“No. The only thing I’ve ever thought seriously about is traveling. I have no idea what I want to do with myself. People that know just where they are headed in life intimidate me to no end.” Wes confessed. But Piper already knew that he wanted to travel. Heck! She was coming with him! She is still coming with right? He glanced over at her to find her still watching him, and appearing to be deep fin thought about something. He offered her a wry smile, and looked away quickly. OH god, welcome back to the third grade. He though while staring down at his shoes. He’d gone back to the point in his life where it was impossible to look the girl you like in the face.

“I’d think the comparison would go the other way around.” Wes muttered and shook his head. “Don’t get me wrong, I love Evs. She’s one of my best friends. I’d do anything for her … but both of them sort of had that ‘cat and mouse’ grin on their face … I was pretty sure they were about to eat you or something. They seemed a tad more step-sisterly.” He pointed out. There was more to life than a pretty face. Piper was most certainly not revolting, and she was an amazing person. That was more important in the long run. He barely knew her, but he trusted her. He was comfortable with her. Wes would take that over some vain hottie any day of the week … just don’t tell Evs that. She was more to him than a pretty face anyway. She was his friend.

“Three days? Piper!” Wes shook his head at her, clearly shocked. When she stuck out her hand he took it into his then pulled her to his feet, once more tucking her under his arms. “C’mon lets go to the kitchens … or … wait … are they flooded yet?” He inquired, trying to think. NO. The kitches were a level above the dungeons. They could just go to the kitchens … avoid the masses in the Great Hall. “We’ll go get you some food in the kitchens then go back to the common room.” He suggested, and started moving towards the lower floors once more.