Hey guys, Happy New Years! Hope 2019 is going well for you. I'm finally ok with this chapter but enough of my bs, I'll let you read.

Disclaimer: I do not own Infinite Stratos... but it'd be nice to have one.

The lunch bell finally rolled around after forever and I was starving.

"Man I'm starving," Ichika yawned while stretching out his arms.

"I hungry too. Say Ich–"

"I can buy you lunch," a girl randomly shouted out and interrupted me.

"No wait, Ichika, I will!"

"No, I'll buy you lunch Ichika!"

Most of the girls literally dragged him out of the room and I was surprised he was still in one piece.

"Is this how it is for him every time?" I asked no one in particular. I sighed and started heading out but before I could leave the classroom, the only other male besides Ichika and I stopped me.

"Excuse me, but what was your name again?" he asked me.

"Just call me Tony, no honorifics. It's much easier for probably both of us." I respond. "What was yours again?"

"Charles Dunois. I'm still getting used to saying my name backward and honorifics too so don't worry."

"I'm glad I'm not the only one," I sigh in relief. "Say, want to get lunch? I was going to ask Ichika but, as you saw, he got carried away by a mob of teenage girls."

"Uh, sure," Charles replied. I noticed he was blushing a little. This is starting to confirm two of my theories about Charles when I first saw him.

"I hope we don't run into the same fate as Ichika," I sigh.

"I hope so too."

We were walking out of the classroom and not even ten seconds later, I hear a large number of footsteps coming from behind us. We turn around and there was an even bigger mob of girls than Ichika's coming for us.

"Speak of the fucking devil," I curse myself for jinxing us. "Run Forest, RUUUNNNN!" I ran as fast as I could sprinting down the halls.

I was glad Charles wasn't left in the dust as we kept outpacing the mob. There was a split in the hallway we were coming upon and we decided to split up hopefully to break the mob.

"What… the fuck…" I gasped. I've never been through this experience and frankly, I don't want to go through it again.

I ended up losing them, thankfully, and finally went to satisfy my starvation.

Along with my now peaceful stroll of getting lunch, I saw Ichika along with some girls heading to the roof.

"Don't want to disturb them… wait… one, two, THREE?!" I internally screamed. Don't tell me that one of the three males here is a playboy…

"Hey guys, wait up!" I heard Charles in the distance trying to catch up with Ichika. I sighed of relief, dismissed my previous thought and went to get lunch.

I ordered two bowls of Ramen and headed to a single table. I was extremely hungry and anything would help. I slurped up the first few noodles and almost cried. This was the best thing I've had in a few weeks.

I ate the first bowl in 2 minutes despite burning my tongue off but I didn't care. And yes, I did wait the three minutes before chowing down. I was about to eat the second one until I saw someone slumped over a couple tables from me complaining about not being able to get food.

She had her head down and I could hear her stomach grumble from where I was sitting.

"Why the fuck not," I shrugged. I stood up and walked over to the girl. She had silver hair, a more military-style school uniform, and I believe an eyepatch based on the outline from her hair.

"Umm, excuse me," I tried to get her attention. Nothing. I tapped her on the shoulder and got no response. I tapped harder and still nothing.

"Hey, are you alive?" I asked now poking her head. I knew she was but just in case she died of starvation. I quickly knew she was after she grabbed my hand and nearly crushed it with her grip.

"Ow, what are you doing?" I tried to ask without letting anyone know I was in deep pain.

"What do you think you're doing poking me?" she replied with no emotion.

"I saw you weren't able to get food and since I had some extra lunch, I thought you would want some based on what I heard your stomach say."

"How do I know you didn't poison it or anything?" she asked. Her stomach grumbled again.

"You're stomach says 'I don't care.' Do you want the food or not?"

She snatched the Ramen out of my hand and tore into it. The only thing that held her back was how hot the soup was.

I let her be after that, probably because I won't see her again and left to go back to class.

I barely made it back to class on time again after trying to avoid the onslaught of girls chasing me through the halls again. I was mere seconds from being hit with the clipboard that Chifuyu-sensei has. Jesus, those girls will literally do anything to get a guy. Now I'm starting to understand how Ichika feels.

While sitting down, I notice the girl I gave my lunch to was in my class towards the back. And my suspicion of an eyepatch was also correct.

Chifuyu-sensei started class and started talking about IS shield systems. I knew somewhat about it but not having Ichika here was harder to understand it. Speaking of Ichika, where was he?

"Sorry I'm late, Chifuyu-nē," he apologized only to get whacked in the head with her clipboard multiple times.

"Speak of the devil," I thought. Although I do feel bad for Ichika. He's already been through this three times today. It's either the book or clipboard, and I don't like both.

"It's Chifuyu-sensei at school Orimura-kun. Even Antonio knows better and he's only been here for less than a day," she addressed Ichika.

"Wouldn't it be better to use a different example?" he asked while clutching his head.

I would've agreed if not for fear of getting hit by her clipboard. That thing and the book almost gives me PTSD and I haven't even been here a full day.

"Shut up and pay attention!" Chifuyu-sensei ordered. Ichika sat in his seat and paid attention to the lesson all while clutching his head.

After school finished, I was introduced to my room. I didn't expect much, but it looked nice and neat. Though, I noticed two beds in the room.

"Uhh, excuse me, but what's with the stuff on both the beds?" I asked the female teacher who was showing me my room.

"You have another roommate. They probably took up both as they were living by themselves. They're gone right now but they should be back soon," she told me. "Enjoy your room."

"Thank you!" I said to her. The room was bigger than my old one and it had a lot more storing space.

My roommate had lots of military gear, uniforms, and… knives. She had an entire fucking collection of knives from a small Swiss army pocketknife to a meter-long katana.

"Remember to not piss them off in the future Antonio," I sighed in my head.

I put down my stuff to the side of the room to where it wouldn't trip anyone.

I needed to let nature take its course so I went to the bathroom.

I opened the bathroom door but there was only a shower and a sink with a towel rack.

Luckily, I remember Ichika telling me his room number so I decided to go to his room to find out. He usually left it unlocked from what he told me earlier. I opened the door but no one was even there.

"Well shit. What else am I supposed to fucking do," I cursed in Spanish so no one would understand me if they heard from the hall.

I went looking for a teacher to explain this monstrosity to me. I finally found the green-haired teacher from my class earlier.

"Excuse me, Sensei?" I asked. She seemed startled when I spoke but I guess it couldn't be helped since my voice is probably the lowest out of the entire school. "Where are the restrooms in the dorms?"

"Oh, they are all at the end of the halls. Unfortunately, they're all female since this is the first year we've had males."

My soul almost left me when I heard that. "Is there a family restroom or somewhere where I could go?"

"There is a family restroom for visitors and the security guards, but that's back at the main entrance. Sorry, it's either that or the restrooms in the halls."

"Okay, thank you."

I took off for the bathroom at the main entrance. I was not going to lose my dignity on the first day of school even though my body was saying otherwise.

"You're kidding me that the only restroom available for us is at the front entrance?!" I ranted to Ichika who I happened to see on the way back to the dorms. He told me he was coming back from training with girls who had their own personal IS to get better.

"I know. I wasn't prepared either. Instead, I just pray now that no one is inside," He responded.

I deadpanned at him with a confused yet disgusted look on my face.

"Is something wrong?" he asked me. This guy is a fucking brick.

"Oh, uh, nothing, there was a fly around you."

"Really, where?" he asked while trying to look around for the fly.

"This guy is definitely a fucking blockhead," I sighed in my head. "It flew away, but I think we need to get back. The sun is setting already," I told him.

"Okay, let's go."

I made it back to my room to get settled in. I knocked a couple times just in case my roommate was already inside. When I touched the doorknob, I felt something was wrong. I prepared myself and opened the door.

Good thing I had self-defense lessons after I dropped out of school or else I would've been dead. Although, I wasn't sure whether was going to die in a bit seeing as I was barely holding my own from the knife being driven into my chest.

"What's a guy like you doing here in my room?" the girl asked in a monotone voice. She didn't let up even a bit while asking that.

"Uhh, I've been as… assigned to this room," I tried telling her without shaking my voice but I was already failing. It didn't help that it was a girl who was dead set on stabbing me. I finally got a look at the girl's face and it was the one I gave my Ramen to during lunch.

"Aren't you the same girl I gave the Ramen to?" I asked hoping that it would get her to stop trying to stab me.

She let me go and apologized. Then, she took one of the bedsheets and shook everything off. Knives (of course), clothes, and crumbs fell off the sheet and fell in between the beds.

I've dealt with knives in the past, but no encounter was more startling than this seeing all of the knives fall off the bed sheet.

She fixed my bed and it she fixed it similarly to the way Roberto had mine when he was on his shift.

"Here's your bed. Sorry about the mess," she told me still in a monotone voice.

"This should be an interesting year," I thought to myself.

"If you even think about doing anything funny, I won't hesitate to stab you, even in your sleep," she threatened me.

So the one girl that I think I've gotten along with already wants to stab me.

"After earlier, I wouldn't doubt it," I sighed.

I started unpacking my stuff as she paid no attention to me and continued cleaning her knives. I wanted to break the ice but she had a dagger that she was cleaning in her hands and I definitely don't want to say something wrong. I finally built enough courage to at least scratch the ice.

"I never really got your name. What is it?" I asked hoping to Jesus I didn't already say something wrong.

She put her dagger down, got up from her bed and stood up full military style. "Laura Bodewig, an elite of the German Army!" she told me. She even saluted while looking proud of the title.

"By the way, thanks for the Ramen," she suddenly said out of nowhere.

"Uhh, yeah, you're welcome."

This could take some time getting used to but I think I could survive. Maybe Laura wasn't this bad after all.

"I think I'll shove this dagger through your throat in a day or two," she announced.

Okay, maybe she was this bad.