Mariana read her study guide for mid-year testing quickly. She kept on hearing Nero's words in her head: "Every last bit of study counts." Since Nero was away for a G.L.O.V.E meeting, they received a free study period during their normal class time.
"What're you doing?" Caireen said, walking over to the table Mariana was using in the library.
"Studying for Technology," Mariana said, pointing at one of the confusing diagrams on her guide. They may still be first years, but everything they learned in there still came to them as confusing.
"Caireen!" Marc shouted. At least they thought it was Marc.
"I better go see what he wants," Caireen said. She could her Marc moaning so she just followed the noise. A lot of people seemed confused as they heard him groan.
She finally found him, crushed under a lot of books, a shelf on his legs. She couldn't help but laugh.
"The shelf fell on me!" Marc shouted as Caireen reached down to lift the shelf up.
Mariana appeared next to Caireen.
"Now this is much better than studying," She said.
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"No, Ms. Trinity, we will not launch the attack." Nero said.
"COME ON!" Shelby screamed like a toddler who didn't get the toy they wanted at the store.
"You really think that killing is the answer here? If we capture them, it will be much more useful, so we can force information out of them." Nero said.
"But killing is so fun!" Shelby said.
"Injury is better to inflict than death." Wing said, standing next to his wife.
"You injure, I kill! Its the perfect plan," Shelby said.
Suddenly, the whole room plunged into darkness.
"What the hell?" Otto said somewhere in the dark. He tried to connect with the lights, but he was unable to turn them on. They must have been remotely burned out. A woman walked out. No one recognized her. She was holding a flashlight.
"Hello, my prisoners," She said with a nasty smile.
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"I hate this class," Caireen whispered to Mariana as they listened to Ms. Gonzales' lecture.
"Oh well, we can just both get an F on this crap together," Mariana whispered, her empty notebook sheet symbolizing how much she hated Bionics.
Caireen was putting the finishing touches on a huge drawing of the Eiffel Tower she was making for Marc.
"Mariana," Marc whispered, nudging her.
"What?" Mariana asked.
"Should I shoot a spitball at Ms. Gonzales?" Marc asked.
"If you wanna be immature, go ahead," Mariana replied. Marc tried to hold back his laughter.
"Why do you have such a neverending sense of humor?" Mariana asked.
"Because he's Marc," Caleb whispered.
"No! I thought he was Caireen," Mariana whispered. At that moment, both Caireen and Marc died with laughter. Ms. Gonzales looked directly at them.
"Ms. Allen and Mr. Avril," She said, "Please calm yourselves." Caireen and Marc sat straight up and listened, until she looked away.
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"Steak, steak, I love steak, i'm absolutely positively wild about steak," Marc sang as he looked at his steak.
"I'm going to do well in stealth and evasion, but I'll fail bionics along with everyone else," Mariana said to Caleb.
"Bionics? Pssh, I don't need no bionics." Caleb said, throwing down his bionics study guide.
"Yea, where in our villainous careers will we use this crap?" Mariana asked.
"Uh, guys, there may be a problem," Caireen said.
"And what would that be?" Caleb asked.
"Well, we may want to find a more private place to talk about this," Caireen said, gesturing at the doors of the lunchroom.