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                  Unfortunately, I couldn’t think about my school work and that problem extended through out the first four periods of school.   Instead, I couldn’t help but to compile a list in my head about what I knew about Lucifer.  Sadly, I found that it was very little.  I knew he was kicked out of Heaven.  I was not sure if the angel who had cast him out was Michael or Gabriel and Lucifer had followers that became demons.  Other than that, I didn’t know much.  By the time, the bell rang for my free period, my head hurt.  Worse, I had to admit that I needed the dusty scrolls and books that I had just professed didn’t teach me much.  I’m sure that Semarias was giving me his I told you so look along with a smirk even if I couldn‘t see it. 
                  Fifth period was my free period and I walked into the school‘s library which was surprisingly large for such a small school and ducked into an aisle to call Bastian.  Though he sounded confused, he promised that he would meet me within ten minutes.  I agreed, knowing how punctual he was and walked to the computers to look up the reference books on the subject of Lucifer.  I groaned when I found that there were only four.  I found them quickly and took them to a secluded table near the science section.  I was engrossed as I studied the book which told of the fall in detail when Bastian arrived.  I looked up at him and forced a smile. 
                  “You’re studying?” He asked surprised but then, stopped just in front of the table when he was close enough to really see me.  
                  His pale brows drew together as soon as he gazed into my eyes.  Immediately, I knew my smile had not convinced him that all was well.  He narrowed his eyes as he raked his gaze over me, staring at me in silence.  I sighed knowing better than to speak before he assessed my condition.  So, I could only do the same thing he was doing to me which was study him back.  I found that nothing had changed since the last time I saw him a few days before.  He was still male model handsome with chin length blonde hair and blue eyes the color of the clearest bluest ocean.  He was muscular and tall and was dressed in a tee-shirt and blue jeans.  Honestly, I had always thought that he would look more at home on a beach or at a frat house than with his nose in a book but the truth was he was fluent in ten languages and he was a genius when it came to just about anything…especially History.  He was as my best friend, Lynne would say, super smart.  Of course, she would know.  She had been dating him for at least six months. 
                  “Are you okay?” He asked, scanning my face again after assessing that I was not ill or had gone insane just because I was reading something other than a teen novel.  Still, he frowned in concern and I winced because he had definitely realized that something was wrong.  I sighed, realizing that I wouldn’t have been able to hide it.  Somehow, Bastian had gained a bond with me that was as close as my brothers.  He could tell when I was worried, upset or just plain melancholy.  It wasn’t an annoying trait but sometimes, I wish he wasn’t so intuitive. 
                  “Not really,” I breathed, burying my face in my hands.  It would do no good lying to him.  Plus, Semarias would probably be upset with me if I did.  I did not need that lecture. 
                  “Did you have a vision?“ He whispered, even though there was no one around.  Most of the students were still in class.  I peeked up at him and shook my head, wishing it had only been a vision.  That would have been easier to handle.
                  “No, but someone did visit me in a dream,” I said, frowning as I lowered my hands into my lap and clasped them together.  I pursed my lips hesitating.  I really wasn’t sure how he