Stephen felt a small pang of guilt upon hearing the boy's words but quickly shook it off. If he said it was alright then what was the harm? When he saw that Annabella seemed a little worried, the blue eyed boy smiled at her reassuringly.

"All right people, settle down.", the teacher said. He ignored the two who had just walked in, knowing them well. There was no use wasting his breath berating the chronically tardy twins. Better to just e-mail their parents about their disrespectful behavior and hope for the best.
While some students did as their instructor said and went back to minding their own business, a handful still kept an eye on the the two at the back and the one who had gotten up. Even the siblings who had just arrived got a few stares.

To answer her question, Stephen spoke up. "Not much Akira, just a spider rescue.", he told his classmate, not sure how else to put it.

Since she was finally done nibbling on her Pocky, she put her juice back in her pack, got up with her trash in one hand and her book in the other--disposing of her trash, she followed the signs in between the lines of the passage she was reading. Finally making it to the library, she headed in, taking a seat at one of the tables towards the back. Hopefully, I'll go unnoticed today, she thought to herself, God, I could use a smoke...I'll wait until after German...

About thirty minutes of reading in depth, going through about two chapters of her book. She knew her German class would start in about five-ten minutes, so she packed her things up, and headed to the opposite side of the school--passing both the English and Spanish classes along her way. Waiting for Lunch to end, she leaned against to doorway, tapping her foot impatiently as she waited for her new teacher to return to their classroom.

(Klaus is in english not spanish atm lol)

Haru turned and walked back towards his seat when he paused. A familiar pain ran through his body for a moment and he laid a hand on anothers desk to steady himself. He didn't look around at all but as soon as it passed, he finished walking to his seat and resumed writing in his notebook. This time on a blank page he begins to write something over and over again.

Annabella looked at Stephen as he smiled at her, she smiled back then looked at the boy that had suddenly stumbled out of nowhere. She watched as he then walked to his seat and started writing, her curiousity took over and decided to see if he was ok. It was unfortunately in her nature, standing up from her seat and walked to the boy and tilted her head a little. "Are you ok? May I try to help you?" she asked as her eyes looked at the boy and her beauty seem to become a little more stronger as her red eyes showed that she was worried.

Petiore was lucky he had been at the school for a few years, most of the teachers liked him and he had late arrival. As Petiore reached the school he took off his head phones and threw them into his bag. As he reached his locker he opened it throwing in his bag and grabbing his german books and walking slowly to class saying hi to most of the people on the way. Through his years here he knew alot of students and what they were like, though he tried to stay secret about himself being more embarrassed about his family and life then he would ever put on.

Smiling Petiore reached the language side of the school and walked down the hall looking into the Spanish and English classrooms as he walked noticing newer faces and also people he knew. When he reached the German classroom he saw a younger girl leaning against the door and smiled warmly as he reached the door, "Hi." he said as he reached for the door knob turning it and opening the door. "Just so you know the language doors are almost always unlocked, they lose their keys to much to lock them." he said with a warm smile as he walked into the classroom and placed his book on one of the seats near the middle of the classroom. He stayed standing though and faced the front of the classroom leaning against his desk, practically sitting on it.

Oh--uh, hi," Lyssa grinned softly. Stupid, stupid, stupid, why can't I even get out a simple hi? Am I that nervous..?, she thought to herself, pausing. "Well, I didn't know. I'm new, I just started today--trust me if I would have known the door was unlocked I would have headed straight in and sat in the back. Ich heisse Lyssa, und du?"

She headed in walking over and standing near the nice guy, the first person she had met sine she had arrived on her first day, strangely the day wasn't going as bad as she thought it would, so far that is..

Petiore smiled as she entered and nodded already knowing that she was new here. "Ich heisse Petiore, And its nice to meet you." he said smiling transferring from german accent to an american accent almost flawlessly. "It takes a bit to get used to the school, but once you do it will all go well." he said smiling at her and chuckling slightly. He adjusted how he was leaning to face Lyssa more and smiled again. "So what brings you to this humblest of schools?" Petiore said in a sarcastic and almost theater like voice, as he accompanied it with wide sweeping arms.

Petiore recomposed himself and smiled looking at the new girl, he knew what it was like to be new at school and he wanted to make this new girl feel good about the school. He knew that she was in for an interesting year, because every year here had something either go wrong or at least hectic.

"Nice to meet you too, Petiore--as with any new school they all take getting used to," she spoke still grinning somewhat. "I came here due to my Father's job, he was transferred here to be a manager in integrated technologies in one of the software companies nearby. I was uprooted---brought here to this town and here I am."

"Ah well good luck here, i hope you have a good time." he said smiling and then sighing as he heard the first bell, "And here they come..." he said softly as people started to file into the classroom. "Well Lyssa if you need anything tell me, ill do what i can to help." he said as he nodded to her and almost bowed slightly to her. Then he turned around and said hi to a few people walking in shaking hands with a few of the ones he knew better then others.

"Okay, well I'll definitely let you know and I also hope to have a wonderful time and hopefully I will, Petiore," Lyssa spoke then too nodded at him as she headed to the back of the classroom and settled herself in a desk, watching as the other students filed in. She pulled out her German book and opened it to the appropriate pages listed on the chalkboard at the from of the class.

Petiore finally settled into his seat and waited for the teacher to start class. When class finally started he knew it wouldnt last long, this teacher had a bad habit of letting the students out early. As he wrote down the notes on the board he sighed knowing that this class even though it was short, would take forever. He passed the time by doodling in his book and reading ahead also. He watched the clock and just sat waiting to get out of class.

Lyssa took all the notes, even though she knew all the material presented today she acted surprised and pulled off the whole I just learned something new today crap. When she was done with the notes, she found herself staring off outside, watching the cars go by and the bird fly, she spaced out--ignoring the entire classroom.

The teacher walked by her desk--slamming her book on it, "Was machst du denn sollten Sie achten."

Lyssa practically fell out of her seat, without thinking, knowing that German was her native tongue, she slipped into unconsciously when she heard the language teacher speak to her,"Ich schaute aus dem Fenster, viele Begnadigungen ich normalerweise nicht Raum aus, vor allem an meinem ersten Tag."

The German teacher looked rather stunned, then nodded, walking back to her desk. Lyssa blush nervously, she didn't like seeming like a know-it-all because she wasn't.

Petiore smiled wondering how Lyssa would react to the teacher moving to her and he was surprised when she answered in perfect german. He suppressed his slight surprise and watched to teacher walk back to the front of the room, he turned around to look at lyssa and whispered lightly, "Nice job, when you learn german like that?". Petiore made a slight check to make sure that the teacher was doing her own thing then looked back smiling.

"Well, you never asked where I was from--I'm an immigrant," Lyssa grinned, whispering back, "From Germany, one day I hope to return to my home land. I would have thought you would have been able to tell, but I guess it takes a bit of work to decipher a true German accent...but I picked up on yours, where are you from?"

"Well im from a small town on the border of France an Germany, but i dont remember it much my family moved over here when i was just a baby." Petiore said as he smiled looking at, though he quickly heard a shuffling at the front of the room and turned around quickly to make sure the teacher wasnt looking still. he smiled seeing that the teacher was walking out of the room for a minute and sighed in relief, as he turned around he smiled. "Je sais française, und Deutsch" Petiore said switching almost flawlessly from a french accent and a german accent.

Petiore smiled and adjusted in his seat so he straddled it and faced Lyssa, as other people in the class started to talk amongst each other. "So why you taking German if your fluent in it?" He asked as he took his pencil and twirled it in his fingers. It was one of his nervous twitches he always did and never could break the habit of doing.

"France is a very beautiful place, I usually travel Europe over the summer--get to see my family," Lyssa grinned even wider, "I take German because it's an easy A and it keeps me fluent in my native tongue. That and it's nice to be in control when your German teacher is only a scholar and only knows what she's read in text books."

Lyssa laughed, it made her feel a little awkward, but she did her best to brush that feeling off

"I imagine it must be i dont remember being there," Petiore said then smiled hiding how much he really wanted to see where he was from. "So what do you think of the school so far?" he said changing the subject and trying to steer the conversation so where else. He relaxed a bit when she had laughed, because it had seemed like Lyssa was less tense then she looked at the beginning of class.

Petiore was happy that some one who was new here seemed to be happy, at least at the moment.

"I can't make any promises, but maybe I could bring you with me, this year I'll be taking the Summer trip by myself. School...so far, the library is rather nice, the lunch room is well clean...and the German room and the teacher seems rather easy-going, that's really all I've seen so far," Lyssa replied, trying to be as friendly and social as she never really was--until now due to her shyness.

"Well thank you for the offer, i doubt i;d be allowed to leave home." He said smiling and then he laughed, "Well most of this school is easy going, just try not to get caught up in to much, drama can run rampent." He said chuckling as he adjusted in his seat. He knew this new girl was shy, the way she had said hi originally betrayed that. "Oh what Click you going to join? as you know all high schools have them, even if they are annoying." he said smiling and scratching the back of his head slightly nervous, that he was asking weird questions and she would feel comfortable.

"Well, it never hurts to ask. I usually prefer to stay out of any and all drama if I can--that is," Lyssa paused, trying to word everything correctly., "Clicks, well, I tend to stay away from them they are a rather large waste of time, so I don't see myself joining one--and I don't think I would really fit into any of them."

Petiore listened to her response and smiled, knowing almost everyone ended up in a click even if they were forced into them. Few people could avoid being put into one and that was only by being in almost every single one or having friends in almost all of them. "Well you never know, What do you like?, and you know that you will probably be labeled as something well before you join something."
Petiore looked at Lyssa and tried to place her in his head hoping to help her make some more friends to make school more bearable.

Lyssa blushed a deep red, "I'm rather dark and mysterious--in appearance, but I like anime, online mmorpg's, Halo, and stuff like that." She pulled out her Warcraft book, to let him get a glimpse of it and then put it back up. "I've always been a loner, what I like doesn't really fit anyone here--I don't think. That and I highly doubt anyone else here cosplay's....has a true passion for history, or has a rather large interest in computer programming, web design, software design, or hacking..."

"Well i bet that there is a group around here like that.. in fact well.. theres the nerds.." he said using quotation marks with his hands and rolling his eyes slightly. "I one of the few who doesnt care about the names, because well i transfer between groups since i know almost everyone." Petiore said smiling again, "Now for hacking i know a few people who would be interested in that, but mind you they aren't very... well.. they are more bad boy ish, as in they... tend to do things not right with school rules." he said trailing on knowing that he didnt really approve of their ways but he had friends among them.

Lyssa laughed, "I prefer being more of a loner, the less friends--the less drama, that's where I feel the most comfortable. I'm not always a total good girl...I--never mind, you probably don't want to know everything about me."

She paused looking down at her schedule, trying to change the subject, "What class do you have next?"

Petiore smiled and laughed, "Well you got at least one friend already." He said as he extended his hand for a handshake. "And never assume i dont want to know, i'm here to help if you ever need to talk let me know, and i have an open period, at the moment though ill probably be TAing for some teacher i like to help out the teachers." he said smiling knowing it was only because he was practically a senior and he had a lot of freedom. "What you have next?" he said looking at his wrist and knowing class was about to get out.