Halle's POV:

In the end, I decided not to be a jerk and went to the library to meet James. I inhaled and pushed open the big double doors. My last hopes of making it through this alive were gone as I saw James's face light up in front of me.

"Hey, Swan-"

"Don't," I said, "Just tell me why I'm here so I can get this over with."

He flinched and started his explanation,

"Halle, I brought you here in hopes that you with tell me why you are ignoring me."

"James I....."

"Don't tell me it was the little mudblood who..."

"You aren't doing yourself any favors."

"Sorry..." He mumbled.

"It was actually Dominique as well..."

"Of course she stabs me in the back."

I roll my eyes,

"Are these things true James? I mean I just heard you call Gracie a mudblood, so I know that's true, are all these other facts, are you really that conceited?"

"Maybe.... Yes...."

"Wow James, I was hoping they were wrong about you but, I guess not."

"No... It's not what you think it is...."

"Are you telling me that you aren't a rude, conceited, git?"

He flinched, "No, it's just, I am talking to them tonight and apologizing."

"Haha, very funny."

"I'm not joking."

"You aren't?"

"No," He said with a very sincere face.

I stared into his gorgeous eyes and saw that he was indeed telling the truth. My face lit up.

"Does this mean I am forgiven?"

I smiled, "Maybe, but it's a good start."

"Now we should probably get out of here before Madam Pince catches us."

I agreed and we walked out of the library, hand in hand.