I yawning loudly, carefully picking at some of the built up sleeping crust in my eyes. As much as I enjoyed Ocean biology and Sea life study, sitting through a four hour lecture wasn't something I particularly enjoyed.

It was actually kind of sad, all four of us had managed to nod off at one point or another in the long lecture. Carlos and I won't really be that effect. It's Jane and Chad I'm a little worried about, those two weren't the smartest tools in the shed.

Seeing the bright sun hanging over head I smiled, instead of rushing off to lunch to meet Carlos and Jane, I leaned against the metal lockers and absorbed some of the welcomed sunlight. Even now as the temperature easily started to top the hundreds the sun felt nice on my tanned skin.

I fully unwounded until my legs started to feel a lot like Jello. Some yellow Jello actually sounds really good right now, I wonder if they have any in the cafeteria.

As i mussed about the likely hood the cafeteria would have Jello, a large hand hit the locker next to me with a lot of force. "Lesson you step-sister want to be. Stay away from Jane, she's good and doesn't need evil like you messing with her head."

"Your right Chad, Jane is good and there is a evil force trying to screw with her kind and caring heart." I glared coldly into Chad's golden, no doubt surprising him at how calm I stayed after he slammed a locker so close to my head. "But you're wrong to think I'm the evil. To find it you might have to look a little closer to home."

"What was that-"

"Talk to me when you know what the hell you want to say, not what you were taught to say. I believe Jane when she say's there is more to you than..." I eyed the teen in front of me critically. "I hope for her sake that there is more."

~~!~~

"You know it wasn't all that smart to just go out and pick a fight with Chad." Carlos said as he scarfed down what looked like over three baloney sandwiches and an entire gallon of chocolate milk. "He might be stupid but he is strong and spiteful of us villian kids."

"That's where I don't agree with you. Sure he's not on our level of intelligence but he's not the idiot he likes to seem." I took a deep bit into my pear as I sharpened one of my many bladed weapons. "I don't think he's spiteful either, brainwashed but not spiteful on his own accord."

Carlos looked at me skeptically for a second. "Why do you think so?"

"When he slammed his hand against the locker. Back on the island have you ever seen someone try to spook you out of a fight."

"Of course not."

"That's my point. Why would he show his strength to me if he really wanted to hurt me. It would be in his best interest to try and take me by surprise, in a way it's almost like he's trying to warm me about something."

"You think."

"I do."

Carlos and I sat in silence as we thought throw everything. I could be looking into things too much and just trying to see a good side. Yet something in the back of my head told me I need to look farther into it.

"So, what's this thing I keep on hearing about...Tourney."

"Hell itself reincarnated."

I rose an eyebrow questionally as I looked up from my knife sharpening for a minute. Carlos only seemed to glare at his next sandwich in spite before downing it in three bits.

"Are you kidding me!" Carlos and I looked up to see an overly eager Jane standing in front of us. "Tourney is like the best thing in the world."

The male De Vile looked at the girl like she had six heads. "You're kidding me right? All it really is, is a bunch of guys trying to hit each other with sticks."

Jane grinned ear to ear with enthusiasm, "Tourney is a lot more then that. It takes strategy, statistics, and good instinct to win. Everything had a reason and each move will affect the has been my absolute favorite sport since I was little!"

"If you like Tourney so much, why don't you play it?" I asked

"It's for boys only."

"So you don't play because it's considered a boys thing?" I asked with a raised eyebrow, as the words left my mouth I couldn't help a devious smiled from coming to my face. "Well let's go then."

"Go where?" Jane asked confused

"To sign up for tourney. You suck at running laps, but maybe if we get you on a tourney field you'll move quicker. I think time for you next lesson, A pirate follows their dreams no matter the odds."

"What are you planning?" Carlos asked

"Fallow and see.