*Silver Lake Academy --- Year ONE*

Lucian - Gym

"Today we'll be taking in your physical measurements and a few basic tests. As we go upstairs, there will be eight stations: height, weight, hip and waist, abdomen, chest, hand strength, heart rate and jump height measurements. All of which will be used to calculate each individual student's fitness level," Coach yells.

Oh... wonderful. Things that don't necessarily require any physical--

"Following this, we will continue on to the bleep test out on the field."

D*mmit. Spoke too soon. Ah well. I can run....for the most part.

I follow the class up to the second level and file into the room, wanting to get this over with as quick as possible. Uncomfortable with everyone around while I measure myself, I face the wall and block everything out. As always, fairly average results are marked on my paper until I get to the blood pressure test.

28.

I make nothing of it--unlike the person who performed the test, who has me go through it once more.

"I run low," I inform them. Really low.

They shake their head and shoo me off to wait for the bleep test with a few others who have completed the rest. I find the guy who sat across from me during roll call, the one who ran in late, on the other side of the room nearly finished and then spot the kid who'd snapped at me in the locker room in the group I was in. Sighing, I look away from everyone and wait for the coach to move us onward.

Emily Music

“Okay guys that was a good class.” He says. He lets us go a few minutes early to find our classes. I grab my two cases and Brianna and I head back to the room.

“I am going to drop these off and get my note books. Do you want to come with me?” I ask.

“Sure.” She says. “What do you have next?” Brianna asks.

I look at my schedule. “I have Science.” I say.

She grunts. “I have English.”

“That sucks, but we have math together and the same lunch shift.” I say.

“True.” She says.

We get to the room just as the bell rings to leave to go to the next class. I throw my blonde hair up and grab my books. “Let's go.” I say.

We get to a large building and Brianna and I go opposite directions. I quickly find the Science room. Only a few people have arrived to class. I take a seat at a black table for two sitting on the right side. It is a row back from the front. I get out a pencil and notebook and start to copy what the teacher found on the board.

Mercury: Science

Wellness had ended terribly; I was humiliated and reduced to a measly score of thirty when some unfit slob fell and tripped me up, throwing us both out of the test as well as spraining my ankle, putting me out out of physical activity for a couple of weeks. I had been infuriated, especially when the coach said he expected more of me, and I showed the kid just how much he had irritated me when he got to know the pattern of his locker door much better than previously.

Sulkily, I had stomped around the school and into my science class, a tad late, yet early enough for the teacher not to inquire as to my whereabouts. I gazed briefly at the whiteboard before walking towards a table in the center of the of the class; away from the other classmates. Despite my firm decision in which place I was to sit, the small, old, grey-haired man, with a sharp face and defined features, gestured to a table closer to him, at which sat Emily; the girl I had met the other day. I merely shrugged at the command and turned to the table, swinging my bag underneath the marked black wooden body a whipping out a crimson cover notepad and a black ball-point pen.

Looking across the table, I smiled briefly at Emily as she gazed up, before switching my attention to the board. Botany; will I ever truly appreciate the magnificence of plants? I wondered, sarcastically, as I noted down the title and points that had been written upon the gleaming white surface.

Emily

I smile back and then look back up at the board. The teacher starts to mumble as we all take notes. He goes on and on about how amazing plants our. “It is truly magnificent that plants can make there own food. Oh when I was a lad I dreamed of people a plant.” he say.

I guess I was the only one that thought that was funny. I let out a small laugh. He looks at the roster and looks at me. “Ms. White, do you want to share what is so funny with the rest of the class?” He asks.

“I just thought it was funny that you wanted to be a plant.” I say. “I am sorry to disturb your class.” I say.

“Do not let it happen again.” he says. “You will do on my list.”

“You have a list for people who think you are funny?” I ask.

“Ms. White would you please just listen?” He asks.

“Sorry.” I say.

Brianna- English

I took a deep breath and walked in. Once again I was the first person in the room. But this time I didn't have Emily. The teacher, a short, brown-haired woman, ushered me in. I thanked her and walked to the back of the room to sit.

The tables were big enough to sit two people. Hopefully, I will know someone I can sit with. I haven't met many people. Really the only people I've talked to is Emily, Lucian, Alex, and Mercury. I think Mercury has science with Emily, so I can mark them off the list.

People started filing in. Still don't know anyone.

Alex Gym/English

Gym was boring, tedious and exhausting. After measurements and weights, which I aced only coming second to Mercury, we had the bleep test. It wasn't that hard, I just walk out with the other guys and don't attract attention to myself. The coach was the same sweaty, low-life from that seemed to fit the P.E persona.

I walked down the hall, stopping at the door to the English room, that was my next class. Opening it I spot Brianna and give her a nod of my head, sitting down next to her and getting my books out.

"Just in time," she mutters as the teacher strides into the room.

"Thanks"I grin, shooting her a sideways glance.

I quiet down as the teacher starts talking.

Mercury: Science

I huffed in humor at the professor's almost defeated expression; if he'd had thoughts that this would be an easy class to take, they were about to be, or already had been, diminished. It was good to see my table-mate was at least a bit confrontational; if there is one thing I could not stand, it was teacher's pets.

Yes sir, no sir, three bags full sir I thought in whining reminiscence of the common insult I targeted at said people, and it wasn't like there was anything they could do about it either. Realising that I had digressed from my original thought, a smile appeared on my face once again, as the memory of Emily's quick retorts crept back into my mind.

"Now, when we are quite finished copying from the board," the old man announced, "I would like you to flick to page 155 in these books." He walked around the room, almost comically, with an armful of dark green textbooks that had the solemn yet scheming face of a polar bear etched upon them, trying not to stumble over bags or chairs or other obstacles around the room.

I scribbled down the last word upon the board into my notepad and reached for the book. As my finger picked the corner of the page, Emily's hand fell on top of my own, soft and warm, but it darted back to her as fast as it had taken me to realise it was even there. I looked across at her, trying not to appear too stony, my deep emerald eyes examining her reaction. I blinked hard, trying not to get too distracted, and threw a ream of pages over onto the opposing side of the textbook, landing precisely on page 155.

A sense jolted my head to the right, but it was simply another student raising their hand for help. Calm down Mercury, this isn't the test chamber, nothing is going to attack you... I turned back around to the table and looked over to Emily, who was observing the page that talked about photosynthesis and glucose and... boring.

"How did you find your room.. and who you were sharing it with? Couldn't have been much worse than me..." I found myself asking her, her blonde hair flicking up as she moved her gaze to me.

Emily
I read to page. This is not going to help me in life, so why do I have to read this. I would much rather be play the piano or sleeping. Sleeping. The thought sounded nice. As I read, my eyes get heavier.


"How did you find your room.. and who you were sharing it with? Couldn't have been much worse than me..." He said.

“Well I walked around for a while, but someone had to point it out to me. I am sharing with a girl named Brianna. Originally, I hated her. I do not like the idea of sharing with someone I did not know. She is really nice though. She is kind of shy, so she let's me talk. I like her.” I say. “Do you not like your roommate?” I ask

"Thanks," he grins.

I smile back.

We get quiet as the teacher starts to talk.

"I am Mrs. Zenna. I will be your English teacher and we will do a lot of partner work in here."

Alex glances at me.

I really don't pay attention to anything she says for the next twenty minutes.

Mercury: Science

“Do you not like your roommate?”

"God no." I raise my right cheek in disgust, waving my hand in dismissal of the idea I would enjoy the company of Alex. In truth, I knew nothing of the kid, but I didn't like him, he had a... powerful demeanor, which made me feel threatened. And I hated being threatened. No, to make sure I would not reveal my initial thoughts (even if they were wrong), I would simply act cold and avoid the kid overall, assert my dominance, if you will. "Seems like a total goody-two shoes," I lied, shaking my head.

I glanced backwards up at the plastic clock sat upon the wall, it was only 11:45; we still had half an hour until the end of the lesson. "Ugh, this is stupid," I muttered, narrowing my eyes at the diagram of the plant on the page. I turned back to Emily.

"What lesson did you just have?"

Emily

As I talk, I write down all the answers. Already knowing all the worthless crap is good. "I had music." I say. "It was not what I expected at all." I say.

"How so?" he asks.

I lean my head on my hand and look at him. "It was like beginners music. I am a musical prodigy, so I just wasted an hour of my life that I am never going to get back." I say. He laughs a little. "No I am not kidding. The teacher loves me already. He calls me up to play his piano and he has already talked to my father." I say. "I just really do not like that class." I see how much I have been talking and stop. "Sorry I tend to talk a lot. What class do you have?" I ask.

Mercury: Science

"Not at all, it's nice to hear someone who has something interesting to say," I reply, twirling my pen between my fingers.

She smiled briefly.

"Well, I had wellness, gym and all that stuff." I licked my teeth, hoping she wouldn't ask any more.

"How did it go?"

Oh how wrong you were. "Not bad," lied, "where your talent lies in music, mine does so in physical activity. I have been training in it for as long as I can remember." That wasn't a lie; when I was raised, I never met my parents, nor did I realise that others were different to me. It was an odd sense of absence when I discovered what was normal, but I liked being different: I had grown without the comfort and help of an adult figure, I merely had commands (which was probably the reason I failed to take them later on in life).

"Say, we've got lunch next, would you like to head down to the canteen with me? Or have you got more important business to attend to?" I grinned.

Emily Science

I smile and nod. "I would love to go." I say. We chit chat as we walk to get our food. We cross the court yard and then head to the dining hall. We go up and get our food and then sit down at a table. I sit in front of him and we continue to talk. "So tell me about your self." I say.

Alex English/Lunch Hall

"So do you like your room mate?" Brianna asks me as we collect our books to head out.

I grin at her, unleashing the full power of my deep riveting blue eyes. "So far he seems like a shy kind of guy, still he seems to isolate everyone he meets. What about yours?" I say.

"I like Emily, she nice and likes to talk about things that don't bore me to tears" Brianna retorts as the hallway comes into view.

"Do you want to catch some lunch, I don't mind talking to you actually it's a refreshing change from normal." I tease. She agrees and we head off to find a table.

"So what about you? How'd you get to come here?" She asks, looking at me with thoughtful eyes.

"Let's just say its a story for another time." I say darkly staring ahead as she blushes.
I stare at her as she blushes, watching as rosy color flows into her cheeks

Brianna- Lunch Hall

"Let's just say its a story for another time," he says.

I feel my cheeks getting red. "How long is this story exactly?"
"Pretty long."
"Oh."

We walk over to the counter and get food. Then we walk over to a table that sits two people. He pulls my chair out for my then goes to sit down his self. We eat in silence until we are both finished.

"What class do you have next?" He inquired.
"I have Science. What do you have?"
He pulled out his schedule and looked at it. "I think I have Science."

I reached for his schedule and he handed it to me. I looked at it we careful eyes.
"Yeah. You have Science."