[center][b]Criston[/b]:Cafeteria[/center]

Criston ate his food in relative silence, still taking in the fact that there was someone that looked exactly like him in the school. 

[i]Didn't know I had a clone... I mean, it makes sense he's so good with the ladies, considering.[/i]

He chuckled at himself as he shoveled a fork full of pancake into his mouth, never mind the girls near him. He liked being near pretty girls but they were all so clingy... Maybe he should let Cyrus have them. they'd always come back to him in the end anyway. He'd make sure of that. He glanced up just in time to see Cyrus sit down near him.

[i]Well, think his name and he shall appear...[/i]

Criston sent the guy a smile, food still in his mouth. When he swallowed, he sent him a toothy grin. [b]"'Sup, freshmeat. How you liking Athalia?"[/b] He asked and then shoveled another fork full of food into his mouth. He pulled his drink up to his mouth and took a sip through the straw, his eyes never leaving Cyrus. He glanced down at the girls and let out a small chuckle. [b]"It seems to be treating you just fine."[/b] He continued, winking at the girl on Cyrus' arm. She blushed and buried her face in Cyrus' arm. Again, he could only laugh at her reaction. 

[center][b]Lily[/b]:Gymnasium[/center]

She took in a deep breath as she leaned against the back wall. She waited for the other students to fill through the doors, probably in the direction of food. That's where they all always went the first day, her included. It was a rather good place to make friends. Her eyes narrowed as she stared out at the back of the gym. Should she even try to make friends? They'd just leave her behind, treat her as a mascot. 

She let out a deep sigh, her face solemn. No, it was in her nature to want friends. She needed them. She never knew why, she just... did. Friends gave her a reason to live when she nothing else to live for and she didn't. She found it hard living for herself. Being cold and uncaring wasn't her and she knew that now. She pushed herself up off of the wall when a majority of the students had left and left through the door that wasn't currently barricaded by students. She wanted to head in the direction of the cafeteria but she already knew too much was going on there. She needed a breath of fresh air. 

Another deep sigh as she made her way to the cafeteria. 

[i]It's only to get an apple. I just need a little something on my stomach.[/i]

She walked through the double doors and stopped to look at all of the students in the cafeteria. There was a horde of girls sitting near two guys that looked very, very similar. One would say they were twins. She shook her head slowly, a smile creeping up on her lips at them. 

[i]Foolish girls. Just don't get too attached.[/i] 

There were several other students sitting down, eating but she simply walked past them. She walked up to the fruit cart and pulled out a nice shiny apple and then walked back out another way, towards anywhere in particular. She wound up at a pond that had several benches all around. She smiled and walked over to it to sit down. She sat gingerly, and began eating her lone apple. 

Years ago, when she was younger, she would have jumped at the chance to see these people. Dancing, and spinning around, joyful as could be. Now, her thoughts and actions were more carefully planned out. Maybe one day, she'd be able to dance and twirl and just be merry but it might... take a little bit. Then again, maybe it was in her nature. She didn't know. She never knew anything anymore. 

She pulled her legs up and wrapped her arms around them, hugging them and lifted her hand to her face. With a little concentration, a small glow appeared on her finger and she smiled. [b]"Good to have you back, old friend."[/b] She whispered. She could feel nearly everyone on campus' energy, glowing brightly, bouncing around and it was as if she'd never changed. She couldn't even begin to tell someone how happy it made her to be able to feel her powers again. The moment she'd gotten them back, she went flying, the feel of the wind in her hair and her feathers... It was a feeling worth dying for. She'd have done anything to get it back and now she did. But... at what cost? 

She let her head fall into her lap, biting her lip. The process of getting her Grace back had been a bit sketchy at best, but Gabriel had promised her Lucifer wouldn't come back. She wanted to trust him but some part of her soul nagged at her, telling her something wasn't right. Something had changed that shouldn't have. 

She let out another small sigh and took another bite of her apple.