Hey everyone John here with another chapter of stigma I'm sorry with Y'all for not bringing this sooner but I was so caught up in work that I just didn't have the time but now that I'm out of college for summer I thought there was no better way to celebrate my brief moment of freedom than to bring a new chapter to this great story and a few new things coming eventually so look forward to that, so without further do hope you'll enjoy it so Read, Relax , Leave a review if you like and most importantly enjoy John out.


After exiting the headmaster's office and taking a quick little detour to a nearby cleaning supply closet to put on his new uniform Lincoln was now ready to head to class, only problem was he forgot to ask principal Ramirez where he was supposed to go in the first place, he didn't know a thing about this place and to top it all off he didn't even have a schedule with him, that's when Lincoln thought about swallowing a bit of pride and going back to the headmaster's office but he stopped as a strange voice started to echo inside his head.

"Hello? Can you hear me? "

"Uhh, yes?"

" That's great so you must be my new student Lincoln Loud right?"

"Yeah…. that's me, but umm… who is this?"

"Oh my, how impolite of me I'm your designated teacher you may call me Mrs. Johnson or Mrs. J for short I'm reaching you to make sure that you won't be late for class"

"Umm…. Mrs. Johnson about that, I have no idea where the classroom is. Could you maybe... give me some directions?"

"Oh, there is no need for that, give me a second you might want to hold onto something"

As she finished those words Mrs. Johnson's voice stopped echoing in Lincoln's mind and suddenly visions started to pop up inside his head, these visions showed a place more specifically a classroom of sorts, memories of the place attached themselves onto Lincoln as if he had lived through them hundreds of times. This new load of information being a lot to take in. Lincoln was thankful he heeded Mrs. Johnson's words and held himself next to a bunch of lockers that were close to him.

After a few seconds of abruptly taking information inside his head, Lincoln started to hear Mrs. Johnson's voice once again.

"And that should do it, with that it's going to be hard for you to get lost around here anymore"

Still a bit wobbly thanks to the whole 'experience' he just had, Lincoln tried his best to respond.

"What…just…happened?"

"Oh nothing too important I just shared a bit of information about the school with you using a mental-link connection"

"The wha- of the what?

" It's okay, you'll come to understand it eventually for now. I believe that you can make it to class now, right?"

"I think so…"

"Splendid then you shouldn't waste any more time come to class and we'll get you started young man"

"As you say so Mrs. Johnson"

Once again making his way through the Academy Lincoln managed to reach the lower levels of the building where the place imprinted on his mind seemed to be. Usually Lincoln would be calm when it came to these, as he called them, 'situations' involving stigma users since the most dangerous ones as far as he was aware were related to him, but going into a class full of girls with abilities far beyond that of a normal human and that he most likely knew none of, wasn't exactly what you would call easy, one thing was getting stared at by these girls, another would be being in a class with them, a place in which if things turned for the worst he could get pulverized to the point of leaving no remains. He didn't pay much attention to it at first but with what principal Ramirez had said about ' Public opinion ' a bit of concern started to raise inside of Lincoln, so he could only hope that things wouldn't go as bad as his mind painted them to be.

After a brief moment of walking Lincoln finally arrived at his destination, a large classroom that was sealed behind a sturdy wooden door.

"Room G-201 this seems to be the place, well this is it, no going back now remember Lincoln you're doing this for your sisters and yourself, don't give up "

As he opened the door Lincoln was met with the sight of a bunch of girls cheerfully chatting amongst each other almost making him forget for a second the place he was in, but that would not last long as the cheerful chatting that took place in the classroom suddenly went quiet as the girls caught sight of Lincoln.

"*Gulp* well... here we go."

Making his way inside the classroom Lincoln was caught by the stares of the girls inside the room. Some looked at him with curiosity while others felt like knives pointing at him, this wasn't easy but at least it was a less 'violent' reaction than what he had in mind at first. As he kept walking Lincoln was stopped by the figure of a red-haired woman that smiled at him with clear kindness.

" You must be Lincoln, welcome to this class it's nice to finally see you"

"See me? I'm sorry, have we met before?"

"Well not exactly in person but we did speak a few moments ago, didn't we? Inside your head to be more specific"

" Mrs. Johnson ?"

"Yep that's me, welcome to the class Lincoln, for now, you can go sit down on that empty seat over there, we will start your introduction to class in a moment"

"B-But wait I-"

As Lincoln tried to speak Mrs. Johnson placed her hand in front of him to signal him to halt his actions.

"Sorry, if you want to ask something you can do it at the end of class but right now I need everyone seated"

Obeying his teacher's request Lincoln walked up to his seat but not before letting a barely noticeable sigh come out as he walked. Closing up to his destination Lincoln listened as his would-be classmates whispered amongst each other, it didn't take a genius for him to figure out that he was the main topic of these conversations after all his situation is not something that usually came around or ever for that matter but at least no signs of rejection or killing intent has been aimed towards him so things didn't seem as ba-.

*Thwomp*

Spoken a bit too soon.

Paying little attention to the path in front of him Lincoln soon found his way hitting the cold floor of the room as he tripped over, quickly regaining his senses Lincoln looked around him, as the once eerily glaring girls in the room started to laugh at his clumsy action, as embarrassing as it felt Lincoln kept strong front, glanced behind him and found out the reason of his sudden fall, a long yet shapely leg that stood on what was once his path and a tall tan skin brunette who looked at him with a wicked grin in her face who literally spelled I'm the culprit all over her, so without any thought of hesitation Lincoln decided to call up to the tall brunette.

" Hey, why did you just-"

"Hmm? What do you want? Is there anything you wanna say to me, twerp?"

As she muttered those words Lincoln began to understand the situation he was in. This girl was clearly looking for trouble but Lincoln wasn't willing to play along in her game, so in a rapid move he got up off the floor, looked at the brunette, and answered back in a calm tone.

"No, Not at all "

"Hmph, wimp "

And with that Lincoln kept walking till he reached his seat as he sat down Lincoln took a deep breath hoping that it would get some of his stress out, the action proved to be effective, way too effective to the point of almost making him fall asleep but before he shut his eyes into a deep slumber he heard a voice coming from behind him.

"Wow you must really be something if you managed to walk out on Taylor "

At the sound of those words Lincoln's eyes were wide open once again, then he turned around only to find a peculiar Brown-haired girl smiling at him.