep breathing but her cackling only increased when she opened her eyes and saw the awful red shoes.

After a few minutes she had calmed down somewhat and she said, "Sorry," she wiped a tear, "but that is just bloody awful. Who gave you that?"

"I got it myself...Sorryyyyyyyyyy...Sorry that London has such different odd fashion sense than Mexico City...I mean..Really...What are you wearing? It's winter...You are trying to be tough in una summer dress and you are probably freezing your assests off...Really?CeCe couldn't believe anyone as unintelligent as Selina, wearing a summer dress in the middle of fall/winter time..The girl had such a hard time putting up a image that failed miserably.At least CeCe dressed in clothes she would be wearing back in Mexico...

Tell me something...Are you really comfortable in that...You're a athlete you must be having a difficult time being someone you aren't right now..At least I am staying true to who I am..."CeCe spoke in a soft, mean voice.

Selina's voice came to a cold stop. Here this girl went again being all self-righteous. If she wanted to have any friends she would have to learn to take a little abuse. Everyone at this school dished it out- not with the intention to be mean, just to joke. But CeCe had completely missed the boat on this trend. And she meant the word trend in every sense of the word.

She quickly stood up and looked CeCe dead in the eye, "First off... I'm wearing a shirt and jeans, that's much different from a dress. Second it isn't even snowing so calm yourself. Third, who do you think you are coming off like you know me? You don't know a damn thing about me and maybe that is why you have such issues with people at this school. Because you can't take a joke or someone poking fun at you. This whole I'm too bloody proud thing is annoying. You're sense of entitlement is not only offensive, but wildly unattractive."

It was true. How Adam ended up liking her was beyond Selina.

"Ok...I can't take a joke..You were rudely laughing at me first..I just returned it...No..I don't know you..Thank god, you blow up like dynamite..HotHeaded little...I am calm..I'm not the one screaming at my classmate,am I?"CeCe answered back with, smiling as she continued.

"I am to be wild...So back to the whole joke thing..Hit me with one..See if I have a sense of humor...And you don't know me either...I had a troubled past...OK! I've had to overcome so many things..And it still lives with me..."CeCe furrowed her eyebrows but then went back to breathing more normal.

"I didn't yell at you, first off. I was more like whispering if you want to get technical. And you know what CeCe... yeah I have a bad temper. But I was laughing at your attire, not you. It is ruddy awful. And you know what? I've had people do the same thing to me on some of my clothing. Case and point- Kurumi makes fun of my clothes all the time. But it is not meant to be mean hearted it is just something people do. And if the roles were reversed and I showed up in something Merlin awful you would have laughed too. Not to be mean, but because it was funny. So stop taking everything so seriously. People in this country aren't out to get you... contrary to what you believe."

When she demanded a joke Selina rolled her eyes, "I'm not your child. You can't order me to just tell you a joke. How old do you think I am?"

But the thing that set Selina off the most was the troubled past comment, "You're joking right? YOU got to be on a television show with millions of adoring fans. YOU have your own income. YOU personally are rich. YOU were probably popular as all hell over in Mexico. YOU have a boy who gives you all of the attention in the world, regardless of what he promised her ex-girlfriend. YOU have no room to say anything about troubled. I have a troubled past... I have a troubled now!"

Selina's internal monologue was raging. She wanted to yell that she was crippled by the future and had no control over it. She wanted to yell that she grew up with two adoring parents, but they worked ALL the time and she spent her summers alone. She wanted to yell that she had lost her sister! She wanted to... but these were all her secrets. The ones that people, a select few, only knew parts of.

She went quite..Everyone had a troubled past, each different in their own way. Whatever CeCe considered troubled for her, Selina probably thought it was nothing.

Selina didn't even know the beginning of it.CeCe, at the age of 6 had been involved in a traumatic car accident, she had a prosthesis on her right leg. All the humilaliton she had faced as a child, all the staring eyes. All the adults telling CeCe she couldn't do anything because her leg stopped her from being normal...It was so much.

She experienced several epilsesy...She was afraid of herself sometimes, how her friends might see her as someone crazy because her head would jerk or because CeCe saw things or heard things that weren't there.

And taking medication only made it worse for CeCe. Taking medication gave her the idea that she was a danger to society...A danger to mankind itself, she could hurt someone and not even know about it because she thought something had been going on when it wasn't.

CeCe's parents didn't care. CeCe was on the show, but she wasn't the star of the show she made that all up..She worked backstage behind all the glitz and glamour. She lived with her Aunt Rosa because her parents had...

"Don't even get me started..."She responded in a hoarse voice, as her car accident swam through her head at the moment..

Selina watched as CeCe seemed to go off into a trance land. She was there for a few minutes and then returned to the land of the living very hoarse and teary. Suddenly Selina felt awful. But this fight was not all of her fault. In her mind she had not meant the laughter to be mean, she just laughed because it was funny. CeCe had taken it way too seriously, but now looking at all of the emotion in her face Selina felt awful. Maybe she did have trauma too... everyone did.

Then she awkwardly put her hand out and patted CeCe's shoulder, "Ugh there there..." Comforting people? Not her strongest suit.

CeCe glanced up. Utterly surprised by Selina's best attempt to be nice to CeCe.

If Selina could do it, why couldn't CeCe? Slightly turning aside, wiping away her tears CeCe faced Selina back.

"Gracias...I know I fight with you a lot..It's just...I really don't know what's wrong with me..And I think that's why I'm a bit like how I am...I don't want people knowing about the real CeCe...Gracias....Ami...Amiga.."CeCe said gratefully. Slowly, very slowly, in case Selina attacked her, CeCe put up her arms and hugged Selina...

Selina froze with her arms glued to her sides as CeCe hugged her. Again... affection with people that she did not know that well was an issue with her. But the girl was hurting so Selina slowly, looking around the area making sure that no one was around, pulled her arms away from being super glued to her sides. Then she wrapped her arms around the girl and awkwardly patted her back, "It's okay... friend?" The word was foreign to Selina when it came to this girl. But when they stopped fighting for two minutes she was not SO horrible.

Adam had done good... although she still was not happy with the future self Adam... and his lack of sending his baby sister letters.