Bye Bye, Bye Bye, Bye Bye

The cold nipped at the girls gloveless fingers, helping her to stay awake. Dest didn't want to sleep. She didn't want to fall into to void where her nightmares happen. Not that she will admit it to anyone- Destini had too much pride for that. And even if she did, she will have to explain why she was having these nightmares in the first place.

Her lithe figure shivering a bit, Destini trudged through the garden. She ignored all the rose plants growing along the wall, looking beautiful against the moonlight. Roses appeared in her nightmares a lot.

There was a snap, off in the distance. Swinging her head around, Dest could only think, "This better not be a nightmare."

"Hope I didn't scare you," the smirk that tugged on the girls lips as she stepped out into the open didn't really go with the message her lips were telling. She obviously didn't care about whether she scared the other girl or not. In fact, she got a little bit of enjoyment out of the thought that she had given her a little fright.

Hopping over a plant, Ninette sprawled herself across a bench, "Out a little late, aren't we? You know, I don't think by school rule you're supposed to do that."

"Of course not," Destini sneered, quick to reply the girls comments. Her poker face slipped on, quick enough to prevent the girl from seeing that it was missing in the first place. Destini's most recent visions made her guard tighter, her emotions in a lock box. The stuff she saw-

"You don't seem like the type to follow it." The Prefects appearence told her that, it practically yelled it. The bright hair and piercings told Dust a whole lot of things, with no words needed. Dust tensed even more as the girl sat in the bench.

A bench was in the same exact spot as that one... and it was where it started. Now, why did Destini come here again?

Ninette glanced over the girl and raised her eyebrow. She did not believe the girls denial - a little case of `doth does protest too much`- for her to be completely convinced, however Nine didn't feel like pushing the point. She got the enjoyment out of it that she needed. "Of course, of course, whatever you say darling."

An arched eyebrow, a questioning expression. The girl seemed more whined up that a slight evening startlement should have caused. If Ninette were the kind to care about other people, she supposed she would ask, but the young girl cared about a select few, and even then she endeavoured to not appear as if she did.

"Just because I don't follow it, doesn't mean I can't take of rules for everyone else who does the same. After all, I could have just been making sure that everyone was in their rightful place - as prefect I do believe that is my duty.