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Sorry guys! Whoever has been reading- So, I got a new computer! : ) The old one was about 10 years old, and complete, total, junk! I'm happy to say... now I can update more, and I'm probably going to be starting a couple of new stories! YAY! :D

I just got over the stomach flu :/ It seems to be going around, is it not? D:

I'll write more, soon! I'm going to make an outline today. : ) Suggestions, once again- would be freaking awesome. 3

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Lily sat in her dormitory, weeks after the last mind-dwaddling incident with her sensationable, dark, professor.
She couldn't help but smirk and walk around smiling while she thought about it. Nobody quite seemed to catch on, except for Yasmin. Yasmin was one of Lily's best friends ever, and they even shared a dorm. She wasn't like most people... loud, eccentric, and gypsy-like. She was light complected with dark brown hair, born and made in Romania. She wore long crystals attached to a belt, and her skirt was splotched in glitter. Her hair was very curly, almost poofy, and usually tied in a very dark lavender, shimmery scarf, and she knew. This girl had a knack for knowing what was going on.
It was very-much like she had a sixth sense!

Late at night, when Lily couldn't sleep, just a couple of days ago, Yasmin had thrown her crimson cover off, and exlaimed quietly, in a fast whisper, asking what was up with Lily. A sheepish reply that nothing was going on out of the ordinary would absolutely not settle this "psychic" friend of hers.

"Tell me Lily, and you know I would never, ever, tell a soul. Cross my heart!" Yasmin had made a motion with her hand going diagonally across her chest, with wide eyes, genuinely curious.

Smiling slightly at her friend, Lily agreed. She knew that Yasmin wouldn't tell a soul, if she asked her not to.

"Okay..." Lily said, jumping slightly in her bed, throwing back the satin covers to sit on top of them.
She looked around, checking if anybody was awake, and swished a quick silencing spell on the bed.

"So... our new professor; he's absolutely, terrible, amazingly, handsome! to-the-MAX!"

Yasmin looked just a tiny bit surprised at this. "You mean... Onyx?"

The dreamy-eyed expression on her red-headed friend's face said it all.

She suddenly squealed

"TOTALLY!" explaimed Lily.

They went on the rest of that night, planning, plotting, giggling, and just having "girl-talk."