I do not own Code Lyoko. OC are mine.
3 months later
"Hey. Hey, Ulrich! You listening to me?"
"Uh, what?" Ulrich said, shaking his head. He cast one look across the cafeteria again and turned his attention to his new best friend, Johnny Powers.
"I was asking if you're ready for the big game Sunday," Johnny said, looking at the ceiling in exasperation. "Apparently, you're not. Who were you looking at?" Johnny was suddenly very interested.
"No one," Ulrich said hastily. His eyes, however, betrayed him, looking again across the cafeteria. Johnny followed them.
"Oh, no. Ulrich! I thought we talked about this already!" Johnny sighed, burying his blond head in his hands. "Kailey Hasz is completely off-limits. She's dating Roger Davis, the swimming star, remember?" Looking up at his friend, he added, "And Roger won't forgive you if you take his two year girlfriend away from him. He's not big, but he's wickedly smart and he'll get you back subtly."
"I wasn't looking at her," Ulrich lied. Johnny shot him a look. "I was admiring her new dye job, that's all, I swear." Johnny looked at him, pondering his friend.
"I guess if Roger catches you looking at her that would slide," Johnny said, twirling his spoon thoughtfully between his fingers. "It's not like her hairs a common color now, is it." Ulrich nodded, tossing Kailey a look again. Her hair, once the color of caramel, was now a pale shade of violet with ice blue highlights.
"I can't decide if its blue or purple," Ulrich said, turning his head a bit to watch the light shimmer across Kailey's ponytail.
"Maybe its both," Johnny said with a shrug, returning to his lunch. "You know Kailey's just weird like that. You weren't here last year, but when she started her hair was such a brilliant red I thought her head was on fire."
Ulrich continued to look at her, trying to imagine her with fire red hair. Unsuccessful, he looked at his tray. His pudding was gone. "Johnny," he said, "where did my pudding go?"
"Why? Did you want it?" Johnny teased, taking the pudding out of his bag. Ulrich shook his head while he accepted his pudding, thinking how much Johnny reminded him of Odd.
'Except Odd would have eaten it,' Ulrich thought, digging a spoon into the butterscotch pudding cup with unwonted anger.
"Whoa, easy there, Ulrich," Johnny said, looking up from the history notes he had just pulled out of his bag, "what did that pudding do to you?"
"Nothing," Ulrich muttered. "Just, er, stressed, I guess. Not looking forward to the history test much."
"Tell me about it," Johnny said, accepting his friends explanation. Ulrich sighed with relief. He was trying to keep his life in France separate from his new life in America, but it was always popping up in his mind unexpectedly. He just nodded while Johnny ranted on about Ms. Karnes and her idea of teaching. When the bell rang, they gathered up their bags and headed towards the dreaded history test.
