Chapter 6:

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Remy gestured for Lawliet to come into the dorm room. It was a Sunday afternoon, and school was on tomorrow, so everyone was back at school, especially since they knew a new boarder would be joining them.

There were 4 other boys in the room.

The shortest introduced himself first.

"I'm Finch, it's not my real name though, I'm actually Finnicus."

"I'm Rowan," the black-haired boy said. Lawliet noticed that he bit his nails, and seemed to have a bit of a cold at the moment.

"And I'm Gunner. What's your name again?" Gunner was only in his year, yet he was much taller than Lawliet already, but that wasn't a very difficult achievement.

"Oh, I'm Lawliet, Lawliet Ryuzaki." He replied.

"Oh, you're Japanese, do you speak it?" Finch asked his, sitting on the frame on the top level of bunk bed.

"はい、私は日本語を話します。あなたは？" Lawliet said, surprised that he still retained his Japanese skills. I learnt Japanese when I was 11, so it makes sense that I would still have this skill.

"ええ、やりますよ。私は現時点で学校で日本語をやっています。" Finch replied.

"Hey Lawliet, have you applied for a language yet? There are 5 options, and you have to do 2. You going to choose Japanese?" Gunner said.

"No, I feel that it will be rather unstimulating doing so. What are the options?" Lawliet said, still standing in the middle of the room.

Remy though for a second.

"Japanese, Russian, Arabic, French and Latin. By the way, just dump you stuff your bed over there and take a seat. You've just been standing there."

"Thank you, Remy." He said as he turned to put his stuff by his new bed.

"What languages options have you chosen?" Lawliet asked as he kicked his shoes off and stuffed them under the bed.

"Gunner does Russian and French, Rowan does Latin and French, which is stupid-" Remy was cut short.

"Why is it stupid?" Rowan cried out.

"Because, they're too similar." He continued on. "Finch does Arabic and Japanese, obviously, and I do Latin and Japanese."

Lawliet though for a little while. These options are pretty good, but after cancelling out Japanese, what are the hardest ones?

"I'll do Latin and Arabic."

"You have to go to the enrolment office, otherwise they'll just pick out two and put you in them. But not now, any time before 5."

"Hey Lawliet," said Rowan. "Where were you living before here."

He didn't know what to say. What do I say? I can't let them know, or even have suspicions, they're smart kids after all.

"It's ok." Lawliet felt someone say as they laid their hand on his knee. He turned his head very slightly to see Vesta sitting beside him.

"They can't see me. Tell them you went to a school in England until you parents died and it was easier for you to be educated in Australia."
"I went to school in England before my parents died, a few months ago. My guardians then decided it would be easier, and better for me to continue my education here."

"Oh, sorry to hear about that."

The topic was a punch in the gut to Lawliet. His parents had really died, but the fact had never occurred much to him. He preferred to keep it out of his mind, but now that topic was going to resurface quite often again.

"It's ok, I got over quite a long time ago."

Before the conversation continued, Remy interrupted.

"It's her, get ready, she's coming!" All four boys, except Lawliet scrambled off to different parts of the rooms. Remy fetched his pillow from the floor near the door. Lawliet sat on the far side of the room, near his bed.

A few seconds later, the door knob twisted and the door sprang open a few inches, but no-one walked through.

Remy, who once again was closer to the door looked around the corner.

"Hey, there's no-one he-" His sentence was interrupted by a small splashing sound. He pulled his head from around the corner, dripping with water.

A girl busted out from the door, holding a large, empty cup, laughing. All of the other were laughing too, excluding Lawliet, and including Remy.

He had short brown hair which just touched her shoulders in curls. She was quite tall. She was wearing a fluorescent green pair of shorts and an oversized black t-shirt.

"I was expecting that," she said as she pointed to the pillow, then to her cup. "However, you weren't."

"Guess we should've put more thought into that one," said Remy dully as he started wiping his hair dry with his t-shirt.

"Guess you should've, anyway, wait, who is he?" The girl noticed Lawliet sitting on his bed starting at them.

Finch stepped in. "That's Lawliet, he's new here."

"Oh, that's right, I heard someone was going to come. Anyway, I'm Valeria Pelez, but everyone calls me Val."

"Nice to meet you, Val." Lawliet said before he turned his gaze to everyone in the room.

"Do you always greet each other that way?"

Val hung out in their dorm talking about this that Lawliet could only nod his head and agree with. Music, art, events, things that hadn't even come into existence when he died.

I died in 2006, and we're in 2017. I have to learn more about society, or people will notice something is suspicious.

"Anyway, are we going to go?" Val said, fiddling with a loose string on her shorts.

Everyone stood up, except for Lawliet, once again.

"Wait, where are we going?" he asked.

"We'll, it's 2:30pm, so we still have time to go to the beach. We only need to be back by 6."

Lawliet tapped his knees.

"I think I'll stay back, I think I should acquaint myself a bit more with the school."

"Suit yourself," Rowan said as he closed the door behind him.

Now that there was no-one left in the dorm room, Lawliet relaxed onto his mattress.

A voice disturbed his train of thought.

"And what do you think you're doing, Mr?" It was Vesta, leaning over him with her hands on her hips.

"I'm just staying behind so I can get to know this place further." He replied.

"Get up! You'll never get to know those people if you just sit around like this!" Vesta jumped off his bed and grabbed a couple of things from his bags. A towel, those thongs and a pair of swimming shorts.

"You're probably going to need sunscreen too, but they probably have that covered. Now, go, go!" She said as she shoved the stuff into his arms with a sly look on her face.

"But, I don't know where they are going." Lawliet tried.

"Just run down that hallway, go, go!" She finished as she pushed him out the door and closed it behind him.

It's only the beach, I'm guessing that it can't be too bad, right?

Lawliet, having 25 years on Earth, had never gone swimming at a beach before.

He had never wanted to either.