Vanessa sat beside Zivon sand Oona mostly ignoring their conversation, but picking up kep bits of it. She saw the money the boy held, this boy was nervous, not as dull as the girl but nervous. Was he scared if her? She thought so, and they probably want some alone time cos they seemed to be friends. By now the sun was glaring down at her and she just wanted to go inside. She stood up and twirled her parasol. "I must be off Oona, the sun is killing me. I'll see you too Zivoj." With that she planted a little kiss on Zivons cheek to trimester him a bit and strode off.

 She quickly made her way to the actual building and hurried into it. Finally, she was out of the sun and she let out a sigh of relief. She would have to pay Zivon and Oona a visit again, she knew. It was plain politeness her father had told her.

 She walked to her room to fix her name up which the sun had probably ruined. She brushed her black hair, completed her pale face, put on her black lipstick and hurriedly put on her black smudge under her eyes. Now she could walk around knowing she looked like herself and not some goody-two-shoes puppet. She left her room and made her way down the hallway in complete silence while listening to sone music. As she was walking she suddenly saw a boy walking towards her. 

Great, she was locked in needed conversation again. She opened her mouth to speak and she thought, maybe he doesn't want to soeak? Maybe he's not like the others? But if he's not like the others....Vanessa would have to talk to him. "Hey there" she said in her naturally cold voice. "I'm Vanessa, you are?" She looked down, thank god the sun hadn't bleached her black dress.