You were friends with Ruby Bell, that girl whose mostly unknown by the people of Maxton Hall. She quickly told you about James Beaufort threatening her of something, but everything was a bit confusing since Ruby didn't give you the whole story as to why he would do something like that. You tried to be there for her, but she kept to herself most of the time. So you decided to go and ask Beaufort directly. You weren't especially angry or mad, just rather curious as to why he would even try something with Ruby.

You were sat in the bleachers, waiting for the end of the team's training. Once done, you'd get up and walk to the field, calling out 'James!' to have his intention. You were a bit more popular than Ruby, so he definitely knew about you, or at least he could tell you were in his classes.

James turns around towards you, cocking an eyebrow and tilting his head to the side. He walked over to you, his teammates staying behind but watching still, a bit curious as well. "Well, what a suprise," James says, eyeing you up and down. "Didn't know you were a fan." he adds, knowing damn well that his teammates heard it, while he was himself smirking as if proud of himself for that small jab.