A/N: So this is my first story… Just a note, I haven't played Last Specter yet, so please correct me if I do anything wrong. The whole beginning part of this story is about Luke, so if you love him, you're in for a treat! Happens after Unwound Future.
Luke looked up at the big, white building. It wasn't very tall, but it was as wide as his eyes could venture. There must have been more than fifty classrooms in that building. Luke didn't like this school. He didn't want a new classroom. He missed his old classroom. He missed London. He missed the professor.
He put his hand on the large, brown double doors. He was nervous, for he hadn't been in front of a big class in years. He remembered his first day in the London school. The kids at school bullied him for being smarter than them. They bullied him because he liked puzzles and he never had the chance to make friends. When the professor heard about this, he pulled Luke out of the school, and started to homeschool him. Almost every day, after the professor taught his college students, he would teach Luke and Flora about math, science, puzzles, and all the other subjects a 13-year-old boy and 15-year-old girl would need to know. He even slipped in a few archeology lessons here and there. Luke and Flora appreciated the professor for spending all this precious time just to teach them. At that moment, Luke pushed open the double doors and felt a little jealous of Flora for being able to stay in London.
He walked down the empty beige corridors and looked down at the small card his parents gave him.
Room 321
Have a nice day at your new school, honey. –Mom
Underneath that message was a small smiley face. Even with this sweet message from his mother, he still felt alone and cold at this new school.
A/N:Yes, I know, short chapter. I would appreciate a review . You don't have to if you don't want to though. Even if it's a bad review, I would appreciate it!