- Edmund's Advice
- Days have passed and Avellana glared at the ground beneath her. Amie or Amelia (what ever her name is) had agreed. It was all over, and she found herself drawing far and far away from Blake. Even he had noticed that and tried to walk over to say his quick gratitude, all she could ever give was a fake smile and a few curt greetings.
- Was this a test? She didn't know, but she probably had failed. The only people that she allowed herself to talk to were Julie and Frederick. Even Mike, occasionally, which was quite surprising. Though he was sweet to talk to just cut off the flirting part.