InsaneJournal

Who: Clara and Rafe Farrowe
When: Friday afternoon, after class, October 21st.
Where: On campus, outside.



Clara had been in touch with her parents, especially her mother, as often as could since she started at St. Margaret's. Lately, their e-mails and texts had been centred on the striking resemblance between Mr. Farrowe and a sketch of a family ancestor that her mom kept up in their home. Mom had told her that she was imagining things and that there couldn't possibly be a connection between their family and the supernatural world, other than Clara herself. After all, the existence of the supernatural had all been unknown to them before Clara had been bitten. Clara had been insistent, pleading with her mother to snap a photo of the portrait and send it to her.

Now that Clara had the picture on her phone, she was trying to discreetly learn more about Mr. Farrowe. Today - she was watching him to see how he spent his days. The problem was that deer were primarily herbivores and weren't great at stalking. They were more prone to flee from a predator than hunt. It must have carried over to her human life, because she either sucked at following people or was feeling paranoid. Every few seconds, she'd feel certain that he was onto her and was tempted to stop and go back to Landon house. Instead, she would occasionally check the picture on her phone, pretending to be texting and keeping herself from getting too close. There was no need to risk almost walking into him again.

When he did turn his head, it could have been for any number of reasons. Her mind jumped to it being because of her. She took an instant step back and offered a small wave and a polite "Hi", as she mentally debated between running and staying put.