"Uh…" I was at a loss of words, it was incredibly awkward. I forgot my head was on his chest, and when I realized it was I quickly withdrew myself from him. I looked up at him, he was tall, compared to Andres he was a giant. "Wh...wh..." I cleared my throat and regained my confidence, "Who are you?" He continued standing there in silence. His face read that he was bothered.

I couldn't help but wonder; What was this guy's problem? Why is he here? What the heck is that on his shoulder? He was still glaring at me. I wanted to break the ice, but couldn't. As much as I would hate, maybe I should've gotten Meaghan's help.

"AAAY, it's the girl from the bus!" said the thing as it waved its arms in the air.

Andres stared at it, gave out a slight chuckle. "My, my. I haven't seen this before. Might I inquire your name, little ferret?"

"Did I tell you to speak!?" it replied, "And I'm not a ferret, I AM A WOMBAT. Seeing that you're an idiotic human, I can understand why you would confuse me with such a simple being. However, I am truly the superior life-form, both intellectually and physically…" it was interrupted by Andres and I breaking out in laughter. "Did I tell you to laugh!?" Now the master was laughing along with us.

"His name is Dennis and don't listen to him, he's an idiot." The blond had spoken in a thick Australian accent, "I'm Xander. So...uh...do any of you know where the CGS classroom is?"

"You're in it, replied Andres, "Why?"

"Well, I'm starting this year and I got lost looking for it."

"Well," Andres said, extending his hand, "Nice to meet you, Dennis. I'm Andres."

Xander, confused, shook his hand, but they squeezed their hands for a while. They locked eyes, each with intimidating glares, as if plotting to kill each other. The tension between filled the air. The other classmates looked at them, then slowly picked up their own chatter, but the tension didn't disappear.

Standing there, I wanted to say something to end their small feud, but couldn't find the words. Neither Andres nor Xander were looking at me or seemed to noticed anyone was there. They were practically at each other's throats and they've only just met. I felt that a rivalry had been born.

Suddenly, Mr. Mulreany walked back into the Broadcast Room along with the Student Council. Andres let go of Xander's hand and in spite, turned and walked away from him. The student council walked to the front of the class and Mr. Mulreany stood behind the lecturing desk.

"Class is about to begin," began Adam, "So, sit down! Now, preferably." We all followed their orders and sat down. I sat walked to the fourth row, out of habit, (the sat walk is a new dance craze that was invented over the summer) and a few people giggled at me. Embarrassed, I sat down in next to Andres, who seemed upset, and behind Xander.

Mr. Mulreany looked at Adam, rolled his eyes, and then faced the rest of the class. "Yes, thank you Adam. You can sit down now." Adam, along with the rest of the student council, looked angry but complied. "Thank you. Now, as some of you might be aware; Yes, there was a fire at the snowball. Yes, the student council is investigating it. Yes, we have a new student. Would you like to pick a card?"

Xander stood up, red-faced and walked to the front, now standing next to Mr. Mulreany. Mr. Mulreany looked down at him and held out his hand holding notecards. Xander, nervously reached out for the cards, but was interrupted by the morning bell.

Dennis took this as an opportunity to bother Xander, "Remember, Xander," he said poking Xander's face with his paws, "You've got to trust in the heart of the cards." Xander let out a loud sigh and drew a card. He looked at it, curiously, and slowly walked back to his seat.

We all stood as the principal, Mr. Thompson, came on the speaker and began the pledge of allegiance. We faced the flag and followed along, except Xander who say sat there in silence. He then yelled the rest of the announcements at us, read out the birthdays, and slammed the microphone on the hook, not even bothering to say "it's a great day to be an eagle."

We awaited for Mr. Mulreany to start his lecture, but was delayed by Cole. "Read it!" Cole jumped up and shouted. He glared at Xander, awaiting an answer, but Xander sat there not noticing he was being called upon. "Come on now," he slammed his hands on the table and furiously pointed at Xander, "I said read it you deviant!" Adam put his hand on Cole's back, shaking his head. Cole took a deep breath, while acting like he was doing tai chi, and sat back down.

Xander continued sitting, but now looked as if he were high on drugs. He glanced at Mr. Mulreany and said, "Am I supposed to read it?" Mr. Mulreany gave him a look that seemed to say, "Yes, that's was the whole point of giving you a card with words. Did you even read it? Look, I know you were just yelled at, but have some common sense," but those words were never spoken. Instead, he said, "Sure, if you would like to. I usually have people choose and read them in the second day of school, but since you're new I thought you could start today."

Xander, apparently reading Mr. Mulreany face as well, sighed and stood up. He pulled the card in front of him and was about to speak, though Dennis got the first words out, "What is your…" Xander swung his fist at Dennis, who jumped over to Xander's other shoulder. Dennis continued, half laughing, "What is… what is… what is your..." Xander now grabbed Dennis and dropped him on the ground.

"If you don't mind me asking," Mr. Mulreany began, "What is that thing?" Dennis was angered by this question, he jumped up on the table and shouted. "Thing!? THING!? I AM NOT A 'THING', I AM A WOMBAT, THE SUPERIOR SPECIES. CLEARLY YOU SUBPAR SPECIES WOULD KNOW THAT WE, THE WOMBATS, ARE THE BEST! DO YOU NOT REALIZE HOW INSIGNIFICANT…"

"Don't mind my mate. He's just mad, cuz he's sad, cuz he's bad. Anyway, he is a wombat and if you're wondering, I had um.." Xander looked around at the class, then met my eyes and stared deep into them for a brief moment. I turned away and hugged Andres, who hadn't been paying any attention to what was going on. Xander looked back at the teacher, and continued speaking. "I had prior au-thor-i-zation to have him in class with me. Just think of him as another student,"

"Oh, oh. Yes, not a problem," Mr. Mulreany said, "So, now can we hear your card, sir?"

"Right, sorry. What is your...dream...job?" Xander froze, staring at the card. He quickly sat down in his chair.

"I know what you can do, Dennis( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)" Angel blurted out, as he stared down at Xander, pleased. Mr. Mulreany let out a chuckle, but quickly brought it to an end. He looked back at Xander, awaiting an answer.

"Are you going to answer it?" Ashley and Meaghan both said. As they looked at each other, I could hear hissing and the crunching of ice. Ashley stood along with Meaghan and were about to fight, until Adam, with a roll of his eyes, told them both to sit down.

"What do you guys mean? He just told us." Tanya blurted out. "He said something like, ASIO division…"

"What are you talking about?" Anne said, "He said nothing," her eyes widened as she shook her head at Tanya.

"Oh, you mean that was a…"

"Yes, that's exactly what I mean."

Curious about what they were talking about, I slid over a quadsquad to try to eavesdrop. But once I moved over, I saw Andres smiling at me. I slid back to him, and he pushed me forward. I slid to him again, and he pushed me back. I forgot to eavesdrop on Tanya and Anne. My fun with Andres ended when Mr. Mulreany told us to stop. I then slid back to my spot at the table and rested my head down. Andres rested his head next to mine.

Suddenly Anne exclaimed loudly, "Door!" After receiving many strange looks, she sighed and clarified. "The Poe's are at the door," Anne said pointing to the front door. I looked over but saw nothing, as did Mr. Mulreany. Mr. Mulreany, finally began his lecture by passing out a few worksheets to the front row, but stopped when he heard knocking. He walked to the door to see the Poe sisters wheezing at the front door.

"Sorry we're late," said Wendy.

"There was a lot of traffic today, and we had to use the mechanical broom." said Ellen, then quickly she covered her mouth. "I mean car. We had to use the automobile today instead of our br...bikes."

"Ah huh,"

"So, did we miss the 'pick-a-card-and-find-your-seat game?" asked Ellen.

"Actually, I do this the second day of school, so for today, just go find some seats." They both nodded and started to walk to the back row of the broadcast room when Cole stood up and glared at them with his fiery red eyes.

"Why are you two late? You are supposed to be here when the bell rings, it's been two, no, three minutes since then. I want an explanation."

"You can't get everything you want, Cole," Wendy said with a chuckle. "You can hardly get what you want to begin with."

"Yeah, Wendy," Angel joined in, "He can't get what he wants or who he wants ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)" he smiled and raised his eyebrows up and down. Lil' Man ooed at him while Jessica laughed as she said, "Oh my gosh, Angel, stop."

Cole became furious and darted at Angel, but Adam held him back. I was a bit scared, as Angel had been sitting next to me. But Cole shrugged him off and went back into his seat, Cole had been insulted a lot today, and it almost made me feel sorry for him. Almost. I still remember how Cole tried to break Andres and I up by telling me that he was a blood-sucking moron.

I looked up and saw Mr. Mulreany rolling his eyes. "Sheep, you're all sheep!" he exclaimed loudly, but the room was too loud for it to be noticed. Upon receiving no reaction he called out, "Moist!" and Meaghan of immediately squeezed her face and shouted, "Ew!"

The entire room went quiet, save a few snickers, mainly Lydia's, in response to Meaghan's over-the-top reaction.

"Sorry," Mr. Mulreany said, quieter now, "I was just trying to get your attention. You would think by now, you guys would learn how to shut up. But, apparently you haven't."

It was awkward whenever he said that to us, and I always felt guilty. I glanced at Andres, anxiety wore on his face. He was shaking his leg and tapping his fingers on the table.

"What's wrong, Andres?" I asked him, rubbing his back.

"Huh? Oh. Nothing, my darling. It's just my teeth are hurting a bit."

"Are they now?" Interrupted Dennis, "Would you like some tea?"

"Yes, I would very much appreciate that. Thank you very much." Dennis and Xander started laughing like a bunch of hyenas. I even heard the Poes join in on the laughter. But I didn't get the joke.

"I don't get it," I whispered to Andres, "What's so funny?"

"I don't know, my dear. Perhaps in a different universe we would..." They must have overheard our conversation as they broke out into a larger laughter. I was embarrassed for Andres, almost everyone was laughing at him and he just sat there, taking it. I wrapped my arms around his shoulder, trying to comfort him.

Mr. Mulreany is our Math, History, English, and Science teacher. So we listened to his lectures for three hours straight every day. Not that I hate them, they are very entertaining, he, unlike most teachers, actually tries to involve the class in the learning experience instead of just blurting out facts to write down.

That all being said, nothing really happens during class anymore. Everyone is too scared to get Mr. Mulreany mad, as it's not only one subject grade that will suffer. So, unless he tells us to work with our quad-squads, then we don't talk in class. Which means, we have a lot to talk about at lunch.