[Luca]
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The girl trails beside me while we walk down the corridor to speak to the Headmistress. Her screams are still ringing in my ears, and I try to shake the sounds from my thoughts and clear my head, but it is proving difficult to do. I wish I had shown up sooner, and if I hadn't been so annoyed at the thought of seeing that Genevieve, I would have.
I have never seen anything like that before and I hope the Headmistress can tell me what it means so I can help her. I nearly laughed at that thought, that I want to help this girl. She has been good company and good entertainment so far, and I'd rather not lose that.
I glance at her in the corner of my eye. Her straight brown hair is a mess and her full eyebrows drawn down in thought, causing wrinkles on her normally smooth skin. Her pink lips are pursed, showing that she's clearly worried and should be.