Saying Cyra was in her own world would be correct. She loved it up here it made her creative juices flow as she started to sketch in her sketchbook. If anyone would look through it could show a softer side to her. Her brains didn't get her into Ravenclaw it was her creative side. She glanced down at the grounds she loved being up high like this. She could see everyone but they may not be able to see her. She smiled bowing her head back into her book. She was lost in a sketch she was doing. She was sketching from memory a bird of some kind. She was sketching as thought it was in flight. Cyra was in her own world she hadn't even heard anyone come up the steps. Her hair shielding her face as she worked.

When she heard a voice she must have jumped a mile. Dropping her pencil in the process. Her head spun up and round that fast she got a sharp pain in her neck. “Ouch” She said putting a hand to her neck and looking at the person. Having time to get her bearings and everything she noticed he was a boy and in her year his face was familiar but for his name she had no clue. As she rubbed her neck “You can't be scaring a girl like that what if i was ready to jump… top myself “ She said a little angry about her neck more than anything else. She couldn't decide if him interrupting her quite time was a good or bad thing yet. However as long as it was a new face it could be good wouldn't you think? Cyra’s mind faced back at what he had actually said to make her jump. “Was you talking to me on your entrance or thinking out loud?” She asked one because with all the dram happening she couldn't quite catch what he had said and two he must be slightly mad if he was talking to himself. Though all the mad people are the funnest people to be around. Getting up from where she sat. She placed her book on the window sill or ledge whatever you would call it. “I wasn't expecting anyone else to be coming up here “ Cyra smiled fully looking the boy over he wasn't bad looking if she said so. It was true she had started noticing boys more the last year or so. It may have been because all her friends where pairing up or that was all her girl pals ever talked about but they had been rubbing off on her anyway.

“Where are my manners i haven't introduced myself..I'm Cyra” She hoped that this would prompt a reasons of knowing his name so she could put a name to a face. Expand her bubble if you could say that.

If Cyra could raise one eyebrow the boy's first remark to her would have certainly made it raise. Was he trying to be smart? Her eyes wandered to the colours he was wearing and that made sense. However, at the same time, she hated reading people by the house they were in. They could be lovely people deep down. She always hoped they were anyway. “Nothing like an optimist Could be an adventure around every corner have you ever thought about it that way. ” She muttered at his comment about meeting her.

The name seemed familiar but she never ventured outside of her friendship group till last year so she could have known him all the time and not truly realise it. The way he added his last name sent to her that it should mean something. Though she purposely left her off. One she didn't want her sister being brought up that would put her in a foul mood or her brother. Though that was always a more fun conversation as he was cool and owned a cool bar in London. Shen was always trying to be seen for her no one else. A soft blush swept across her cheeks when he mentioned her sketchbook. She hardly ever let anyone seen her sketchbook it was like her diary. Her sketches where how she usually expressed herself. “I come up here when I need inspiration and time to think. So you could say yes.” She realised she was mumbling. Cyra paused picking up her book and closing it holding it to her leg. “I don't just come here to draw but it helps up here. Quite you know.” She said a little sheepish she didn't want to let him close that wasn't her thing. She kept a lot at arm's length. “Today's inspiration led to the start of a bird.” Glancing back down at her book as she flicked to the right page. Turning it around for him to see. Cyra didn't know if he would like to see it but he had brought it up. “So you have quizzed me, Mr Kingston, why are you up here on such a nice day?” She asked closing her book once again.

Cyra didn't mind that she had company for once. She actually enjoyed meeting people randomly it got her talking at least. If this was in a group she would be the quiet one listening to everything that was happening. That possibly be the reason she is the only single one in her group of her friends. She shook the thought from her mind she didn't need that to go through her head as she was up in the clock tower to get away from all that. “Not running away from our problems are we?” She asked.