AUGH!...why did I decide to make this one short? maybe because I have a thing against making long chapters...yeah that is the reason I am just that lazy LOL. I will be working on the other chapter soon, cuz I am on a roll here with this story :D
and I did say that there would be other characters but that will have to wait...got to have the boys meet their new toys, u know what I mean ;)...I guess in the other chapter, you'll understand.
Altair stared puzzled, as Lucy had walked off, leaving them behind. Ezio turned his head to look at the other two, "is she coming back?" he asked, sounding concerned.
"no, Ezio, she totally ditched us." Desmond replied, his voice sounding irritated. He really couldn't believe that she left them behind. He could tell that Ezio and Altair are new to this, so they wouldn't know anything about being in school. Desmond has never been to a public school himself, but he had been homeschooled his whole life; he was their only hope to surviving through this. "looks like we're on our own."
"that bitch….how the hell does she expect us to find our rooms?" Altair growled, looking at Desmond, expecting him to answer.
"that's what we have schedules for, Altair." Desmond stated, "We simply have to find the classroom with the same number we have on our schedule." Desmond reached into his pocket, pulling out a folded sheet of paper. He started to analyze his classrooms very slowly, he had asked the other two to hand over their schedules, as he began to look them over too. He grew a smile, "okay, looks like we have one class together."
"which is?" Altair asked.
"gym," he said, giving them back their papers. "but that isn't until our third class, and we might have the same lunch period too; so we'll have to try to get through our first two classes, alright?"
"you know, I am surprised that Lucy was able to get us into this school within one night." Ezio said.
Desmond looked at him with a small smile, "that's because she had to plan a week before we had awaken Altair." He stated, turning his head to look at Altair, who was beginning to frown at him, "Lucy is always prepared." He only shrugged his shoulders.
"oh, really?" Altair said sarcastically. The bell had rung loudly, alarming the three. Altair snapped his head around to find where that noise came from. "what was that?"
"that was the bell….we need to get to class now." Desmond stated, sticking his hands into his pockets. "just remember to find the right hallway with the right room number, alright?" he turned around but paused to give one more glance to his friends. "and please behave yourselves….we aren't here to kill anyone yet." He added, giving a stern look Altair and Ezio, but mostly to Altair, who just rolled his eyes at him. He went up the stairs close by, leaving the other two behind. Ezio rubbed the long sleeve on his arm nervously, tilting his head down to cover his face even more.
Altair looks at Ezio, showing some sympathy for his friend, "don't worry, Ezio, you will be fine, okay?"
Ezio looked up, smiling a bit, "I certainly hope so, Altair." He said, taking a step back, "buona fortuna." He took off, going down the hallway. Altair sighed, waving off his Italian friend, and looking down at his schedule to scan over his class rooms. He began to take slow steps as he focuses on his first class number. He turned around a corner, walking straight down the hallway, keeping his eyes open for the right classroom.
Altair finally reached the assigned classroom, debating whether it was a good idea to just walk in or not. Of course he didn't know what to expect; he probably thought that the whole school was infested with blood suckers, and a trap was ready for his arrival as he goes through this door. Maybe he is just putting too much into that thought; he also forgets that this is a place for mortals, and he could be able to blend in, so really….his enemies will be oblivious to even notice. He shook his head from these thoughts, grabbing the handle of the door and opening the door. As he enters, he sees a bunch of students; some were standing, some sitting on the top of their desks, gossiping about who knows what. Altair seems to notice that these students had the same uniform, yet they don't seem to follow the dress code; in fact every student he had seen didn't follow the dress code. Some of the guys seem to like to wear their white shirts tucked out, and wear baggy looking pants, sagging below their hips…..who would wear their pants that low? Altair also finds it odd for the girls to have such little clothing on; their skirts were too small, and some are even shorter, probably done purposely. If these kids are free to do this in school, then what is the point in having a dress code?
"excuse me, do you need something?" Altair darted his eyes at an old looking man, holding his hands behind his back. Altair didn't speak, just handed out the schedule to him. Altair could only assume that this was the teacher in this class, and he is also mortal…that's a good sign or is it bad. The old man read over his schedule, a big grin on his face, "ah yes, you are a new student…..a foreign exchange student, to be exact….Altair ibn La'Ahad." He said.
"yes," Altair didn't hesitate to answer. For some reason, just listening to this older fellow's voice, he sounded like a douchebag….great.
"I am Mr. Vidic….please do come in, we were just about to start the class." he gestures with his hand, and Altair walks in. Vidic strolled to the front of the classroom, "settle down….I said settle down," all the students quickly sat into their seats, locking their eyes at the teacher. "now we have a new student…let's give a friendly warm welcome to Mr. ibn La'Ahad." The whole class had greeted him; yet, Altair feels that it was completely unnecessary to have an introduction…it felt weird to be acquainted with mortals, not that he hasn't before, just that it has been a long time since he has.
Something was a bit off though; Altair is able to get a scent of another vampire in this classroom, if not one but others are here, greeting him right now. This was bad, very bad. He might lose his cool, and start slaughtering all of these students just to be rid of these pests. Now that he thought about it, he notices that his hunger was rising up again…that was even worse. He began to take a deep breath, trying his best to calm his temptations; his eyes would drift from one person to another within each second, not at all helping his dilemma. He bit his lower lip, almost puncturing it to make it bleed; he was going to go mad, he needs some help, he needed Desmond or Ezio….hell he wouldn't mind if Lucy came barging in at any moment now. He took in another breath, exhaling slowly, but it doesn't seem to be effective; his fangs were emerging, his eyes were beginning to turn red. Altair needed a miracle right now and as though the lord had heard his prayer…the classroom door had opened. Everyone, and Altair had turn their heads to see the newcomer enter through the doorway. Altair face was now flushed, completely shocked to see that familiar face again. Short tousled raven hair, dark tan skin, small goatee and those gorgeous dark brown eyes…..it was Malik.
"Ah…Mr. Al-Sayf, how nice of you to join us; you are late again." Mr. Vidic stated, giving a displeased smile towards him.
"I am sorry, there was just a lot of traffic and-" he trailed off when he sets his eyes on Altair. No way, it couldn't be….is this the same jackass from yesterday? He had the same short sandy brown hair, those piercing golden eyes, light tannish skin, and a small scar on the right corner of his mouth…it is indeed the same guy, but wearing the school uniform; is he a student here now?
Altair just kept staring at Malik, almost as if waiting for the smaller man to say something. He grew a sly grin on his face, "what up, MalMal?" he finally broke the silence.
Malik didn't even realize he was holding his breath at the moment, he finally sighed with much distaste. 'fuck me' he thought to himself.