Alex mumbled a few curses in Latin as the bell rang signalling interval which meant a few angry SAS soldiers trying to track him down. He finished tying his tie with a flourish, he grabbed his bag and found Tom waiting on the benches outside for him.

"So will you be explaining this mess or am I just going to tag along," Tom muttered rather put out.

"Don't pout, I'm as in the dark about this as you." Alex muttered dragging Tom past the running track and towards the main eating area where everybody was standing around chatting.

"Why don't you just ask them?" Tom asked sighing tiredly.

"You kidding me! I'll deal with it when I get home, come on we have to mix in with the crowd I can see Wolf." Alex said moving to the centre of the 'popular' crowd.

"Ugh you're no fun."

~meanwhile on the outskirts of the lunch crowd~

"Okay, everybody explain again when and where you have Alex in your class," Wolf said scanning the crowd.

"I have him in English next and I'm pretty sure Snake has him for Drama class," Fox shuddered at the thought of Snake doing drama.

"Of all the subjects Kaidan, you pick drama" Wolf said shaking his head.

"In my defence if I taught science, unspeakable things would go down," Snake said groaning at the thought of teaching drama.

"What I'd like to know is why Cub picked drama, anyway have you guys seen Eagle?" Fox asked noticing the missing team member.

"I think he said that he was going to be late, somehow the overactive birdbrain got to teach the Spanish extension classes," Wolf said shaking his head.

How that happened was beyond Wolf he was a native Spaniard, he could speak the language fluently and still he was stuck teaching P.E something was seriously wrong there.

"Look I better head back to class the bell rings in five, and Wolf don't you have a year nine advanced fitness course to run," Fox said grinning.

Wolf groaned at the thought of teaching the Year nines, bunch of whiney high school newbies if you asked him. He ignored the chuckles from Snake and Fox instead choosing to snarl at them, earning a few looks from passing teachers.

"Shut up, the pair of you."

Alex groaned as the warning bell rang for class, he stood up ignoring the cold sweat that dripped down his back from today's wet P.E lesson.

Alex picked up his bag and shouldered it waiting for Tom to get up, what fun English with Fox and his rather insane friend.

"So explain to me again why they designed five floors for what three English classes?" Tom groaned out as his foot connected to the fifth floor.

"As if I'd know come on I'd rather not get detention today," Alex said walking briskly to the door labelled 503.

He slipped in just as the bell rang, stumbling into an empty wooden desk at the front right beside Isaiah's seat.

Wow what a great day, Alex thought sighing quietly.

"Nice of you to join us Mr Rider, and Mr Harris" Fox said sarcastically.

Alex bit back the sarcastic retort that was struggling out of his mouth, instead he chose to pull his English book and his pencil case out.

"Now that everyone's here let's start, I'm Mr Daniels I'll be replacing your old English teacher Mrs Carter until further notice why don't we start by introducing everyone, I want you to write a paragraph about you and your family nothing special we'll share in fifteen minutes" Mr Daniels said grinning innocently.

Alex barely contained the growl directed at Mr Daniels, this was not going to go down well.

Ten minutes in and Alex was grinning at his nearly finished result, this would be fun to read out.

He felt good, alive for once ignoring annoying shivers that continued to race over his body and the heat he could feel radiating off the back of his neck.

God really was he going to get a cold, a month into term two?

"You have five minutes left, remember punctuating does actually count this is English class, yes I'm talking to you Mr Harris" Mr Daniels said from the back of the class.

Alex snickered at his friends groan of embarrassment.

Alex read over the finishing result and leaned back into his chair resigned with the look that was going to appear on Mr Daniels face.

"Alright and that's time, who'd like to go first hmmm how about you Mr Ridder?" Mr Daniels asked just as Alex had expected.

"You sure Mr Daniels?" Alex asked politely.

"Yes I'm sure, please Mr rider if you'd grace us with your masterpiece" Mr Daniels spluttered out sarcastically, earning a few giggles.

Alex shrugged his shoulders before moving to the front of the class, exercise book in hand.

"You all know me as Alex rider, yes the druggie or the gang member or the slacker well sorry to cut out these rumours but seriously could you not be more original?" Alex paused ignoring Tom's chuckle and Fox's eye roll.

"Anyway I lived with my uncle in Chelsea obviously until he died in a car accident, then I lived with my guardian Jack until she died now I live with one of my uncles friends I'm really just waiting for him to die, I mean it's like a running record what will it be this time? Maybe he'll get assassinated" Alex said his voice cracking slightly.

"Mr Rider you don't have to continue" Mr Daniels interrupted not liking where it was heading,

"Really I thought you wanted to hear it" Alex said looking up innocently.

"Yes well we only have a few minutes left how about we have Mrs Lucas stand up," Mr Daniels said swallowing the lump in his throat.

Alex nodded at him hiding his smirk as he moved to sit back down, Mr Daniels moved swiftly to stand beside him as Marissa started her presentation.

"Really cub? An assassination," Mr Daniels asked seething, bending down to Alex's level.

"Well I was pushed for time, and I wouldn't really want to spill government secrets now would I?" Alex said stiffly.

Mr Daniels snarled before standing up to thank Marissa and tell the next student to present their paragraph.

"Wolf will deal with you at home cub, don't think there won't be repercussions" Mr Daniels whisper/growled.

"I wouldn't be expecting anything less" Alex said curtly ignoring the way his vision flipped upside down.

This was probably more than a cold, Alex thought to himself.

A/N: *an anguished cry fills the room* oh no Cubs sick?! What ever shall we do?

:-P