School grounds, Thursday afternoon

Bel was feeling restless for no good reason, so he'd wandered off by himself, walking around the school with no real purpose. He still had a couple months here, and he was reluctant to think about leaving at the end of summer. Leaving sucked. Other people leaving sucked. Not knowing what he wanted to do with himself when he left sucked. At least he had a real identity now in the outside world, thanks to Veronica and Phale, but that didn't help him figure out just what he was going to do with it. Go to college? Take courses in calculus or chemistry or psychology? Yeah, right.

With a sigh, he light a cigarette with a conjured fireball and leaned against the dorms, staring at the smoke like it would somehow reveal the answers.


[For futurebucs_star.

ETA: Now heading NWS-ward. SHOCK!]