Merlin-

I approached the rickety old house, it honestly looked like it was going to fall on its side as if to say I wasn't any better my body managed to trip over the air and land head first into a bush on the path.

The door suddenly flew open and and my uncle gaius came trundling out

'' oh my... Merlin?... Merlin are you okay?''

''mumfp'' I mumbled my mouth full of foliage

''what?'' gaius's eyebrow rocketed skyward at my failed attempts to communicate. I would have laughed if I wasn't currently strewn across a bush.

I spit the leaves out my mouth causing him to chuckle and my pathetic attempts

''I'm alright'' I said to more my self then him

I shook my long, ebony hair out of my face and lifted my pale blue eyes to meet his for the first time in 2 years to see my uncle face, full of knowledge and tales he had yet to tell.

He extended his old worn hand to haul me out the bush, his eyes critical looked at me causing me to shrink at the scrutiny. I wasn't a Victoria's secret model I knew that I had a slender tall ( in other words lanky body) My oversized jumper dwarfed what little curves I had. Gaius met my eyes and offered me a warm, welcoming smile. This isn't going to be so bad I thought relived.

Gaius led me into the house and showed me to my room. After he left I immediately collapsed onto the bed. My eye caught the little mirror on the plain draws the only other furniture I had in the room besides the double bed with pale blue bedding.

I rummaged in my bag for a pair of scissors and brought the mirror to the windows sill with the bin. I took the scissors and hacked and my long hair till it feel just past my shoulders. It seemed a drastic random act but I wanted to cut it forever but my mum never allowed me as she said it wasn't lady like I loved her more then anything but sometimes she was a little mediaeval. I looked back in the mirror and was pleased with how I looked, my hair looked messy but in a surf style way perfect! I smirked at the irony 'a new start , a new me' how cliché that's why I loved it . My face broke out in a full grin accentuating my already sharp cheekbones.

This was my chance to focus on my English studies as my mum wanted. My mind drifted back to Ealdor my little quaint home village back in Ireland. I already missed will and my mother. I was suddenly brought out of my thoughts by a shout from downstairs.

'' Merlin my girl. Tea is on the table''

I heaved a contemplative sigh and trudged downstairs

Arthur-

I pulled open the doors to Camelot's performing arts school . The top prestigious performing school in England. Natural I was the head boy or 'prince' as I so rightly should be called. I smirked causing most girls I wasn't bothered to swoon. I inwardly chuckled. Well modesty wasn't my speciality . I strode though the corridors to find my friends congregating outside my locker. I smile and pulled of my designer sunglasses.

''Hey''

''Hey loser'' I turned to glare at Morgana my half sister smirking at me. The cheek! She was done up to the nines. Not to surprising then!

''Hey'' the rest collectively said I smiled back at my 'knights'

( nicknamed by Morgana in an effort to annoy me, but I sort of liked it) I had Lance, Percy, Leon, and Elyan.

''Has anyone seen Gwaine '' a little high pitched voice chirped in from beside lance. Ahh Gwen if Lance hadn't got there first I wouldn't mind having her as my girlfriend. But being the amazing person I am personally I let lance have her, besides they always looked so happy together.

Lanced answered something along the lines about a hangover. Not surprising then.

''Ohh, Arthur , father wants to speak to you in his office '' Morgana looked far to smug at my suffering to be honest. I muttered my goodbye's receiving sympathetic looks from my friends.

I exited my fathers office grumbling. Just because he was the head teacher he acted like king. Urghhh why did I have the most irritating father on this planet!

These meetings always made me feel worthless but I'd never let anyone see this, I was an actor ( in training) after all I could cover it. I begrudging went to my first class theatre studies with Ms Nimueh, the witch ohh joy.