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Jeremie looked at the clock 9:30, then at the screen of his computer with little caring, or meaning. There was little meaning because there was little he could do. Xana had taken William and felled to the net over a week ago. Since then Jeremie has ungraded his friends' Lyoko outfits and found out what, Xana is after. Apparently there are four super computers that exist somewhere on the net, and Carthage was one of them. In order to get the other three; Xana must find and destroy the gates that lead to them. Then easily take out the database and flood the net and eventually the entire plaint with his power and as usual Jeremie and his four friends were the only obstacle in his path. The reason that he didn't care was the fact that one of them had just left the room in a huff. It was the third one in a week, which was bad, but what was worse was he caused it. He knows he shouldn't but he does, he worries too much, is that so wrong. He just doesn't what to lose her, just like he lost . . . the boy shook his blond head to the point were he almost shook his glasses off, trying to shake the memory lose. He looked at the window looking for something to take his mind away from his thoughts. He found it instantly, Jim, the school's gym teacher was standing with his arms crossed, staring at the gate, which was open. Jeremie wondered what he was doing, and on the ground Jim was wondering the same thing.

It wasn't extremely cold, but it was enough to be annoying, the gym teacher gave a shudder and continued to wait. He gave a long sigh and thought ' if she doesn't show I'm going to be pissed,' was the only thing he though. He looked at his watch, 9:31, 'to think this started 12 hours ago. It was 9:31am and there was a phone call that the principal Delmas answered, and although Jim didn't know the full story he's what he was told. At 9:30 a new student will be joining us, apparently all the paperwork, filling and tuition have been dealt with, at that moment he looked kind of nervous and added. Done all before I got the call, and I never even herd of this, but that doesn't matter at 9:30 you, Jim should be here to great her. Jim could understand his bosses discomfort everything done, but no word except the call this morning, to putt it at odd would be an understatement. There was only one other person that he knew of that could do that, and he was still investigating that mystery. Before he could dwell on any more on plots and secrets a car pulled up two people stepped out. One was wearing a black suit and tie and just waked to the trunk and opened it. The other surprised Jim a little more, she had on a long dusty brown coat that went to her brown boots. A pair of dark red oval sunglass blocked her eyes and on her head was a dark-brown cap that had ear flaps. "Hello," she said stinking out a hand with a fingerless glove, which Jim took. "You Jim," he nodded, "we need to get my stuff," before he could say anything she shoved a rather large heavy cardboard box into his hands. Then she took out a large book bag, a very large duffle bag, then a long thin bag, a finally a thin box. Without uttering another word she moved toward the building and the driver took off. Jim ran a little to catch up and even though she was waded down she was moving fast. They were about to reach the dorms when Jim gave a shout, "Ulrich, what are you doing out of your room."

Ulrich jumped and quickly turned, "uh Jim I was just taking a little walk,"

Before Jim could respond there was la bark of a laugh, but boys looked to see the girl she had dropped her things. "You may have come for a walk but will you stay, for a fight," at the last three words she charged throwing a spin kick strait at Ulrich's head and missed by inches she laded and stood still. Ulrich smiled, he was in the mood or a little spar and he knew he could go all out, he readied for and attack.

"Stop," came a strong voice from the middle, "this is no time for fighting," said Jim then pointed at Ulrich "you to bed." Then the girl, "you get your things a follow me!" Before Ulrich left the girl lowered her glasses and meat his eyes. Ulrich froze; her eyes were a blazing orange and seemed to dance like fire. She healed the gaze for just a moment, then winked and rased her glasses, the turned and got her bags. Jim was confused but after giving another look to Ulrich, who was already leaving followed her. "Making friends already uh?" he said laughing, she continued walking. "Uh that was Ulrich Stern, one of my finest students," with that she stopped dead, then shook her head and continued. Jim didn't speak again until he was in front of a door, "this is your room." he put down the box, pulled out a key, the unlocked and opened the door, the girl rushed in putting everything on the bed then looked around, "nice," she grinned at Jim.

He cleared his throat and continued, "breakfast starts at 7:00 a.m. and dinner at 7:00 p.m. and you are not allowed in your room from 8:30am to 4:30pm. For any other rules or questions ask . . . " he trailed off looking out the hall and saw "Aelita, she's Ulrich's friend." The pink haired girl turned when he heard her name, she looked a little distressed but hid it.

"Hello Jim," she said cheerfully, then noticed the girl, "who's she?"

Before Jim could answer the girl spoke "Catherine Moores, pleased to meet you Aelita," she said bowing deeply.

Aelita was taking slightly aback but nodded and smiled in return, "I'm Aelita Stones, I hope you like it here Catherine."

"Oh like the rock group, and call my Cat, please" Cat said coming out of her bow.

"You like them?" Aelita taken sum-what stunned, no one seemed to be a fan but her.

"Hell yea, The Stones, The Beatles, Elvis, they rock, no band can compare to the old rockers."

"Well" Jim cut in "it seems that you're enjoying yourself, so I'll leave you to get settled," with that Jim turned and left.

"Anyway," Cat said with a wave of her hand we can talk while I unpack," she took her duffle bag and went to the small chest of draws.

"Need a," she stopped mid-sentence Cat simple opened one drawer and shoved all manner of clothes in it, then the next two, then threw the empty bag under her bed.

"Now, about your boy trouble," Cat said as she took out a mess of books from her bag,

Aelita was taking aback, "wha- what?"

"Oh please I've looked at people long enough to know when something is on their minds, and you my dear have a big someone."

Aelita opened her mouth, but to say what, deny it, defend it, no "yea, something like that," accept it.

"A fight?" Cat asked hooking up a laptop, "over something stupid." Aelita just nodded. "Well rather then you sharing in either the guy or the fight I'll just ask you two simple questions. Is it something worth losing him over?

"Of course not," Aelita spun and looked at Cat, "he's more important to me then anyone," after she said this she went red.

"So he's your most important person," Cat said almost with a laugh, then waved it off, "the second is just as simple. Do you want to be right, or do you want to be together?"

Aelita didn't answer, but nodded turned and said, "thanks,"

Cat lowered her sunglasses and looked at her, then added, "however, just because you forgive him, doesn't mean you can't let him sweat a little," then winked.

Aelita giggled then excused herself giving a good night, Cat then screeched, took off her coat and gloves. Then she opened the box and pulled a very small dark brown chest and opened it and took out a picture. "So that was Aelita," she said softly to herself lying on the bed, the picture she held was of a pink haired girl who was a few feet from her door. Under the picture typed was the name Aelita Stones, written beside that in red was the word "Hopper."

-well that's it for this chap, R&R-