Stand in the spotlight. [Kyra]

[Saint Pitiful]

Classes being over for the day and the Great Hall full of people eating dinner. Saint made his way to the library. He really didn't have to study for anything as all his test where over with for the week. But it was a quite place to think when you wanted the time alone. Walking in he could see that there was really no one in the large room as most where eating or else where.

Making his way over to a large black arm chair that sat by a tall shelf of books. Sitting in the chair, he started to watch people walk up and down the hall ways. Some laughing and talking very loud and some not even making a sound. Combing a hand through his black hair, he gave a sigh. It was pretty quite, and not that he thought more about it, he was starting to hate it.

Reaching across a table that was close to him, he picked up a large book that sat on it. Opening the book down the middle of it, he shut it a little loud, just to see if he could get anyone to look at him.

[Kyra [Jane] Phoenix ♥]

After working hard for test she decided to relax but numbers of homeworks didn't let her. She decided to spend the evening doing her homeworks in the library. Her books had occupied the whole table where she sat. They were big ,thick and she hated them. Two more homeworks were left and she decided to take a break. She wanted to smoke but she couldn't because she was in the library. She picked up all half of the books and went to keep the back. Returning back to her seat she heard a noise. It was shutting of a book , she laughed. She knew the books in the library sucked and to her it seemed the guy shut the book with anger .

She picked up her books and sat next to the guy,'' I know library totally sucks. I can't even smoke here. ''

She opened her books and started copying the notes that were pending.

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[Saint Pitiful]

Saint looked up from the book his had just shut pretty loud when he heard the sound of a girl talking to him. He had to agree with her, libraries did pretty much suck at times. Hearing that you couldn't smoke in them was another bad thing. Yes, Saint did have a problem with the nasty habit as will, he would stop cause he found smoking to be gross, but he really didn't want to. He liked the feeling he would get from smoking. As he thought more about smoking he started to want a cigarette more.

"Well. After you are done with your work maybe we could go find a place where we can smoke at." He laughed some and layed the book he had just shut on the floor by his foot. It had been a really long day for him it was nice to just relax some.

[Kyra [Jane] Phoenix ♥]

She looked around , the library was empty and the librarian was sitting holding a book in her hand and pretending to read .Her eyes were moving here and there. Kyra had noticed that her eyes had got the hold of her, Kyra gave a fake smile to which the old women grinned widely. '' Eww, her smile makes me sick'' she muttered.

The boy was fun to talk with ,Kyra thought. ''Just two more pages left and i am done'' she said turning the pages. ''By the way i am Kyra'' she said with a smile. She wanted her work to get over as soon as possible because she was feeling to smoke. She couldn't stop thinking about it and neither control herself. Her hands were writing as fast as she could. '' So where will you want to go?''

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[Saint Pitiful]

Following Kyra eyes over to the librarian, he could see she held a book in her hands as if she was acting like she was reading. Watching Kyra give a fake smile and the librarian returning one. Saint couldn't help but grin at Kyra when she said the womans smile was sick. He had to agree with her on that.

He watched her work pretty fast on the pages she was working on. Saint could tell she really was in the need of a smoke now from the way she wrote. Putting his hands in the pockets of his jeans, his fingers touch the pack of cigarettes, how he wanted one so bad now. When she asked where they should go, Saint thought for a movement as he watched her pen move fast across the paper. "Hm...maybe somewhere on the grounds or up in one of the towers." Those where the spots Saint mostly picked to have a smoke. One spot was also his dorm, but he knew Kyra couldn't come with him there.

[Kyra [Jane] Phoenix ♥]

Kyra could feel a pack of cigarettes in her pocket.''Okay''. She had two copy down two long theories and submit her book the other morning before professor had asked about students who didn't give their books.She turned the pages of the book from where she was copying. It was a big essay and it would have taken three to four pages. She couldn't keep herself away from the packet of cigarette for such along time ,now she wanted to have the cigarette between her lips so bad. She tore a page from her the notes she was copying and folded the paper the kept it in her pocket. Writing four pages when she wanted to smoke would have killed her. Her patience was already dead. ''Damn!.''

She took a new page and began to write the shortest lines of the theories. '' She would never give books to borrow at this time to anyone'' she looked at the old women.

'' Except me'' she had one of the most commonly seen evil look at her face. '' Now wouldn't she?'' .

Her hands were moving faster than before on the book, she knew she could finish the small points and take the book to the common room to complete the four pages theories. She had a plan to get the book for the night

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[Saint Pitiful]

Saint's eyes still watching Kyra write very fast down things from the book. He could tell she was really in the need for a smoke, and it was hard when you had to work on something and you wanted to smoke so bad. He would get that a lot in a class that he couldn't pay attention in.

Hearing her talk about how she knew the librarian wouldn't let her borrow the book now, but she could find a way around it. He felt a grin come to his face as he heard this. Sticking his hands in the pocket on his jeans for a bit, his fingers rested on the pack of cigarettes that lied inside. He really need one, it was driving his mind crazy. But he would wait fr Kyra to finish. As it tried to take his mind off smoking for a second, it came to him that he hadn't told her his name when she had. "Ooh. I'm sorry I forgot to tell you. I'm Saint by the way." He said with a smile on his face.

[Kyra [Jane] Phoenix ♥]

Smoking was her weakness. She could do anything but she knew she had to control or else she would fall into trouble and that would trouble her aunt allot.Now, having no relation with her parents didn't worry her much. Instead she was much happy without them . She just remembered that day when she ignored the order of her mom and her mom slapped her. It was bad,really bad. The Strong hate that she was having for them now could even make her kill them if she wanted. She would have gone further thinking about things that just happened but she felt a pull,the guy whom she ha just joined ha said something. She looked up ,her changed look was slightly near to a sad face. Palely smiling she shut her books. ''Its pleasure meeting you Saint'' . Her work wasn't over and she had a plan.She was clever enough to get the book from the old librarian. She stood up holding the book and walked to wards the librarian. It took her a few minutes to talk to the old lady and get the book. She knew it was one easy thing.Sitting back on the chair, She grinned ,'' Got the book!''.
She packed her bag,keeping all the books in and then wore her bag. She could feel the cigarette packet now in her coat. She wasn't wearing the big green cloak as that annoyed her allot. ''So lets go?''

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[Saint Pitiful]

Watching Kyra get to her feet and walk to the counter in the front of the room, handing the book she had been holding to the older librarian. Watching her soon come back with the book after talking to her, Saint felt a smile come to his lips when her heard her say she got the book. Watching her pick up her bag, Saint got to his feet and nodded when she said they should go. Putting his hands in the pockets of his black jacket he could feel his cigarette pack touch his fingers, it made him want one really bad.

Walking down the hall he soon started up the tower steps, now and then he would look over his shoulder to see if Kyra was following him. When he would meet her eyes, a smile would come to his face.