The next class was science. I've always like science, because the teachers all kept my projects, but this years they won't really be keeping anything, will they? Oh well, maybe I'll be able to blow up stuff whenever I want! But when I got to class I realized I wouldn't be able to do that. The teacher, who looked strangely like Legolas, passed out papers. None of the other teachers did this, but he did. They were safety protocols, and it consisted of a two lists. A list of things to do, and ones not to do. Some of the the things to do were, always wear long hair up, and don't wear flowy clothing. The teacher didn't seem to follow his own rules. On the things not to do list, it said no rough housing or bringing food in the lab. Hmmm, I have gummy bears in my pockets, so thats no good, and I'm sure Faith and Jordanne will try to pull a prank on the other students somehow. How am I going to survive this class? Oh wait, he's passing out another paper. I should have brought my binder after all…

This paper described the research project that we will be doing, or all of them anyway. This class was different than the other classes, it wasn't a free formed. The paper said I had to get paired up with someone for the entire year that I could work with because of similar interests. Then we would pick from the list what we wanted to do each month based on those interests interests. I had no interests yet, so how could I have similar ones than anyone? I racked my brain, going through all the people who I've talked with about what they love, to see if they were a possibility. None of them were. I could have worked with Killi, because I sorta liked writing, but she seemed… absent. She had only gone to one class? Where could she have gone? Oh no, the red head wasn't here either. Oh never mind. I'll just do what I usually do. I'll wait around until all but one other person has paired up, so I can go with them.

Then I saw people crowded around the wall. What were they doing? It looked like some kind of list. Were we already paired up by the teacher? Yes! I'm one of those weird one who'd rather have the teacher pick partners because I usually don't have fiends with me, or they pair up with each other. Didn't Jordanne and faith come here so they could spend time with me? Really… those guys. I shook my head and walked towards the mob of people, standing at a safe distance until they cleared. I looked at the paper and indeed it assigned us partners. It went by common interests. I saw a bunch of people who shared last names though, and I realized how many people were related to each other here.

I finally found my name near the bottom next to "Matthew Williams" at first I thought it said Madeline but it didn't. It was defiantly Matthew. So she had a brother? If so, where was he? Then I saw a guy out of the corner of my eye that looked like Madeline. I walked toward him.

"Are you Matthew?" I asked

"You know my name?" he stammered out, he reminded me of myself before I decided I was going to have friends two years ago, and a little like myself even now. He had blonde hair like mine, but his was lighter, and his eyes were blue, but had a purplish look to them, where as mine were green tinted. Then I realized I was staring, shoo, now he's going to think I'm crazy or something!

"Oh, yeah, my friends sharing a room with your sister," I paused, "I think."

"Eh? What's your name?"

"I'm Carolyn." I said, yet agin not bothering with my last name.

"Well I'm Matthew Williams."

"Mhmm. Well, we're lab partners I guess."

"What do you love?" he asked, great, this question again. I sighed.

"I don't know." I admitted.

He perked up, "Really? Neither do I!"

"What? That's awesome!" I thought I was the only one who had no clue what they were doing, but I'm not! I could hug him, but that would be weird, right? So I resisted the urge to wrap my arms around him.

"But how are we going to pick a project to do if we don't know what we love?" he asked getting worried.

"Well, we will just do what ever one we like, and it might lead us to what we love." I said, and he nodded. We sat down at a lab station, number 1, because even here people liked to sit in the back far from the teacher. I saw that Jordanne was paired up with Alfred and Faith was paired with the Japanese guy who had followed Ludwig and the Italian in the dorm yesterday. I looked back to Matthew who had circled a few. I looked at the list and immediately saw the one, of the ones he had circled, that I wanted to do.

"I think we should do that one."

"The 'Now you see it now you don't test of peripheral vision'?" he asked.

"Yeah that one."

"Why?"

"Well, because at my old school, no one ever really saw me, even a teacher marked me absent for a week thinking I wasn't there. My mom got so mad at me thinking I was skipping school. I want to know if they needed glasses, or if it was just me." It was true too, my mom was really mad until we got it cleared up with the school.

"I know what that's like. No one here realizes that I exist. Even my twin sister gets more attention than me, she has a boy friend now did you know?" he said looking back at table seven were Madeline and Gilbert were sitting looking ridiculously lovey-dovey. Well that escalated quick, but good for them.

"Well you will probably get a girlfriend or boyfriend when you leave this place and go out into the real world." I said in attempt to console him, and I added boyfriend in just in case he was gay, you can never tell.

"What if when I get out into the real world, I still don't know what I love, and I have nothing to do, and no one to take me in because my parents already told me I had to make my own path in life… and I will just be stuck alone and pancake-less." The way he said it made me sure he had thought of this many times before, even the part about pancakes. If he made pancakes like his sister, then i'm sure I couldn't live with out them either.

"Well, you know what? I will have inherited my fortune by then, and I will take you in. Because we are friends now right?" I said, "You could make me pancakes for rent." That would just be awesome!

He looked like he was going to cry, should I not have added the part about rent? Then he hugged me, I was suppressed by how tall he actually was, and he wasn't as skinny as he looked in his big red sweat shirt. I hugged him back tightly, not sure why he was hugging me in the first place, but not really caring. No one was paying any attention to us anyway, and I liked hugs.

When he finally released me he said, "Thanks so much, I-I've never really had a friend before, but I think your a really good friend." and he looked like he truly meant it.