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When Sophie arrived at her first class the room was mostly full of students, and the teacher was sitting calmly at her desk going through some papers. Sophie entered and was forced to take a seat at the front row. She had a pair of sunglasses perched on her head, and she tucked her blue hair behind her ears, which was not short enough to prevent it from falling into her face. She looked up and met the eys of the teacher.

"You must be one of my new students, Sophie Harris. You're late, but the other one still hasn't shown up," she said distastefully.

Sophie squirmed uncomfortably in her chair and mumbled an apology.

What followed was a very boring lecture and Sophie found herself drifting more than once, and had to catch herself so that the teacher wouldn't see her, being in the front row and completely visible. Several minutes into class the door opened and a boy entered who Sophie guessed must be the other new student. He was wiry and had red hair and a rather serious expression on his face. He seemd unconcerned when the teacher, at her wits end by now and quite frustrated with the late arrivals - there had been one other one in between Sophie and this boy - rebuked him rather sternly. She was glad that the attention was on someone else and not her for now, but she didn't really like the boy's surly, apathetic manner.

She watched him as he sat down near a window, beyond which several birds were hopping around in the grass. Her attention was drawn from the new boy to the birds as she noticed that they were acting rather strangely. They were chittering excitedly and pecking at the glass, almost as if they were trying to get her attention. "Shoo," she whispered, not wanting to get in trouble with the aggravated teacher, and, oddly enough, they did, flying off in a whirl of brown wings.

Lateef sat in his class letting the sun light go over him. This was still his first day in this school and yet another day he had to keep living on as he did. He was not sure about the others if they had actually come once again to exist. Lateef knew of his past life his life as Horus that is. It was in his mind still strong and somethings he would never forget, though those were also things he was never allowed to mention, He could almost remember the other gods that had made the pact with him.. almost.

For now though he just had to settle in and live as he was. His ... new birth parents he supposed was the best way to put it, though he doubted anyone else could really say that. They had gave him a place to live and a place to grow and flourish and for that he could not thank them enough. He believed that his father might have known ahead of time. His father and mother were not exactly followers of his or the old gods but they were mythological historians and when he started to show signs he believed they got suspicious but they never said anything, and he thought that when he begun to read books on himself he got them off the trail.

Laughing inwardly he thought of the tale he had to make for when he lost the eye. The truth was that he had been sneaking out of his girlfriends room at night and on his way home he was followed into a alley by some man. Lateef of course thought of him as nothing more then a mugger so he went to face with him, though it soon turned out unexpectedly. The man had turned into a beast and he had ended up losing his eye and stumbling home. "I was mugged.", he repeated it very quietly to himself.

Looking around Lateef saw a few people, there was a very attractive girl with mane of hair or he thought she was, he found certain things more attractive then regular guys and actually disliked most of the woman the average guy liked. He saw a few pretty girls in there, that was something he could not help but take stock in as soon as he could, but his eye did stop at another young man sitting up with the sun in face that he was sure was the one he had seen when he had the head ache.

Lateef got a feeling in him of triumph, victory, pain and honor. Then his leg throbbed a little and he got a quick flashback involving set eatting some lettuce. Its him..I'll be damned but I know it is him.. For a brief momment he could feel the hole of his eye even more so then usual. Was he aware of who he was? Lateef could not be sure, he had grown in Egypt so he was exposed and he would have most likely remembered sooner.

"Hey.. hey... Haji.." looking over he realized he had actually been staring at the other man, "What is it?" he blinked and looked at the young man who had nudged him, "the teach asked you a question.." blinking Lateef nodded, this man sounded british. "..I Apologize what was the question?" The teacher sighed and rubbed her head, "Why is it that today is the day.. that I get a whole host of late students, new students, people with out their papers in on time. If your going to start a fight you better go to the counselor and get some conflict mediation.. this is a prestigious school we will not have you going at it like peacocks. Make sure you get your book, McGruder's Physics.. get a old one you save money." Turning around she went back to lecturing.

"I'm surprised you actually made her forget her question.. good job. Where'd you get the tattoo mate?" Lateef nodded and settled back down to sitting and sighed a little, he just waved off the question. He had to stop with the small slip ups.. they eventually tally up into a big one and he had to begin paying attention. Shaking his head he actually begun to do so and looked at the teacher and listened it would have to wait.

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Kicking her ratty sneakers into the basket beneath the desk of the student in front of her, Alicia grins a broad, toothy smile at Sophie beside her.

"No worries, the teacher's all talk. S'nice to get some fresh faces in this place. Alicia." She presents her hand for a shake.

"Miss Harding, you're in as talkative a mood as ever, why dont -you- answer?" The teacher raps the board with the proposed question wtih a peice of chalk.

Sitting upright in her chair, pushing imaginary glasses up her long nose, Alicia maintains a perfectly straight face, "Ma'am, the solution to the proposed conundrum can only be derrived useing Polotskivic's third Wave Mechanics theorum in which the ambient generated radion energy emmited from the heretofore unproved existance of universal 'dark matter' occupying the space between spaces acts upon intrusions by energized particles to perform the function of a atom smasher in a natural vacuum unbiased by outside contamination."

The room is silent for a moment, and Alicia's face splits again in the ear-to-ear grin as scattered laughter errupts. What she'd just said was a load of complete and utter bollox, but she'd said it with such an aire that, for a moment, even the teacher was trying to follow along. The poor woman makes an exasperated sound and goes on to finish the question, having made the mistake already this morning of calling on the class clown.

Alicia revels in the laughter, linking her hands behind her head at the base of her almost mohawk-like hair.

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Keyes watched as people showed up late and took the attention off of the teacher bickering at him about his assignment. He didn't like half the teachers here. he would get yelled at and other things like that while other students would just get ignored. He sat back a bit and paged through his book not paying attention to class. He listened every so often catching a few things. He noticed a few new kids i nthe class today and kind of put it in the back of his head putting his mind into his text book continuing his studying from the night before.

It wasn't long before the teacher started asking questions and putting most of the students off guard. He laughed a little bit as a girl sitting in the room who he had seen before but didn't really know give such a bull crap answer. The teacher then turned to Keyes and asked him the same question. He looked up slightly and rambled off the right answer and went back to his book just paying attention enough to hear the questions.

He looked at the clock and saw that class was almost over. He looked out the window to see what it was like out and he saw Hugin and Mugin flying around the school. He found this strange they normally stayed away from the school and hunted most of the day. He had to remember to run outside quick to see if something had riled them up after class.

Sophie smiled at Alicia and took the hand that was offered. "Sophie," she said. She liked this girl, there was something about her, something feral and natural that reminded her of some horses she knew back home. Animals were different from people. She usually had no problems getting along with people as well as animals, but they were different. It was hard for her to explain, even to herself. She just had these gut feelings about such things. But this girl was something else.

Sophie couldn't help giggling as the girl produced some completely bullshit answer to the teacher's question seemingly off the top of her head. The teacher was stumped for a few seconds, too exasperated even to reprimand the girl.

Sophie's attention was drawn momentarily once again to the windows overlooking the grounds, and she noticed two ravens flying low around the building, as if they were waiting for something. What is with the birds today? she thought.

When the teacher turned her attention to another student near the back of the room, Sophie turned to Alicia and said quietly, "Does she always have a stick up her skirt, or is this just her lucky day?"

Gabe just wanted to get through the rest of the class period without any weirdness. He had missed some of what the teacher was talking about during that little 'episode' but he was good at math, and they were going over things that he had already learned at his old school, so he had no problems when the teacher started calling on him to answer questions.

He noticed a girl sitting directly in front of him with naturally red hair covered by a baseball cap. She was pretty in a cute, boyish sort of way and he wished that she wasn't wearing the cap so that he could get a better look at her hair, the color of which fascinated him.

The girl wasn't paying very much attention in class and looked as if she had been daydreaming when the teacher suddenly called on her. He expected her to be unable to answer the difficult question but was extremely surprised when she pulled the correct answer right off the top of her head without even doing any work.

Just then, as he looked at the girl, he thought he got a whiff of some rotten, metallic smell, like...blood...and death...he thought, but that was ridiculous. The odd smell faded almost as soon as it had come and he dismissed as probably the smell of somebody's lunch.

"New students drive her batty. She's got a horrible memory. If she learns your name, it's a bad sign." Alicia murmurs in response wearing the same meat-eaters grin. After all; the teacher knew -her- name.

Dark blue eyes glance up, quickly. One of the laughters from her little performance had been the same off-kilter, slightly eerie sound she'd heared before. This time, rather then being outside, the sound had seemed to come from inside the classroom. But there was nothing to be found and she doesnt let it faze her. Probably bad mushu gai pan from last night.

Speaking of lunch, that clock that Keyes had watched finaly ticked away the time left in this pit, and the bell rings crisp and clear. The teacher rambles out pages of homework over the sound of people leaving, and Alicia scoops her books into her backpack to follow the rest of the herd out of the small doors to sweet, temporary freedom.

"Trust me." She says to Sophie as she stands, "This school is great. You can goof off as much as you want in class; assuming you do well enough on the tests. The teachers are pretty much paid enough not to care."

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Keyes watched the last few minutes tick by and as soon as the bell went off he picked up his stuff and threw it in his bag and was out of the classroom. He moved down the hallway quickly making sure no teachers were watching as he moved outside quick to the front courtyard and just out of sight of the area.

He got a ways out and looked into the sky and whistled loudly"Hugin! Mugin! Get down here!" He yelled and watched as his two birds circled slowly down and landed on his arm. He pet their heads slightly noticing they were panicked a bit and seemed slightly ruffled up."What happened to you two," He spoke out loud picking some stuff out of their feathers. He pulled some food out of his bag and let them pick it out of his hands as he walked slowly back to school.

He was approaching the school when he heard a growl from behind him. He turned around in time to duck from a wolf jumping at him."Go!"He yelled shaking his arm sending his birds off into the air. He picked up a longer stick off the ground watching as the wolf came back at him. He dodged again quick and getting a strong hit on the wolf's stomach hitting him and knocking it back. As it hit the ground it seemingly disappeared into a shadow and was gone. "Now what was that." He said to himself still in shock at what happened. He turned and was walking back to school in disbelieve. He made it to a bench outside of school and sat down thinking to himself. Hugin and Mugin flew down and landed on his shoulders and snapped their bills at him checking to see if he was safe. He pet there heads and looked out into the woods confused at what just happened.

Though he'd paid attention through the entire class, even chuckling a bit at the mohawked girl's joke, Shad had not been called on a single time. Part of him appreciated this, as he truly had no no desire to answer a question; the rest of him, however, was mildly insulted.

He'd also been getting stared at, which was a sensation that he absolutely hated.

The bell finally rang, and the other students started filing out of the classroom almost immediately. Shad took his time gathering his supplies, waiting for the crowd to die down before he exited. As he waited, he caught a flicker of motion out of the corner of his eye, and he turned towards it sharply—but there was nothing there.

First the nightmares, then the phantom image, and now this? Was he finally losing his mind?

Frowning, Shad finally hefted his backpack and departed, being one of the last to leave the classroom. The only other was... an egyptian boy? Wait, why does he look so damned familiar? Shad's pace slowed to a halt, mere feet from the door. The other boy looked up, and their eyes met.

A shiver ran down Shad's spine, fear and anger coursing through him; he immediately averted his eyes, slipping out into the hallway and setting off towards his next period at a brisk pace. That was the same bastard that I imagined earlier! Shad's blood boiled, his fingers twitching with the desire to strangle the other boy. Why the hell does he piss me off so much? I don't even know him, do I?

...Wait, did I have lunch or english next?...

...Ah crap.

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Sophie gathered her books, shoved them in her bag and slung it over her shoulder as she followed Alicia out the door. "This place is nothing like back home." She had gone to a small, private yet fairly exclusive and expensive school that was basically the landmark of her hometown. The teachers were strict and everybody knew everybody else. Her grandmother had always wanted her and her brother to have the best education money could buy.

Sophie thought about all of the weird thngs that had been happening around her lately. They were the kind of thoughts that her brother would probably call 'conspiracy theories'. He usually had a more rational explanation for things where Sophie was ready to believe that aliens had crash-landed in her backyard. Wouldn't that be cool? Nobody had believed her the time when she was ten years old that she had told the house staff back home that she had seen her granddad's ghost causing havoc in the dining room, although that was really only to explain away a broken vase that she and her friends had accidentally knocked over while playing tag.

And then there was what happened last summer. She and Gabe had gone riding down some rather rocky, unused paths and her horse had slipped and broken its hind leg, nearly seriously injuring her in the process. They had been trying to create a tourniquet for it when Gabe touched the leg and the horse was healed. They told no one about it, and Gabe refused to talk about it. Looking back, she wasn't even sure that it had really happened.

But then there were the odd feelings she had been getting lately. Animals had suddenly decided to act weird around her. And at times, she almost felt like she could understand them. She would keep what had happened between her and Gabe to herself for now. But being the kind of person she was, she had a tendency to speak whatever was on her mind, and it didn't really occur to her that she might say something that someone else would find strange, even if she had just met that person. So, as the two girls stepped out into the hall, parting from the crowd of students exiting the classroom a little, she turned to Alicia.

"Do you believe in psychic powers? You know, like the supernatural and all that?"