I slumped down on a seat in the canteen with Hyong in front of me. He seemed just as displeased as I did but he didn't say much about it. We ate in silence for a while. Both of us picking at the food.

"Do we have all classes together?" he suddenly said in broken English.

I looked up in cheer surprise to hear him speak.

"Yeah, Francis thinks it strengthens the team-spirit or something. And Mr Jones seems to be our new mentor until he retires."

"So where stuck with him until graduation?" he said skeptically.

"Pretty much." I would have said more but suddenly a snake was produced in front of my face. I involuntarily yelped and fell backwards. I heard loud boisterous laughter followed by an oof as I landed on someone's broad chest. I felt my face heat up as I recognized the laughter. I hated how I reacted with him but I couldn't help it. Before my mind could start cooperate with my body, Logan had somehow gotten up on his feet with me held in his arms like a damsel. He kept laughing as he placed me down on the ground.

"You should be more careful little brother. You might have gotten hurt if hadn't saved you," I glared at him and sat down at the bench again.

"Are you sure you can sit on your own now little brother?"

"I'm fine so fuck of."

Logan chuckled and ruffled my hair.

"I should tell Artie that you're using such naughty language. Fortunately I'm late kinda late for something so I'll let you off the hook." With that, he left me, still laughing loudly. Meanwhile Hyong had sat extremely quiet. I looked up to find that he wasn't even looking our way. His eyes were trained on Im Yong Soo, from Logan's class. As I watched I realized that the two of them had very strong similarities. The same facial structure, the same eyes, the same dark hair. Hyong suddenly looked extremely irritated.

"I guess you noticed the similarities. He's my twin brother. "

I looked at him in shock.

"Are you one of Wang Yao's brothers?"

Hyong nodded grimly.

"Yeah. Yong and I were separated by birth and Yao just recently managed to get me to this place. He found it better if I went a class beneath him for whatever reason. "

"Oh." I said not sure what to say. I know that the Chinese man had somehow siblings all over Asia but I thought he had gathered them all by now.

"Who's the idiot who turned up with the snake?" I silently thanked god for Hyong changing subject.

"Just my stupid step-brother. He thinks he can treat me as a kid just because he's a year older. "

"Thankfully Yong isn't like that. Most of the time I think he is the younger one of us. "

As to accentuate what he said, Yong just then had 'claimed' Mei-Mei's breasts. Mei-Mei screamed and not much later three of her admirers were after him. Hyong rolled his eyes as Yong effortlessly lay down on his back as he ran and smoothly glided beneath our table without the guys noticing. I lifted my eyebrows in surprise.

"That was so cool!"

Hyong shrugged as he discreetly kicked his brother.

"Yao has made sure that all of us are able to master five sorts of martial arts. "

"This is just my way of surviving. Please don't tell me I'm here." Yong mumbled from underneath the table.

"You just touched our sister in a very inappropriate way. You do realize either Yao or Mei-Mei will kill you once you get home."

Yong nodded.

"But they won't hurt me physically and force my head into the toilet. They will just give me a lecture and tell me I did bad. I can deal with that. Please don't tell."

He looked between us with pleading eyes. Just then the guys arrived obviously all jocks.

"Kirkland, tell me where the brat is."

I looked up at them defiantly.

"I don't know what you are talking about. It's only two of us here. Perhaps you should learn how to count."

The tallest of the three laughed mockingly before pulling me up by my color.

"Think you're funny eh? How's this for fun, if you don't tell where the freak-kid is I'll beat the crap out of you, you little fag."

"Who are you calling a freak-kid?"

We all turned our heads to find Mr. Jones standing there looking at us with a slight frown.

"Don't be shy kids, I'm waiting. Who are you calling a freak-kid?"

Just then Yong shot out from the beneath the table with tousled hair.

"I'm the freak-kid sir, freaks originated in Korea." He laughed nervously then shrieked when he noticed the glares from the three guys. I watched back to Alfred who looked slightly annoyed.

"I'm not sure exactly what is going on here but I would like you all to gather at my office after school today and then we will sort this out. If you choose not to turn up you can be expecting a call home instead where I explain to your parents about today's events. Have I made myself clear?"

We all nodded and I was let down to the ground none too gently. Yong got up on his feet and the jocks left. The years was starting of great.

I shot a nervous glance at the watch above the door. I was supposed to be home an hour ago. Mr. Jones kept interrogating us seemingly determined to clear this all up. He had just let the jocks of the hook but had asked us to stay a little while longer.

"Now that they are out of the picture, would you mind filling me in on a certain detail?"

"And what would that be sir?" Hyong asked also glancing at the watch.

Mr. Jones looked at us seriously before suddenly breaking into a wide grin.

"How did you think I handled it all? I mean this is my first day EVER as teacher and I was a little insecure if I handled the situation right. Did I seem convincing enough to pass of as an authoritive adult?"

While Hyong and I both face-palmed Yong started to chat along.

"Well I think you did a fairly good job, but teachers don't really ever enter the canteen. I mean you do have your private lunch-room."

Mr. Jones raised his eyes in surprise.

"We do? Cool, now I know why I couldn't find Mattie!"

"Who's Mattie?"

"Oh that's my brother he's…"

The conversation was brought to a halt by a very annoyed Hyong.

"Can we go now? I'm pretty sure everyone has left already I was about to be home an hour ago. I'm pretty sure I've missed the bus."

Mr. Jones shot a glance on the watch and his eyes widened in surprise.

"Shoot, you're right."

He got up and started to gather his papers.

"Sorry it took so long." He said as we all left his office and headed for the main gate. "I'll give you a ride home in compensation."

"That won't be necessary."

We all turned to find a slightly miffed Arthur leaned against a locker. Mr. Jones grinned widely.

"Hey are you James' dad? Sorry if I kinda kidnapped your kiddo we just needed to get some things straightened."

"If you don't mind I'd like to hear what James has to say, I really couldn't care less about some silly jock."

I rubbed the back of my neck a little as I gave him a weak smile.

"Sorry Arthur. Some guys were bothering Im Yong Soo and we helped him out. Mr. Jones was just making sure everything was okay."

Arthur raised a thick eyebrow at us all.

"Are you saying that this is the Jones that Francis talked about, that finished university with top grades in physics, maths, science and biologi?"

Mr. Jones gave him thumbs up to confirm. Arthur just glared at him.

"Yao called and explained that he was stuck in traffic and asked me to take you two, home as well."

He said without breaking eye-contact with Mr. Jones for one moment. I was surprised that he hadn't run of yet.

"Let's go children, it's getting late and I'm sure Mr. Jones has tons of paper-work to get done now that he has just started working. Don't you think?"

It wasn't a real question more like a silent command that we should get going. We bid our farewells to Mr. Jones who still kept his eyes locked with Arthur for as long as he could before we all headed towards Arthur car. Neither one of us noticed that Mr. Jones was still looking our way with a slight smile on his features. And things still looked pretty normal.