Pheme was feeling anxious. Ever since she'd asked Cerberus if his comment about chasing down the bus if she were to run off with One Direction made him her boyfriend and he didn't answer, she had been a bit of a mess. It didn't help that every time she tried to approach him in school something got in the way.
That something was her feelings, but she'd never admit it. Finally, after taking two whole days to screw up her courage, she went to his house. Blinking up at the brunette who answered, Pheme smiled slightly, confusion evident on her face. "Uh, hi. Is Xander here? Or Cerberus? I need to talk to him."