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Gabe was embarassed that Lateef had noticed that he was trying not to stare at the eyepatch. "I, uh, sorry, didn't mean to be rude..." he sputtered.

So he had noticed the unusual brightness. He thought he had been imagining things, but now someone else had seen the same thing, too. Gabe still had the feeling that their meeting was somehow familiar, and the other guy had said that, too. Maybe they had met somewhere before. But that was impossible, wasn't it? He was halfway across the world, he had never been to Italy in his entire life, nor had he been out of the United States, until now.

Lateef walked off calmly saying something about being late to class, and it was then that Gabe realized that the bell had already rung. He hadn't even noticed, he had been so distracted by the odd meeting. Glancing at his schedule he began to search for his next class.

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Sophie nudged Alicia as Shad was answering the teacher's question. "It's that guy again," she whispered. But something struck her about what the boy had just said. They weren't as powerful as they used to be...Assuming mortal form...

"Another lost student finds his way into my classroom," the teacher smirked as the door opened and Sophie looked toward the front of the class to see her brother walk into the classroom. The teacher was asking for a name as he checked his attendance sheet. "Hey, Gabe!" she shouted

Gabe looked up and noticed his sister, and was instantly taken aback by what he saw. Some kind of huge, tufted beast was draped lazily over the desk next to Sophie, with a great, grinning maw full of sharp teeth. Gabe blinked and the figure became a normal girl of mixed race with a wild mane of black hair. Telling himself to snap out of it, he took the empty seat in front of his sister.

Sophie turned to Alicia. "Alicia, this is my brother Gabe," she told the other girl.

Gabe looked at the girl and mumbled an almost incoherent greeting, hardly believing what he had seen.

"Ms. Harris, this is not social hour." the teacher barked.

"Okay," Sophie said.

"That means be quiet!" The teacher responded sharply.

Keyes got to the classroom as he saw another kid go in. He moved quickly behind him and slipped into the classroom looking at the room full of students."Oh crap. I must be really late." He thought and moved to a desk with his head low and he sat down. The teacher thrown off by all the students came in looked angry and walked over to his desk. "Now do you have an Excuse today?" She said to him angerly.

"I was held back outside quick. Im sorry." He opened his book and tried to bury himself in it but the teacher didn't let up.

"What is with you kids today. You are given a wonderful opportunity at this school and you throw it away by not doing your homework and showing up late to class. I will not stand for this any longer. If any one is ever late to this class or doesn't do their homework so help you there will be so many essays you wont know what to do." The teacher then moved back to the front of the room and looked over them."Now lets get back to the lesson at hand.

Keyes still hid himself in his book trying to remember this book. He had read it a few times before so it wasn't like it was hard for him. But he just couldn't keep his attention on the teachings. He had been getting strange feelings lately and he just couldn't explain them. And now he was attacked by some strange wolf that just disappeared after it was knocked back. There had to be something to explain this.

"Yeah it is. Dude must be deep into mythology."

Gabe enters, and introductions are... well, attempted until the teacher rounds on Sophie.

As the harsh demand silences everyone else in the class, there are.... crickets?

Smothered chuckles ripple through the room, turning quickly into coughs and shuffling papers. Alicia, half-hidden in studious concentration behind her book, grins like a madwoman, purses her lips, and again makes a breathy trill sound that mimics almost exactly a cricket's song.

The teacher scowls daggers, but returns to the lesson.

Having sucessfully lightened the mood, she winks a blue eye at Sophie and grins broadly at Gabe with a bit of a wave, gazing at her watch and then the clock in a clear 'are we out of here yet?' fassion.

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Lateef had arrived at the actually field only about 5 minutes after the class had begun, so thankfully the running he took to get there saved him a bit of the harassment he would have gotten if he would have walked. As it turned out though this one only one of the fields, so for a first time student Lateef had gotten there on time. When he got to the field it had been empty though the coach had been at the locker room entrance and waved him. There had been the practice before the people were picked, to make sure they were good enough so he recongized him.

The coach himself was a decently tall British man with a shaved head and a hard face. He could tell by just looking at the man that it was going to be.. interesting in the very least. While all the students were sitting and standing in the locker room the coach was pacing back and forth as he spoke/screamed at the new players he had this year. "I used to be one of Manchester's best so I know a Bloody good player when I see one. So I picked ever last one of you personally because you are either one of the best or because you have the potential to be one of the bloody best! So if I see one of you bastards slacking off I will kick you right out!"

That talk went on for a while, the rest of the time was not spent actually playing, since it was the first day the day was spent getting your uniforms and your shoes and your lockers. When Lateef had went to get his equipment from the coach he was not free of the usual insult that followed each of the to be team members. "Your lucky this isn't swimming or else I'd force you to chop off that hair you one eyed sand rat." Taking the clothes Lateef walked off and went to the locker that was designated for him.

A Few of the others were already opening up their lockers and talking to each other. Lateef at the momment was not talking, though he did joke at this kid who had playfully made fun of the eye patch. It would prove to be interesting he was sure of that. Opening up the locker Lateef had to cover his nose and cough a few times. "What the... smells worse then the River Styx.." to be perfectly honest though Lateef did not want to know what the smell was. In there though there was some writing a taped on picture of a naked woman.

Sighing Lateef tore the picture down, it was all crumbled and she was a little to pale for his taste, and she looked like if she leaned over she might lose balance and fall on her face, which he didn't think was possible. Taking a marker he had in his pocket he joined the others in that locker and wrote down his name and the date. He even added a drawing of a Falcon in the old style.

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