[center][h2][color=a36209]Vincent Gulfus[/color][/h2][/center]

Vincent had let out the largest sigh of relief upon realising the teacher wasn't as bad as his imagination had hyped her up to be. Returning to his seat, he viewed the other students with his eyes. Each and every single person had a story to tell of their own kind. Some of the story's might be similar but no two story's would be exactly the same. Of course nobody had a story like Vincent's. First day got kissed by a guy and saw a lady's panties not that he didn't mind the latter as such, yet he wouldn't tell anyone he liked it. Nobody really needed to know about his closet pervertedness especially with the new rumour floating around his head. Never the less all these people sitting in this room could be seen as candidates for friendship. Except maybe all of those that heard the rumour. Vincent pouted in annoyance, Why the hell was it so hard to make friends all the time. He had two friends. A French guy whom wasn't as versed on the culture here as he should of been. Then a slightly weird girl whom seemed to have little to no shame. [color=a36209]"I guess weird people attract weird people"[/color] Vincent murmured to himself under his breath as the Fusion Lesson continued in full swing. 

Throughout the entirety of a lesson that Vincent already understood, he was glancing at Ethel. Making sure she was either writing or talking to avoid drawing her attention. Still he wondered why he had a odd attraction to the girl. It wasn't love god no, he was here for card games not for love. Yet he saw a little of himself inside the antisocial blue haired girl. She seemed to dislike other peoples attention and the general company of annoyances. Vincent understood that, Yet he didn't seem to understand why he felt guilty of something upon his first viewing of her. Maybe he had done something to her in a alternate reality that crossed the barriers between dimensions. Probably because he had glanced at her skirt for too long. He regretted that. She did seem pretty darn strong though even though she used a deck that  clash with her character. Guess she was too late for the one she wanted. Vincent was completely unsure in his analysis of Ethel he could be 100% wrong and not know it. Noting the lesson was going to end soon he quickly wrote down a few notes of his own. In order to pass the lesson without getting a detention for not doing work. Vincent exited the Fusion room as one of the later people. His next lesson was an English lesson, perhaps the most boring subject to have ever been added to a curriculum in the entire existence of this plane. 

English was as to be expected. Boring in its entirety, especially considering that the disinterested teacher from the day before happened to be teaching it. Vincent almost fell asleep during that lesson not once not twice but 7 times, only brought back to being awake by the fear of having a detention on the second day of school. A fear which would cause his parents to hound him with annoyance. God help him if he was actually upfront to them about his perverted thoughts, probably get the worst beating of his life from his mother and his fathers congratulations. Still he didn't want to go through that route ever, life here wasn't a game that could just be reset or rewound through save files. Never the less English ended eventually after what seemed like hours of thinking and of writing down pointless things. 

Vincent pulled out his D-Ciever, His eyes viewing the next lesson with a bit of childlike glee present within them. The next lesson was Action Duelling. Something he had only seen on the TV as Entertainment Duels. Vincent began walking down towards the Action Duelling Arena. Walking down the staircase Vincent moved with great haste. His mind racing with the concept to participate in a Duel where the monsters where actually solid and could be ridden. Standard duelling was his first pick for a course but... Action duelling was his close second, Vincent could soon be seen running across the Desert towards the Action duelling arena, he looked awfully silly with the backpack hanging lopsidedly on his back. But he had arrived and he was ready for the lesson with a look that shone with childlike eminence. He was the Chaos ambassador, Inside his mind he had already formulated a million ways to prove the worth of chaos with his mediocre deck. Shame someone would be trying to kill him while he attempted to show it. 

He had arrived midway through the Army looking teachers speech. Whom had had large muscles and a frame that reeked of army training. It made Vincent promptly disliking of the appearance. Though the teacher had values Vincent could get behind. Vincent listened to the lecture of a few students. Their names Vincent promptly noted down along with each of their individual appearances in the crevice of his mind. The teacher then said something that made Vincent pause and stop. he wanted Volunteers for an action duel? Vincent couldn't refuse. Rising his  hand into the air he said something that he could regret. [color=a36209]"Sir I would like to volunteer for this Action duel so that I can partake in the fun of it"[/color] Vincent said his eyes seeming halfway between a blood lust and excitement. 

[i]You could almost feel that he was going to murder something.[/i]