Amaya
Amaya accepted the hand, stumbling oh so gracefully on her way up. She thanks Zoe and dust off her skirt.
"If you bring him with us you could keep an eye on him... But if you leave him here he might cause less trouble...But we have to hurry-"
She picked up the Story Book from the foot of her bed, and hurried out the door after Dusk, tugging on his sleeve and looking back expectantly at the others. "For tea!- I-I mean, so we aren't late for class...Yes, that one." Amaya says. She was very worried, if they missed breakfast...how horrific! Unimaginable! Unacceptable! ...Hot drinks are very important to her, okay?
Ms Claudia
We find our most beloved spectral beauty, face down on her fine oak desk. All night she has searched for her little friend, and all her hard work had been all for not. Not a single trace all around the school building. Not the classrooms, or the hallways, or the office, or the kitchens, or the berry gardens, or the gym, or the rooftops, or the boiler room, OR the bathrooms. She had check every inch of the school several times.
With a sigh that echoed defeat, Ms Claudia turned her head tilted towards the hallways. Both doors to her room were open, and the warm morning sunlight filtered in through the long panel windows that stretched along the hallways opposite her room. Little bits of dust n' stuff floated through the light rays, and she blew a puff of breath, and the bits of dust curled and bloomed. Maybe during this first period i can look just once more... She flicked a purple nail against the Teddiursa bobble head that sat on her desk. Maybe.
At that moment, a silhouette traversed the sunbeams, and she looked up curiously. Oh!
"Daaah-ree-uuus, come here, come here!" Ms. Claudia calls to him. She raises her hand, beckoning.
Come, come.