Jaune wasn’t the brightest person in the world, but he could tell something was up. He needed to write something so weird and bizarre, that no amount of logic could explain it. Taking a deep breath, he began to write. He felt kind of like a dick doing it, but he needed to know. Once he was done, he looked at the writing under his first entry.
Blake Belladonna is madly in love with me.
“Okay,” Jaune muttered. “Let’s see if anything happens.”
Looking around, nothing changed. No special messages in his Scroll, or notes in his bag. It looked like nothing had changed at all. Sighing in relief, he felt like an idiot. There was no way a book would change everything. Shaking his head, he slapped his cheek, and went back to work. Jaune was glad someone like Yang didn’t see it. Maybe he would have to hide this book so no one would find it. It’s not like the boo kwas magic so it would be safe.
Little did Jaune know, amber eyes peaked at him through the shelf.
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