Casey stood back and watched them, she didn't like Ryan but maybe that would change later on. She knew he would join them, she could read it in his face. She smiled and placed his painting on a nearby bookcase, the empty paint thinner thrown on the floor. Her eyes then went to Alistair, how young he looked when facing an adventure. She loved him, it didn't help telling herself it was just a crush and that it would soon be over. She had known it from the moment he was in danger, her heart screaming for her to help him.<br/>She made no sound when she left the library, the cool night air on her face felt relaxing and somehow comforting. She could smell the burned down theatre in the air, afraid of what would happen tomorrow when the teachers would come to work. She started feeling cold after a moment, sure she could warm herself up, but she didn't wanted to. For the first time in a long time she wanted to be cold, anything that would make her think of something other than Alistair.<br/>She started walking home, it had been a long night and she was tired. besides, it would soon be morning and if her parents found out that she hadn't been in bed all night, they would ground her for life. She looked at her phone, wondering for a moment if it had survived the sprinklers.<br/>The walk home was long, dark and very cold. When she finally crawled in through the window she undressed immediately and jumped under the covers. She laid in bed for a moment, then grabbed her phone.<br/><br/><div align="center">Hey Al</div><div align="center">I'll bring you a new shirt tomorrow, sorry that I ruined the other one.<br/>Look, I think it would be better if I stayed away form the bookclub for a little while, I'm sure you know why.<br/><br/>Casey / Liz</div>