New School and Old Faces-

Jaime had lived with Richard for a week now and the man never hurt him. That doesn't mean the boy doesn't flinch whenever he is close to him.

The 16-year-old was absent from the Team because everyone thought it best for him to be able to heal and get used to his new home.

Right now, Jaime was getting ready for his first day of Bludhaven High School. He put on his backpack, grabbed his lunch money (not that he is going to use it) and left the house. His adopter left for work around 4:00AM so Jaime didn't have to worry about him finding out his secret.

Blue and black armour slipped around the Hispanic and he flew until he got a corner away from school. The boy deactivated the outer shell and entered the school ground. He was relieved when no one paid him any mind.

The 16-year-old entered the main office and got his schedule. He noticed it was like his old one just in a different order.

The boy walked to his first class and knocked on the door. He entered when a 'come in' sounded and was greeted with chattering. The teacher, a bald man with green eyes, looked up and smiled.

"You must be Jaime Reyes" the teacher greeted.

Jaime nodded.

"I am Mr. Gick" the man introduced.

The boy murmured a 'nice to meet you' and the teacher told him to sit anywhere. Jaime sat in the back, away from everyone else.

After four periods, lunch finally came.

Jaime sat on an unoccupied bench, laid his head on his arms and closed his eyes. The 16-year-old must have dozed off because, the next thing he knew, a bulky Jock lifted him. Jaime gasped and went limp in the strong hold.

The bulky Jock laughed and the females (clearly cheerleaders) behind him giggled as if it was the funniest thing they've ever seen.

"Hey there shrimp" the Jock said, "how about you give me your lunch money and I'll pull my punches"

Jaime gave a small whimper and tried to curl up but being suspended in the air was making it hard. Memories of father flashed in his mind and tears filled his eyes.

The Jock must have had a time limit because the next thing Jaime knew was that he was on the ground and the male went to punch him. The Hispanic flinched and closed his eyes, waiting for the pain.

He was surprised when none came. The boy opened his eyes and stared in surprise when he saw a feminine hand holding the Jocks fist. The Jock was surprised as well.

The one the hand belonged to pushed the 18-year-old back and stood in front of Jaime. He looked up and stared in shock when he saw familiar red hair, brown eyes and tannish-brown skin.

"Brenda?" Jaime whispered.

The Jock glared and threw a punch at her but a tanned hand caught it.

"It's not nice to hit ladies" a familiar male voice said, "or anyone for that matter"

Jaime looked over at the speaker and his chocolate brown eyes widened when he saw familiar black eyes, brown hair and tanned skin.

"Paco?" Jaime murmured.

The older boy glared at the people keeping him from his prey before turning and stalking off, cheerleaders huffing and following the man.

Brenda and Paco turned to the downed boy and Brenda held out her hand.

"You alright Jaime?" she asked, concern in her voice.

Tears filled his eyes and he grabbed her hand before pulling himself up and wrapping them in a hug.

"I-I" Jaime stuttered as he cried.

"Sh" Paco whispered and rubbed the 16-year-olds back, "it's alright"

"I-" Jaime whispered, "I missed you"

The two smiled softly at the claim and hugged him tighter.

"We missed you too, Blue"