A solitary computer sat near the corner, which Zidane immediately sat at, Dagger was left to search through the books to find the different versions of the myth.

After a while though Zidane joined her saying "I think we should stick to textbooks this site says Zidane was an oglop."

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Zidane glanced round the table; it was littered with books, old and new. "I've come to the conclusion that this project is gonna give me a headache. This is going to take so much work, but if there is even the slightest chance of discovering the truth…" He trailed off.

Dagger nodded in vague agreement "This going to be virtually impossible, unless a miracle happens, all we can give is our best." She finished as the bell rang; they hastily replaced the books on the shelves and hurried up to the next floor. Zidane took her to Jess and Rose before departing to the next room.

Dagger was more than a bit self-conscious about him leaving; she didn't know why it's not like she hadn't been in this situation that very morning. Jess and Rose guided her to the back of the classroom in the middle row, the desks were set out in fours. There wasn't really time to talk in Mr Raven's class. His rules said talking could only be accepted during exercises, there must be absolute silence when notes were being copied from the board. She didn't like Mr Raven, he had almost bitten her head off when she had told him she was new and didn't have an exercise book. She shuddered at the memory, rarely in her life had she been shouted at.

It was during one of those unbearable silences that Zidane interrupted the lesson.

"Mr Ryan, sent to my class on the first day. A new record isn't it" it was more of a statement than a question. "Take the desk next to miss Rose Crescent –."

"No sir! I haven't been sent out of class for once, my teacher thinks I need a tutor. She thinks I will concentrate more if there was no one to distract me, she said you would assign the task to someone in your class." Zidane interrupted.

"You've already corrupted the minds of the people in my class, no one would be able to teach you two things before you've distracted them. Oh except the new girl, yeah she will be your tutor okay?" With that Zidane nodded and left the room after waving at the three girls.

Zidane and Dagger sat at their lunch table planning their project whilst waiting for their friends who were still in the queue. "We should start by sorting out what we believe and what we don't," She suggested.

"Well I believe…Emma's coming." He said as she sat down next to him.

"Nice to see ya again. So tell us about yourself." Emma said ignoring Zidane completely. He waved his hand in front of her face, "Oh, hey Zidane." He said high-pitched in imitation of a girl's voice. "Sorry Zidane," Emma apologised.

Dagger told them about how her parents were going to leave her in Lindblum and move back to Alexandria in a week, how they had only come to help her settle in. When she mentioned the myth Emma cut her off.

"I bet you two are doing the myth for history. Ya know you two look good together."

Zidane hurriedly changed the subject "So who's your partner then?"

"Sam. Were doing about Treno's war. He's choice. What have we got next?"

"Geography, English and art." Jess said as she sat down "you should know, you were complaining about it earlier."

So the lunch hour was spent eating what Zidane called "frozen solid, disgusting, cold chips" and talking about life in general.

The bell rang and everyone slowly filed out, making their way to afternoon registration. Zidane was talking to Jess as they made their way into the classroom, Dagger followed behind them feeling a little left out. They took their seats and Mrs Bat began the register. Zidane glanced at Dagger, she looked confused or sad he wasn't sure which one. "Hey, what's wrong?" he said softly trying not to attract the teacher's attention. Dagger looked at him as the Mrs Bat's voice shouted. "Mr Ryan! I do believe I told the class I wanted silence. If you say another word I'll send you to the head."

"But – " he argued back.

"That is enough Mr Ryan! Now be quiet!" He wasn't going to back down.

"No! Why should I? I was only asking if she was all right! But you wouldn't have heard that because your" He whispered the word "deaf" The teacher then began demanding the class to tell her what exactly he had said, the class erupted in laughter.

Zidane stayed silent for the rest of registration rubbing his ribs where Dagger had elbowed him.

Geography, five minutes, one floor and two corridors later.

Zidane pushed her towards the teacher's desk and for once sat where he was told.

Mrs Cooke waited for the class to fill up before she placed Dagger anywhere. There were two spare places but Mrs Cooke said, "I'm not having that. Marcus there is no way I am letting you sit next to Mr Ryan for the second year in a row, no one makes the same mistake twice. Can you please move next to Emma?" Dagger was surprised everyone did as she said; it was only later she was told she was everyone's favourite teacher. "Now Dagger is it? You can either sit next to Rose or dare I say it Mr Ryan."

Dagger shrugged and walked over to sit next to Zidane who was smiling at the teacher's comment.

"Well it's your funeral." The teacher continued. "I don't know if your form tutors told you…did they read out a message?"

"No, Mrs Batty was to busy shouting at Zidane" Marcus shouted out.

She laughed, "Well that's not surprising. Anyway, Mr Sparrow (head teacher) was talking about your big projects, and although we know you have to include a little of each subject geography, English and Art have decided to join in with the project. Meaning you will be doing the projects during our classes." The students cheered, Zidane shouted "Alright!" and the teacher continued, "Today you'll be looking at maps to do with locations and era of your projects. Any problems? Okay, the maps are in the filing cabinets, get on with it."

"So where should we start, Alexandria?" Dagger asked she herself hated making decisions. They opened one of the drawers of the filing cabinet; taking out a folder marked 1600s and took their seats. After a while Zidane asked, "So…What was wrong in form?"

"I…I was just feeling a little lost. It was the first time in the day that I wasn't talking to someone, well except for maths. It was nothing really." Zidane's eyes were locked on to hers and she couldn't look away. "Where was I then?" He asked. Dagger handed him the map of Alexandria just for something to do as she replied, "talking to Jess"

Zidane thought for a moment then said, "oh yeah, I was teasing her about fancying Alex."

They began talking about the differences, the modern day city with the seventeenth century one. After all it was common knowledge that both Lindblum and Alexandria were destroyed and then rebuilt during the reign of Garnet and Zidane but it is long forgotten why.

"So why did you move to Lindblum? I mean I always thought girls preferred to stay with their parents where they feel safe" Zidane winced at his clumsy words and phrasing.

"Well, there was a problem at my old school in Alexandria which I'd rather not talk about. Although I hate living on my own I hated it more with my parents suffocating me. I've never really had a friend all I've done is worked." She was just stating the truth, but seeing the pity in his eyes she quickly added, "Not that I'm looking for pity or anything."

Zidane looked up again from the map and asked "So…you've never gone out at the weekend, never had friends, never gone out with somebody, never caused so much trouble in town your sent to the regent, you've never been grounded? Well I'll take back the grounded one, it must have felt rather similar."

"You've done all that?" she said in a surprised tone. Zidane nodded, blushed then added "Well except for the third." Dagger thought for a moment and in her head she heard Zidane's voice repeat his words, she couldn't say she wasn't surprised. "You've never been – " He cut her off as his blush deepened "Shh…Change of subject?" he pleaded. She shook her head and smiled "no" then after a while she said "why?"

He hesitated then reached out for her arm with his left hand and leaned in to whisper, "Look…I…" he faltered, "I…I can't explain."

"Mr Ryan, what you do with miss Gilla outside school is your business but can you keep it out of the classroom please!" Zidane then realised how close they were and sat up dropping his hand, "sorry."

"Now what are you doing?" She took one look at Zidane and the date on the folder and said "The myth. The amount of times he interrupted my lessons last year and when he wasn't doing that he was filling his exercise book with it."

"I only interrupted the lesson when my exercise book was full and I had no other paper on me." He corrected her.

"So what about the myth exactly?"

"Well, we want to find the truth behind it, but if that's not possible we would just do the different versions of the myth." Dagger said.

The teacher nodded "sounds like a plan, you will need the whole folder correct?" at their nod she wrote a note on a piece of paper and handed it to Dagger asking her to place it in the cabinet in the folders place.

As she walked over to the cabinet she read the note "these papers are missing thanks to Zidane Ryan and Dagger Gilla, suits the date on the folder." She shook her head and made her way over to Zidane. He was busy reading her notes on the differences of Alexandria. "Almost time for English, wonder what we will be doing. Did you read the note?" She shook her head and Zidane said, "Ah, Mrs Cooke wouldn't tell me. I don't trust her, last time she said there was a fifty gill prize for whoever returned the papers to her."