It hadn't taken long before he got in the swing of things, he learned. And he was able to read documents and everything if he needed to, not to mention his PDA also contained some useful information. He knew now who he was.

Peeking over the corner, he smiled to see no Robert. Homefree, he could get to the assembly in one piece. He started towards the doors to the auditorium. Not bothering to look back. Big mistake.

He was taken by surprise as he was grabbed by the hood and torn backwards to land flat on his back. Face to face with Robert and a few of his gang. Altair was surprised to see a girl was one of them. But he had no time to think of it before he was kicked in the side as Robert spat, "Thought you could run away?" He had an evil glint in his eyes. "You're quite mistaken."

"Oh, you... I thought that I was being attacked by something worth my time." Altair retorted as he started to get up.

Robert slammed his foot down on his chest, pinning him to the tile floor and effectively holding him down. "You'll regrete what you did."

"Oh please... you rely on your 'friends' to help you." Altair snorted as he gripped onto Robert's ankle, trying to force his weight off.

"I should have hospitalized you when I had the chance." Robert growled.

"Like you had with Malik?" Altair pointed out. "Because of you he's missing a limb!"

"Shut up, or I'll make you!" Robert growled, pressing his foot harder to Altair's ribcage. Both knew it wouldn't take much to snap them.

"Boys! What are you doing? Get in there!"

Altair found himself silently thanking whatever god was up there that a teacher saw. He could usually fight Robert, but he was pressed into tiles and the weight threatened to give him serious injury should he try fighting back. Robert had to take his foot off because a teacher was watching. He left with his tail between his legs as well as his gang. Altair got up and dusted himself off.

"Are you alright?" The person asked. He turned to see that she was the new guidence councelor. He'd have to thank her later.

In one word to discribe the big speech the princapal gave, train wreck...

It was alright at first, but he clearly didn't know what the hell even he was talking about. Then he said the wrong school name and concluded with falling off the stage. Everyone laughed as they got out of the auditorium. Then they went off to their classes.

Malik, however, didn't.

At least he didn't go right away.

He stopped by his locker and switched his messanger bag for his gym clothes. Yes, first day and they had to bring their gym clothes. Freshmen didn't know that, but after that first year you learn. And he was ready.

He walked over to the boys' locker room.

All through his walk to his next class, he heard people already jittery about homecoming. Rebecca rolled her eyes. It was just another excuse for stuck up preppies to get even more fame by wearing their little dresses. She wasn't into that kind of stuff, not ready.

She looked back at her scedual. Gym class. She sighed, then chuckled. Thankfully, being a Junior ment you know the school like the back of your hand, it was easy for her to find her class and get there. Freshmen would scramble, looking for someone going to the same place. They were hopeless.

Now at the girls locker room, she could hear the daily gossip as she took a bathroom stall and strip down and redress into her shorts and tanktop. She tied on her sneakers and walked out, being one of the first girls out, surrounded by mostly guys. It didn't matter.

Next chapter, I will bring you gym class!