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Prom date? That explained what was going on. Tehra managed to find somebody after they met at the girl's house? That was fast. Alma's shoulders heaved in a heavy sigh; who would she go with that she actually wouldn't mind being with? Tommy was sweet and the goth could see Tehra and him together at Prom quite easily. The people that had asked her yesterday just seemed desperate.

Following a few feet behind the two, Alma knew Tommy had added something to his last statement but couldn't tell what he had said. Shrugging it off as not important and not her business, she turned her music up a little and walked into the art room.

Tommy stared at her when she found out, but he kept his calm, which was hard, "...Golden who?" He stared at her, his eye brow raised. He felt like freaking out inside, he was hoping his secret wouldn't be found out yet.

"Golden Bullet" she said in a soft voice, meeting his eyes. "I ran into you last night, or did you forget?" Tehra grinned. She wasn't planning on telling anyone-after all, he knew who she was. It was only fair. If she expected him to keep quiet, she'd have to as well. "Don't worry, your secret's safe..."

Alma set her books down and went to get her supplies. Tehra and Tommy seemed to be talking about something important and it was better to let them be. She wouldn't have liked someone just popping into a private conversation that she was having. Sighing, she walked back to her seat and started getting set up. Might as well be ready as soon as class started.

Suddenly, an idea managed to make it into the almost insane category. Looking over at Tommy and Tehra, Alma waited to see if they were paying much, if any, attention to her, seeing as most of the other students were busy talking amongst themselves.

Tehra gave Alma a smile as she girl stood there hoping she wasn't feeling out of place. Tehra would have to work hard to make sure Alma felt included. "Tommy it's not a comic, I know the truth and besides...." she motioned to his bookbag "I'd recognize that shade of yellow anywhere..." Tehra had been motioning to the part of the costume peeking out of the bag.

Tehra smirked at him. "That's better. And I can't say anything, I'm not good at them either. I don't even wear a mask." She smiled "But don't worry about it, I only figured it out because I was looking for you, no one else would be looking like I was. So don't worry..."

Alma smiled back at Tehra and turned back around to her bag. After a few seconds of searching, she found and pulled out a pencil and a sketchbook. Placing the book, opened, on her lap, she leaning over and placed the pencil on it. She placed her arms by the book to shield it from view of others. The only way to see what she was doing would have been to be directly beside her and look at it from just right angle. Silently, she began focusing on the pencil. A second later, her shadows and engulfed it and had made it float half-an-inch above the paper. Carefully, she began controlling it to sketch a random character.

The goth smiled with inner glee. Maybe this wasn't so insane after all, well besides the fact she was doing this in the classroom. She took a quick glance around the room to check no one was watching her before continuing her "practice".