Chapter 3

Alright so i got bored of writing, was busy reading other books talking to people burning my finger. So i started this and finished this about 6days apart so when Ender starts talking it was saturday and i'd forgotten what first half was like. Plus i'm basing the story off memory now so i'm probally going to make mistakes in the details forgive me, and if you don't eh thats life lol. Point out errors, things you like, and things you think i need to improve on in reviews. And as always Enjoy.

Hello military school was my first thought of battle school. When I first got there I expected to see at least maybe five girls, turns out there few if any girls at B school. I suppose I was going to have to get used to sharing a room with all guys. As I looked around the room I noticed that all the older kids where at the front and the younger kids where at the back, there must be some sort of order to the beds I guessed. I got lucky and chose a bunk bed right in the middle, I was one of the few 'launchies' as we are called, who got one of the bunks closer to the front. Bean wasn't nearly as lucky, he got one of the bunks at the back, if I hadn't seen him on the shuttle I probably would have felt sorry for the kid. He could handle himself, still I would watch over him so far he was my only friend at Battle school.

"Hello my name is Chuck, and I will be your mom for the next few months" said a man I guess name was Chuck.

There was a howl of laughter at this, Chuck just stood there and waited for it to die down somewhat, Bean was on the floor laughing, I personally didn't see what was so funny but everybody else was laughing so I joined it. Chuck appeared to be losing his patience with us, he stamped his foot once, which I suppose was he thought would make us shut up and listen, but it just made us laugh harder it made him look like he was pouting. I looked over to where Bean had been and discovered he was not there anymore, I panicked, though he wasn't my brother I thought of him as such and I did not want any of the older kid's picking on him for his size. But as I looked I found him at a locker near his bed, it was wide open and had stuff in it, looked like clothing I decided to go see what was in mine. I ran back to my bunk and looked for my locker, sure enough there it was at the base of my bed and taped to it was a note that said.

Place your hand on the scanner

At the head of your bunk

And speak your name twice

I put my hand on the scanner, "Valentine Wiggins, Valentine Wiggins." I said as the note instructed me, as soon as I had done this the locker popped open and so did some other compartments. Each the compartments had something different, but I didn't have time to check because I realized the room had become deadly silent, I turned around slowly expecting to see a bugger or someone dead on the floor, instead I saw everyone standing there looking at me. This was incredibly disconcerting, and like any rational person I decided to ignore them and go back to my searching of the compartments. Inside one of the was three or four jumpsuits, wasn't very interested in them they where kind of dull looking but it looked like they where the uniform because everyone was wearing them. I decided to skip the medium sized compartment to see what was in the largest compartment, what can I say I've always hated surprises, it was a spacesuit. It looked awesome I couldn't wait to try it on, but I'd wait until I was told to I didn't want to upset Chuck who was giving some lame speech at the moment probably not even realizing no one was listening.

"… and if you ever get lost, just tell someone that your mom is Chuck." I heard Chuck say along with a barrage of giggles.

I almost felt bad for Chuck, he had to be called a mom but he clearly wasn't a very good one he couldn't get his 'kids' to do as they where told. I turned my attention to the medium compartment, and I instantly regretting doing so the excitement of the spacesuit died away, inside was a desk. Just like the kind I used to have at home, we where still expected to go to school.

"Oh, Joy." I thought to myself.

I went back to the largest compartment the one that actual interested me, I wanted a better look at that spacesuit. When I got there I found I had been mistaken it wasn't a space suit, though it looked exactly like one it wasn't airtight sealed so you couldn't go out into the vacuum of space. Still it was really stiff and heavily padded clearly intended for something, I wondered what.

I took it out to get a closer look and something dropped out of the suit that I had been expecting to see, but was not happy about seeing. It was a gun, a pistol to be precise. I had known I would see them, this was military school for Pete's sake but I was hoping maybe just maybe I wasn't going to have to use them. While Peter would have been delighted at this find and probably started shooting randomly, I had always been less violent and more likely to find passive solutions problems. Not can't fix it blow it up likes Peters motto.

I wondered where Andrew was, I was at B School, he was at B school but we had yet to see each other. Oh God I hope he hadn't been killed, he was ever so young when he left for battle school, he could have been killed easy here. Just as my mind started to think of the worst possible solutions I heard a familiar voice say the most bizarre thing.

"That's not a laser gun, nor is it a pistol. It is more like a laser gun though it fires a sort of beam of light that makes a circle about three inches wide on a wall about one hundred meters away." The voice said.

I whipped around and all but jumped at the source of the voice.

"Andrew! I've been so worried about you, did you get any of my letters!" I shrieked at my little brother. I'd found him at last, or to be honest he found me.

"Hey sis, call me Ender I've told you that before, now if you don't mind me asking what are you doing here? And no I did not get any of your letters I assumed you where happy I was gone." Andrew I'm sorry Ender remarked dryly.

My heart felt as if Peter was vivisecting me and prodding my heart with a stick. I had been so excited to see Andrew I had forgotten to think of all the possible reasons he could be in trouble at school, besides what I already knew. I had assumed he would be the same little Andrew he had been when we where back home on earth, with mom, dad, and Peter. But he wasn't he had changed battle school had changed him, I vowed to myself to never let that happen to me. I also vowed to change Andrew back to who he was before he left for this accursed school. Maybe he was just playing; maybe he was playing a cruel joke on me. I had to find out.

"Andrew… I'm here because apparently you're having problems, and now that I see you I can definitely say that I agree with Graff. Something's wrong with you, what happened?" I barely managed to hold back the tears as I asked him.

"I told you, call me Ender…" he growled at me, "and I'm not having problems I just feel like playing the games right now there getting old and losing there fun."

"Games?" I asked, I had no idea what the games where but I think I had found a way to make the Andrew I knew come back to me. But I suppose I'd have to call him Ender now since he was clearly very insistent on being called that.

"Yea games, they can be really fun if you play against people that are any good. Unfortunately most of the good players I've already beaten and the others are to afraid to play me." Ender responded extremely snobbishly.

"Hi Valentine, I see you've made another friend," said Bean, who I was extremely grateful to see. My brother was turning out to be a real snob and I could probably use the backup on getting him back to normal.

"Hi, I'm Bean, and your name is?" Bean said casually to my brother.

"Ender, my name is Ender, like finisher I do things to win, I finish things. Why is your name Bean?" Ender stated.

"Whoa, narcissistic much? Well Ender my name is Bean because I'm not worth a bean. Still I'm incredibly good at solving problems. Probably better then you are." Bean replied.

I could see these two where going to duke it out and although Andrew, I'm sorry Ender, had changed he was still my little brother. And Bean was my only friend thus far at B school, and as much as he tried to hide it, I could tell that something had greatly traumatized him. He needed a friend just as much as I did, so I decided to act.

"Ender! Bean! Stop, Bean you are my only friend at B school. And you, Ender even though you are clearly not the same brother I knew before you left for battle school, and acting more like Peter then ever. You're still my brother!" I screamed at them.

Then I looked at Enders face, I could see that my comment had been like a blade in his heart. The look he shot me was as if to say, "I don't even know who you are anymore…." Managed to confirm the fact that I had hurt him bad, before I had a chance to explain what I had said he turned around and walked away. Without saying a word, he just left me there to remember that haunting look.

But it wasn't as if I had meant to hurt him, he was my brother, how could I possibly of meant to hurt him? Yet even as I thought this my thoughts also kept returning to what Peter had always said to me through out our many torment filled years together as brother and sister.

He had always said that I was an even better manipulator then him because I could understand people, empathize with them I suppose. Get them to see my point of view to get what I wanted. And although I would never admit it sometimes when I'm upset or extremely stressed out, I know he right.

But I never did it to harm people; I would never harm someone on purpose. I only 'helped' the situation when people where fighting and it was clear that no solution was ever going to come about unless they stopped fighting, that's couldn't possibly be wrong could it? And yet I knew it was true, I was an excellent manipulator, when I was motivated to be.

Now was one of those.

I'd been so caught up in thoughts I hardly realized that Bean had been talking to me, "I'm sorry what did you say Bean? I wasn't paying attention, was thinking about something." I said to him.

He laughed when he said, "Oh, it's quite alright. All I said was that I guess I'm your friend then."

"Yeah, you are Bean." I said feeling kind of awkward I couldn't figure out why. There was just something about Bean that made you feel comfortable around him, and yet uncomfortable. Must have been with how he grew up, you could see in the way he walked and talked that he had had a difficult life.

"So that was your brother? I find it nearly impossible to believe that you to are related, I mean the dudes a total narcissist. And from what I've seen of you, you're not a narcissist in the slightest." Bean said with a wide grin on his face.

This comment stunned me, I wasn't sure if Bean was trying to crack a joke, trying to flirt, or if he was intentionally being a jerk. I tried to hold my tongue, but yet again I let what I was thinking slip.

"Bean, you're my friend and I would really like for you to stay my friend. But if your going to remain my friend be aware of this one fact. Andrew, gah, Ender is my brother, he was not always such a jerk or as you would put it a narcissist. Our brother used to torment him and I've always felt it's sort of my fault. So I've been protecting him ever since Peter started being a total psychopath. If we are to remain friends, back off Ender." I said my words were full of hurt and venom.

Bean looked surprised for a second then laughed as he said, "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry but that guy? Needing protection, no way. Your lying threw your. And another thing how could it be your fault that your brother tormented him? But I can see, anyone can see that you care about him, must be nice. I used to have someone like that….." Bean said, then he looked started at what he had said and tried to cover it up. "So look I'll stop being mean to him, you're the only friend I have here. And thanks for ya know, not making fun of my height."

I smiled, I'm normally a nice person but he'd really been getting on my nerves today. He was hiding something and I was determined to find it out.

"Alright Bean, thank you, just one more thing. You said something about how you used to have someone who cared about you, it's clearly bothering you or you wouldn't of looked so upset when you let it slip. So I think it'll be better for you if you just let it off your chest." I said, more maliciously then I intended.

As soon as the words where out of my mouth I knew I had made a huge mistake, Bean's body language changed he became more hostile, he obviously did not want to talk about his secret.

"Look, Bean I didn't know it was that important to you. I'm sorry, we just met and whatever your keeping secret is clearly a great burden to you. But if you must keep it a secret, then you must." I said trying to make up for my foolish mistake.

Bean was already walking away.

"Great first day at Battle School Valentine, what's next actually ripping out peoples hearts?" I thought to myself.