The weekend was over and everyone is back in school. So far nobody is asking about the night of my performance. It looks like my spell worked after all. Nobody remembers a thing, except for me and Andrew. 

Speaking of which, I haven't seen Andrew at all this morning. I wonder where he could be. 

As the bell, I closed my locker door and headed to class. But I was stopped. The jocks from before... "You little tramp." The leader of the group slams his hand against the lockers, trapping me in front of him. "Think you could get away from us? We aren't finished yet." He glares. 

"Please leave me alone..." I say in a low tone. I really didn't want to deal with this, this morning. 

"Nobody's going to save you this time sweetheart." He grabs my wrist and yanks me towards him, causing me to wince in pain. 

"Let go!" I cry out. 

"You just learn your lesson, do you?" My eyes widen when I hear Andrew's voice. He was walking down the hall to us. 

"You again." The jock growled as his friends backed away in fear a bit. 

"Looks like you didn't learn your lesson last time. Maybe I should beat the lesson into your thick skull." Andrew glares back and cracks his knuckles. "Leave. Her. Alone." 

"Tch." Was all the jock said and left with his friends. I sighed in relief once they left. 

"Thank you..." I said while frowning. 

"Take it you go through stuff like this all the time?" Andrew asks while walking over to me. 

"Mhm..." I nodded my head. "You didn't have to do that, you know." 

"And let them finish what they started? I'm not going to stand around for that to happen." 

To change the subject I asked, "Are you just now getting to school?" 

"Yep." He smiles. 

"You know you're late for class." 

"And? I told you I don't go to class. I don't even come to school most days." He shrugs his shoulders. So he's also a rebel. 

"Well, I need to get to class. Where will you be?" 

"On the roof." He points with his thumb. 

"Okay." I nodded and headed to class. While class was in session, I couldn't focus for some reason. I felt as if something was off. 

~Third Person's POV~

While Melody was in class, Claude was watching her from a distance. I stood in a tree and eyes Melody closely. Seeing her made him smirk. 

'A delicate little thing.' He thought. He didn't forget their first encounter and the night of her performance.

How it felt when he touched her and held her against him. He could almost feel her passionate soul. Just the thought of it made him smirk even more and grow very hungry for her. 

'Soon, my little magician. I will have you~' 

~Melody's POV~

Class was finally done. When I walked out of the classroom, Andrew stood beside the door, causing me to blink with confusion. 

"Andrew? I thought you were on the roof." I said to him. 

"I got bored. And I wanted to come check on you just in case." He replied back. 

"You don't have to do that." I said, holding my books closer to my chest. But he shrugged his shoulders. 

"What's the matter? You look down all the sudden." 

"It's nothing. I... I just have the strangest feeling." I felt like I was being watched the whole time during class. I must be going paranoid. "It's fine." I shake my head. 

"Are you still worried about those investigators? Everyone is talking about them, but I haven't seen them around. So you don't have to think about it." He reassures me. But I still have the feeling that they aren't going to give up. 

They already know what I can do and know I'm responsible for those school closings. I don't think they are going to stop searching for me. But why aren't they at the school? This would be the first place they'll look, right? 

"Melody?" Andrew calls out my name, snapping me out of my thoughts. 

"Hmm? Sorry. I was lost in thought." 

"Do you want to hang out after school?" 

"Sure. I would like that." I lightly smile. 

"Great. See you then." He said and walked off as the second bell rung. During our second class, I read through my spell book while the teacher gave us his lecture on today's subject. 

I would like to know more about the investigators. I can't get it out of my head that those two butler looking men weren't phased by my music. They were immune to it somehow. 

Are they not human? 

~Ciel's POV~ 

At the end of the day we went back to Northdale High to ask questions about the girl, Melody. Thanks to the Principal, we found out about Melody's schedule. Her first subject was History, and that's where we went. 

The teacher's name was named Mr. George. 

"Melody? What do you want to know about her? There isn't much to tell except she's quiet in class and she does well on the quizzes and tests." He tells us. 

"Did you find anything strange about her when she comes to your class?" I ask. 

"Not really. Except for she is the last to leave my class." 

"Anything else?" Alois questioned. 

"She does go to the music room a lot, but I take it that must be her next class. She's a quiet girl. But she does look like she's sad all the time. Believe me, I've tried to ask her if she was alright but she said she was fine. I don't like to pry into my student's personal life because it's none of my business." 

This man doesn't know anything about what Melody can do. She's a distant girl in this school and knows how to keep a low profile of herself. I don't think any of her teachers know about her doing. Not even the principal. 

"Do you know if the girl has any parent or guardian by any chance?" Sebastian questioned and Mr. George shook his head. 

"I always see her walk home. And we have no contact of her parent or guardian. I think she's just a teen living on her own." 

"No parent or guardian?" Alois raised an eyebrow. So this girl is basically by herself. A silent girl who is into music and lives by herself, but also isn't human. 

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