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Chapter 2 - Glare
As it turned out, Sabine had the same thoughts about the uniform as Ezra did.
"It's just so bland!" Sabine said to Kanan, who was walking with them to their school. He had taken off his armor and his weapon belt in an attempt to blend in.
"I know, Sabine, but it's only temporary." Ezra could not see Sabine's face, but he knew she was rolling her eyes at Kanan as she continued on protesting.
Ezra walked a little behind them, dreading what was about to happen. He was going to go to school. He had not been to school since his parents had been around. Ezra took a deep breath, trying to remove the memory of them from his thoughts. It would just feel weird going here, when he had no parents. It felt unnatural.
"Ezra?" He glanced up to see Kanan looking at him. "We're here." Ezra looked over at the school building. It was about two stories high, and as bland as the uniforms. He saw Sabine already walking inside, and was about to rush after her before he felt a hand on his shoulder.
"You okay?" Kanan asked, looking down at Ezra.
"I'm fine." Ezra steadied his breathing. The last thing he needed was to start to show emotions on the first day. He shrugged Kanan's hand off of his shoulder and joined Sabine.
They walked down the hallways, which seemed much larger than necessary to Ezra, and they came upon classroom 10B.
"Alright, Ezra. This is your class. I'll be in 11A. Have fun!" Sabine said, as she started to walk quickly to her class, eager to show off her knowledge. Ezra looked back up at the door. He was thinking the exact opposite of Sabine. Mustering his strength, he opened the door and stepped inside.
He stood before the class of teenagers his age, all wearing the same bland uniform.
"Would you like to introduce yourself?" The old teacher spoke with a toneless voice.
"Umm… My name's Dev Morgan."
"Thank you, Dev Morgan. Please take your seat." The teacher turned back to the board and started talking again, his toneless voice echoing through the silent room. Ezra slid into a desk near the back, the only one empty, next to another boy. Ezra glanced over at him and the boy gave him a glare. Ezra quickly looked back at the board. He did not want to attract attention to himself.
Now he just had to make it to lunch when Sabine and him could sneak into the basement and snatch the plans. He just hoped the teacher would not call on him, since he could barely understand what was written on the board.
Sabine walked into her classroom, and the teacher asked her to introduce herself. Confidently, Sabine stood in front of the crowd of kids who wore the same bland colors as the school building.
"I'm Monet." A smile formed on her face. Academically, they were all about to be crushed. She took her seat in the second row, and took out the notebook she had snuck in, even though she knew she would not have to use it.
The teacher began to lecture, and she turned to the class to ask a question. "Can anyone tell me about the Confederacy of Independent Systems?" Sabine smiled when the teacher looked confused at the new girl raising her hand.
"Uh, yes…Monet?"
"The government and separatist movement led by Darth Sidious and his apprentice Count Duko, which left the Galactic Republic because of the debate over the taxation and corruption. This soon led to the war."
Sabine could feel all of the eyes look over at her, and this just made her smile more.
"..yes, exactly. Excellent, Monet." Astounded, the teacher turned back to the board to continue lecturing. Sabine looked down to her notebook and began sketching, only half listening to the lecture but still answering all of the questions correctly.
Sabine was loving being in the spotlight. It was quite a change from her normal routine.
"Whoa, that's really cool." The whisper drew Sabine from her thoughts, and she looked over at the source of it. The girl sitting next to her had blond hair tied loosely in a side braid.
"Thanks." Sabine replied, proud of her artwork. She almost went back to drawing before she glanced over at the girl's desk. She was drawing a picture of a flower on her notes. "Whoa, that looks really cool, like that one artist drew."
"He's my inspiration!" The girl replied in a hushed yell.
"Same here!" Sabine replied, excited that someone understood her art.
"My name's Aida by the way. Do you want to sit with me at lunch today?"
"Sure!" Sabine replied, already looking forward to being able to talk about her favorite subject to someone who understood it. A few minutes could not hurt the mission, could it?
"Dev? What is the answer?" Blast it. He had hoped, but it had not worked. He had not been paying attention to a word the man had said; it was giving him a headache. Ezra looked up at the board, hoping to maybe this time understand the words. Unfortunately he was not successful.
"Umm…what was the question?" Ezra winced as the class let out a laugh, and the teacher did not look pleased.
"Who manufactured the TIE fighters?"
Ezra had no idea.
"Umm…the Empire?" The class let out another giggle. So much for not bringing any attention to himself.
"Could you be any more specific?" The teacher asked again, more annoyed that Ezra thought was possible.
"Uhh… the pilots?"
"Not. Even. Close. Can anyone else tell me?"
"Raith Sienar," someone from the class blurted out.
"Yes." The teacher looked at Ezra as he spoke, which made him sink lower into his seat. "Raith Sienar was an engineer…"
Ezra zoned out again, not wanting to strain his brain any more. He thought force headaches were bad, but he had never been border in his entire life. He wanted to get this over with. He glanced up at the boy who sat next to him and confirmed his suspicion. The brown haired boy was still giving him the death glare.
And Ezra did not want to stick around to find out why.
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R & R
~ Kavella ~