Simon Hawkes looked up sleepily from his textbook and turned around, his sandy-blonde hair falling into his blue eyes. Chris Nelson grinned, poking his best friend once more with the blunt end of his pencil.
"I'm sorry, Si, did I wake ya?"
"Yes, you bloody did." He grumbled and rested his elbows back on the desk, closing his eyes.
"Poor baby. Up with the head of the cheerleading squad?"
"We were studying." came the muffled reply, and Chris laughed.
"Studying what, the human anatomy?!"
"Shut it." Simon mumbled, sitting up straight as the door to the classroom slammed shut and the teacher walked in, setting the textbooks for the lesson firmly on her desk. Simon groaned sleepily and sighed.
"Hand your homework to the front of the class, and the-" The teacher looked over, growling a little bit at being interrupted, and Simon genuinely felt pity for whoever was on the other side.. Saint Nicholas' Academy's History Teacher had a reputation for making the Wicked Witch of the West look...friendly. As the door swung open, she glowered at a young man with shoulder-length brown hair, brown eyes, average height, wearing the St. Nick's uniform, holding an armful of books.
"Uh..I..just...transferred..here..and.."
"SIT DOWN!" She barked. The boy looked like he was going to faint, and he scurried into the room, taking the empty seat beside Simon. Simon looked lazily at him for a moment, and then looked back, feeling something stirring inside him, but he ignored it...yet there was something new.. he couldn't explain it.. but it was certainly different.




Groaning, tossing his books into his locker, Simon leaned against the metal door, waiting impatiently for Chris so they could make it to basketball practice on time. Nearly skidding on the floor, Chris ran and threw his stuff in, slamming the door. Behind him was the boy from the history class.
"Oh, I forgot, he's going to try out. Simon, this is ..uh...well, I never actually got his name, but he's trying out anyway."
"Mike.." The boy smiled, extending his hand.
"Nice to meet you." He offered a careless smile, shaking his hand before heading towards the gym. The tryout actually went well, and Mike was welcomed onto the team happily. Simon wasn't too sure about how he should feel about the new member....there was still something out of place..he just couldn't put his finger on it... he'd figure it out eventually, though.. eventually..