Alya's POV

That newbie girl has been staring at me for straight 2 hours today. Her violet eyes just never leave me and looks at me like I've suddenly grown a third leg or something. 

I pretended to drop my pencil so I can swoop another glimpse of her. 

She looked darn pretty. Her hair was so wavy and the orange-ness in her hair almost looked natural. There was a beautiful gleam in her hair that would make a lot of boys cry. I glanced at her one more time and our eyes met. Her eyes contained blazing fire. 

Awkward. 

I turned back immediately, nibbling at the end of my mechanical pencil. Why is she keep staring at me like that? 

"Dude, stop waving your head like a crazy person," Nino hissed beside me. 

Ever since she and Adrien had started dating, Marinette had ruthlessly ditched me to sit next to Adrien which left Nino blinking at me in every single class, right beside me. 

"When you stop having that face on," I poked Nino's face with the mechanical pencil. "You keep looking at me like I did something wrong." 

Nino rolled his eyes, his fingers dancing on the phone screen under his desk. "You always do something wrong, remember last science project? You literally got us an F," he whined. 

"I didn't get us an F, it was a D, and if you didn't want to get a D, shouldn't you at least try to help me?" I protested, poking him more aggressively. 

"I think I helped you enough," Nino raised both hands, a surrender pose. 

"You think you helped me enough," I laughed. "Not enough, man." 

Then the bell rang and even before the bell ended, I had all my things gathered neatly, out of the classroom, ready to barge out of school. 

"Wait." 

I jumped, wide-eyed, and whipped around to meet the most intense purple eyes. She reached out her hand and placed it firmly on my shoulders. 

"We need to talk." 

Behind her, I caught a glimpse of Patrick sulking around like a stalker. I blinked and managed to bob my head up and down. 

Trixie smiled, "Good." 

Then with a stern yank, she dragged me outside the school and jammed me on the bench that Marinette and I used to sit a lot before she started having dates with him 24/7 in any slip of time. 

"I know it's gonna be surprising and all," Trixie started. "But . . ." She seemed to hesitate a lot. It was weird; she was outgoing and stuff but now she seemed to be really considerate. 

"Uh, are you okay?" I asked. 

Trixie stared right at me. "Do you mind if I go to your house this afternoon? I have something real important to say. Real important." 

Her eyes told me something bad was going to happen if I said no. So I meekly nodded my head once more. 

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Nino's POV

Okay, let me say this straight; I have a life on my own, which meant I could choose to go into the boy's bathroom whenever I wanted and exit whenever I wanted. It's part of human rights, right? 

My human rights were being evaded right now. 

"Uh, you want to come to my house?" I blinked, pointing at myself once more. 

Wayne nodded solemnly. Then he broke into a grin. "Hey, nothing serious, okay? I just wanted to be closer; you look like a pretty cool guy." 

I smiled. "Yo thanks, man. Why not?" 

Wayne smirked and let go of my sleeve. I rubbed my shoulders; boy that newbie was strong. It's like he's been trained in punching random things at random times. 

Shuddering, I slipped out of the bathroom. 

"What took you so long?" Patrick nudged me, smirking. 

I shrugged, "Wayne." 

Patrick looked at me, looking worried and almost sympathetic. He sighed and mumbled with a pitiful voice. It sounded like 'I knew it was going to be you'. 

I raised an eye brow. "What?" 

Patrick shook his head. "Whatever." 

Then we marched on. 

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Trixx's POV

That was the most fullest conversations I've ever made since I became free. I barely said more than a word at a time but at least I purged out a sentence in the end. I hope I didn't look that lame. 

I bumped into Wayzz just as school ended. He pulled me out of the crowd and said in a low voice, "I'm not going straight to Master Fu's today." 

I shrugged, "So am I." 

Wayzz didn't look surprised at all. He rolled his eyes and said, "I knew you'd be rushing things now. Just don't make any wrong decisions, remember last time Plagg—"

"I know," I cut him off. 

I knew that story. I heard it a million times. And I couldn't help admire Plagg for that. Of course it wasn't right for him bring a death curse but the colossal amount of power intrigued me. A lot. The way Plagg could summon so much power like that. Why didn't I think of using that for good before? 

"I know you know," Wayzz said. "Just be careful, alright?" 

I actually wanted to punch Wayzz in a genuine for the first time in an age—okay, half a century, whatever. I knew Wayzz was just doing his job, that's why Master Fu sent him with me in the first place, so he can monitor me. 

But I absolutely hated it when people always expected me to make all the wrong choices, assuming me that I was simply a lying vixen. 

"Okay," I snapped and whirled away. 

Wayzz didn't say anything, he knew my temper was short. 

He dealt with it. 

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Wayzz's POV

As soon as Trixx left, I punched the wall. Trixx didn't know it, but whenever she was annoyed, something triggered inside me, like I had a separate heart that connected to Trixx's. Stress or disappointment stirred me the most. 

If Trixx ever figured out that I knew what bad feeling she had, she was going to kill me. 

I actually don't know where this thing came from. I must be like a magnet that attracts the oddest powers, from mind-reading to heart-reading. 

I once told this to Nooroo, the expert of powers, and he simply told me that it was probably because Trixx and I went through so much together. 

I snorted and slung my back pack. 

We didn't go through so much together. 

We just happened to be there when the worst happened. 

Nino appeared beside me. "Hey, do you know Trixie?" he asked, curiosity embedded in his voice. 

I shrugged, "Whatever, let's go, Nino." 

Sometime it was hard to cut a line between me and Trixx. 

I'm going to throw in Plikki next time. <3 Oh and do you know the ship name of Wayzz and Trixx? I'm calling it Applepie (after Cheesecake) for now

Jue