[color=f26522][H2]Cassandra[/h2][/color]
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Cassandra's last interaction with Dominique Astorio had gone about as well as she'd expected.  She spent much of the rest of the day alone in the school library.  As much as she hated being the "perfect student," studying had become her safe space after years of being the only alone time she got.  Well, that and staying up when she wasn't supposed to.  

When it was so late that she felt she couldn't avoid it anymore, Cassandra closed her book of runes and trudged out of the library, making her slow way toward the noble dorms.

Unlike some of the students tonight, she took no great notice of how much security had seemed to increase.  She was used to being under watch and well guarded, and the most mind she paid the continuation of this trend was to be slightly disappointed.  

She walked into their shared living space, tring to do so with a swagger.  

[color=f26522]"Hey, jerkwad."[/color]  She waited a beat, but there was no answer.  [color=f26522]"Dickhead?"[/color] Still nothing.  [color=f26522]"Fuckface?"[/color]

Finally she got up enough courage to peer into his room, [color=f26522]"Jerkwad...?"[/color]  It was completely empty.  

"What..."

Had she scared him off?  Cassandra had gotten the measure of him pretty quickly, and knew he was all show, but she didn't think he'd just give up and leave like that.  There must be some other reason.  And if she knew anything about vampires, they'd be talking about it pretty soon.  May as well wait for the rumors to come in.  

Cassandra felt no need to wonder what this meant for her, she knew the answer; some other vampire would be saddled with her.  Hopefully a better one.  

She walked out of the Astorio house, feeling a little strange despite herself, and was surprised to find herself not completely alone.  It shouldn't surprise her, Cassandra reminded herself, this was a school for vampires.  Everyone around her was on the night time schedule.  

The pale girl from the Arena club's table was nearby in the cul de sac, and she could see a car trundling in, though she couldn't guess who that belonged to.  Students didn't have cars, right?

[color=f26522]"Hey, er, uh, pardon me?  I don't think we've met, you live over here too?"[/color]  Did [i]she[/i] even anymore?