A/N: Totally forgot about the disclaimers and stuff. I don't own Professor Layton or any of the game's characters. I only own the many OCs. Too many OCs. Whatever, they won't show up very often, hopefully. Alright back to the story.

"You know how old my sister is? That's great!" Kyle said excitedly.

"Your sister is 10," Luke explained, "6 years ago, she was 4. That must mean that your mother was 28. Now your mother is 34. In 14 years, your sister will be 24 and mother 48. 24 is half of 48."

Kyle started to point at his fingers while he muttered some calculations.

"Hey, you're right! Now she can't be mad at me!" Kyle shouted. Just at that moment, an agitated Mr. Eddie walked into the room with a smug George not so far behind. George sat proudly down in his back seat, while Mr. Eddie turned to the board and started to write Integer Multiplication quite angrily.

"Didn't anyone ever tell you to respect your mentors," Mr. Eddie discreetly huffed to himself. Luke could still hear him, though. Luke remembered the first time Professor Layton told him that.

One must always show gratitude to one's teachers. That's what a gentleman does.

Thinking about the professor made Luke sad. Would he ever see him again? Luke tried to pay attention to the lesson, but these thoughts kept clouding his mind.

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A loud, almost deafening bell echoed through the halls of Feldrid Elementary. It snapped Luke out of his daydream. Was it lunch already? He had fantasized through the whole lesson! What would the professor think of him? It isn't very gentlemanly to have your head in the clouds.

Kyle, who was already standing, grabbed Luke's arm and propped him up.

"C'mon, it's lunch. I'll show you to the cafeteria," Kyle said.

"Alright," Luke replied. He grabbed his satchel, put it over his shoulder, and trailed Kyle to the cafeteria.

The cafeteria was a large, white room with long tables inside it. There were lunch ladies preparing food, and students lined up to receive a meal. Others, like Luke and Kyle, had brought their lunches from home. Luke was about to sit at the nearest table, but Kyle stopped him.

"Whoa dude, you can't sit there," Kyle said, worried.

"What? Why not?" Luke asked.

"George and his buddies sit there. You don't want to mess with them," Kyle explained. Luke was about to protest, but decided against it. After his last encounter with George, he wasn't in the mood for a fight. Kyle led Luke towards a table in the far corner, probably the farthest possible table from George. Finally, Luke sat down with Kyle. Across the table, there were two other boys already eating.

"Luke, this is James," he said, pointing to the short blond boy.

"Nice to meet you," James said with a mouth full of peanut-butter sandwich. Luke nodded and shook his hand.

"And this is Billy," Kyle said again motioning toward a confused looking child. "He's a few pickles short of a jar, if you know what I mean."

"Uh, hello," Luke said to Billy.

The boy, Billy, just stared at Luke, making him uncomfortable. Luke turned away, to avoid the boy's glare. Luke took out his own lunch and started eating.

"My new shirt!" a girl screamed from across the room. Her clothes were covered in spaghetti and her tray had been dropped to her feet. George was hovering around her.

"What? You gonna cry or something?" George snickered. His buddies, sitting nearby, snickered as well.

"N-no," the girl said, trying to be brave. Unfortunately, George was twice as tall as she was. Luke recognized the girl from his class.

"Huh, you gonna cry, you baby? The little baby's gonna cry? Huh?" George pestered as he pushed her to the ground.

"HEY! You can't just do that!" Luke hollered as he stood up. All the eyes in the lunchroom suddenly fell on Luke. Including George's.

"Dude, sit down and don't bother him. He does this to her every day. It's not unusual," Kyle hastily whispered to Luke.

"What? Every day?" Luke was appalled. How in the world could everyone just stand by while a lady was being harmed? It was truly ungentlemanly.

"Hey, nerd! You wanna fight?" George screamed. Luke didn't want to fight, but he couldn't just stand there.

"Well, I just want you to leave that girl alone," Luke honestly said. The girl looked a bit shocked and confused. No one had stood up for her before, especially not a stranger.

"Well, come over here and fight me. Then I'll leave the girl alone," George answered.

Luke thought a moment. Again, he didn't want to fight. Unluckily, it was always a gentleman's duties to help a lady.

"A-alright. I'll fight you," Luke stumbled over his words. He had never fought before. George sneered and walked over to where Luke was. At this time, everyone in the lunch room was watching, even the lunch ladies. Of course, no one helped poor Luke, or tried to stop George. Although they might not want to admit it, every person in that room wanted to see a fight. Everyone but Luke, of course.

Luke gulped in fear as George came right up in front of him. Luke put up his arms to cover his head, but he was too late, as George punched him straight in the face. There was a searing pain in Luke's cheek as George's fist collided. The pain was unbearable and felt like an explosion on his face. Luke fell to the ground as he clutched his face.

George wasn't done, just yet. He kicked the whimpering Luke as hard as he could. Luke's screams of agony could be heard throughout the lunch room, but the only person who listened to them was the girl. She quickly ran up to George then tried to pull him away from Luke. George just needed to flick his arm, and the girl went flying to the ground. Apparently, that was enough for her, and she went running.

For what felt like eternity for Luke, Mr. Eddie finally stepped into the room.

"My goodness! George, stop this instant!" he yelled as he ran towards the fight. But right before he could reach him, something bizarre happened. Even Luke himself wouldn't have believed it if he wasn't right in front of him. Something happened, that no one in the room could have even imagined.

A/N: BUM BUM BUM. Cliffhanger. Yes, I know, I'm terrible. I've noticed that there are too many OCs. I will try to use them as less as possible, and mainly focus on Luke. Alright thanks for reading! P.S. I learned how to put in horizontal lines. They are totally awesome.