"You were talking to him again, what did he want." I heaved a breath, I knew I would be dew for this Confrontation from Blair, right when my butt hit the seat.

"He, um, well," I did not want to give away the fact that he thought I was onto something, Blair would lecture me about my wrekless mind to no end. "He was just asking how I was doing."

I hated lying to my best friend, it was something that left me with a pit forming in my stomach. She said nothing, going back to spooning her breakfast.

"He gave you a pastry," she observed, not really meeting my eyes. I nodded, staring at the breakfast food that sat a reminder of the mornings events. I was the only one at the whole table who had one, the rest of the elites sat together on the balcony, Allison the only girl up there.

She sat, and I could tell she felt like a million bucks, her father was the president of the council, and she thought she was a princess, forcing everyone else to feel less then her.

"Do you know who he is?" I blinked, being forced back into reality by the sound of my friends voice. Delia looked up as well, noticing me for the first time.

I looked The direction she was gazing, to see him sitting there, the boy with the red plate, he was talking to a group of boys a year older then I, they appeared very interested in what he had to say, nodding in agreement.

"No," I mumbled, turning to meet Delia's ice blue eyes. She was of the same class as I, her father was a docter, but only for those of our class and above. She picked at her bread, and I could tell she wanted to ask me about my breakfast choice, but she was one who always had to appear as though she were miss proper.

"It's from Conrad," I blurted, grinning as her eyes grew wide. She clamped her mouth shut a second later, contemplating her words carefully. Blair squeaked beside me, still in shock that he would allow me such a breakfast.

"You know what this means don't you?" Megan spoke up for the first time. She was a tall girl, with pale skin and slick black hair. She was the bossy one of the group, one who was quick to voice her opinion, so it was a shock that she had kept quiet this long.

"We already discussed it yesterday" Blair shot out, standing up to put her dish away. I picked at my food, not really feeling like eating, since I seamed to be the topic of all the gossip.

"He does not have me in mind," I half screamed, wanting to get the message across. "If anything, he will want a girl like," my eyes fell on the group who sat aimlessly on the balcony, Conrad was in deep Conversation with his father, Allison was picking at her breakfast, seaming rather disinterested. " someone like Allison."

"Oh please, why does everyone think she is so high and mighty?" Megan fluffed up her hair. Her father was one of the cooks, for the elete. There were two types of cooks, those who cooked for the poor were considered poor, the class that Blair resided in. Those who cooked for the elete were in the middle class.

Blair associated with us because her mother had grown up in the middle class, however, she married without Concent and was forced down to be in the lowest class.

Everyone scrutinized her, which resorted in her becoming a guarded person, who would never dare make a scene of herself.

"It is because she is," Delia had her eyes on me as she said this statement, her icy eyes resembled something of jealousy, a thing I had gotten used to from her.

She may be proper, and always have to look as though she has it together, but if someone Else gets an ounce of attention, she is the one who will force you out of The spotlight for her own self gain. In a classy way may I add.

"It really doesn't matter," I asserted, much wanting to switch the topic off of the boy who sent my stomach into a roller coaster of twists and turns. He could get under my skin in the most sneaky of ways, and I didn't like the way he made me feel.

He did not tell me anything directly.

We kept the gossip to a bear minimum for the rest of breakfast, discussing upcoming events and school lessons.

I filed into my first lesson that morning, my book bag falling down on the floor next to my seat. I yanked out my slate, placing the chalk down next to it.

"Ladies, welcome to A woman's role in society," I gazed out the window as Miss Laurence prattled on. The clouds had melted away, replaced by bright sunlight, oh how much I would love to be out there at this moment.

"A woman must always keep her back straight and chin up, as though there is a string attached to the top of her head. Much different from the way Miss Drew is sitting."

At the mention of my name I jerked my head around, meeting the teachers disapproving stare. She had never been fond of me, always making a spectacle of my actions. I had learned to ignore it, I didn't care really anyway, it wasn't like I was ever going to be a full bread lady anyway.

"Sorry Miss," I stated, straightening up. She just glared in response, continuing with her little speech. 

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"Come on, some of us are going to the rooftop." I blinked, stopping on my way down the steps to look at Megan. She stood there expectantly, her hair pulled up into a high ponytail.

"Who else is going?" I asked, my mind jumping back to the last time a group of us had gone jumping from rooftop to rooftop.

"I don't know, Blair,Shya. and a few others." I nodded, chewing the inside of my cheek.

"What have I got to loose," I admitted, gathering up my things and joining her, the sun was beginning to go down, light pouring in from behind the trees.

We slipped in through the side entrance, attempting to conceal our footsteps as we patted through the velvet lined halls of the council building. Since when had my group of friends grown so daring. This type of behavior wasn't forbidden, however it wasn't accepted either.

"Coming aren't you?"Megan whispered, pushing open a crawl space. It was silent in here, apart from the door creaking closed behind us. We were not allowed to be creeping under the rooms of the council members, but at the end of this hidden space there was a latter that led up to the roof.

I had discovered this hidden passage a few years back, after running from some seventh year boys. I had slammed into the wall, and the passage had jolted open, I had closed it just before they darted around the corner.

"It reeks in here," Megan complained, stoping to look back at me. I covered a laugh, as she pressed on, disappearing behind a corner.

I followed after her, my knees scraping and hands pressed hard against the wooden floor with every proceeding movement. Light was not existent in this part of the tunnel, so we continued by memory, Megan quite a ways ahead of me now.

""Yes Laurence I understand." I froze in place, at the sound of a voice that came from a room above  is. Laurence was my father, but what was he doing talking with one of the high council men?

I lingered there a moment, my ears straining for any further confrontation, but when none came, I decided it was best to keep going.

Without thinking I pushed my palm down on the floor with haste, eager to catch up with my friend.

My breath hitched at the shock that split through my body. Pain seathed through my hand from where I had just placed it seconds ago.

I yanked it up, my eyes barely able to make out the crimson liquid that now streamed from the middle of my palm. In the faint light, I spotted a jagged nail, poking out of the poorly placed in piece of wood, the contents of my hand pooled around it.

My breaths were rough, as I clambered myself foreword, with every proceeding movement it felt as though I might faint. "M megan," I whispered out, when all I got in return was silence, I let myself fall, blood oozed down my arm, my vision growing blurry as I leaned back, allowing my hand to fall limp, as I attempted to Saddle onto any other thought that didn't contain the linings of extreme pain I was experiencing at that moment.

My eyelids became increasingly heavy as I continued to wait, I wasn't sure what I was waiting for, but I hoped that they would finish up with roof jumping and come back soon.

For now, all I could do was wait.

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