Hi, I forgot to comment on my first semi-chapter, sorry about that. So this chapter is a little bit longer than the first and it turned out better than the first. I'm working on making it clearer, just still building on it. I noticed the concept or theme of the stroy isn't quite clear yet, I'll try to improve that, but it is based off the trials we face in life, the "tests" we must take to become who we are. Skaller is meant to journey throught these tests to find his outcome, if any, and wether it was worth it to begin with.

I shall do my best to improve the chapters. Also, I do apologize for any spelling errors in this. The spell check on my computer stopped working, but I checked it myself as best I could.

Please review, I'd love to hear ideas, about things I should should improve on, and what not since my story is off on a bit of a clumsy start.

Thanks for reading and enjoy. ~SamZim

After Anika's introduction, she was directed to the seat in front of Skaller.
"Hey, what do you think of her? Quite an interesting specimen no?" Whispered Kain, a strawberry blond messy haired boy who is obsessed with science .His sharp forest green eyes glinted in examination of her at a quick pace before darting back to his book from the ever popular show 'Doctor Who'.
"I don't think you should call her a specimen, she is not a subject of testing."Skaller replied bluntly, he expected what he was to say next to be something along the lines of his logic and science mannerisms. Kain always seem to deduce things in such a intellectual way yet primitive to the people of the now culture.
"And yet all our minds are crammed with knowledge then tested and tried through the educational systems then and now through out life. Whether it of educational, emotional, mental, physical, etc. we are all tested Skaller, we are the subjects of testing. Humans, primitive creatures to ourselves and to others."Kain replied with his on the out looking inward perspective, only to spare a glance from his book to Skaller with eyes that say "you should know that."
Skaller turned his focus to the girl that now sat in front of him. I should know, after all, I grew up without a father. After he died in that accident so long ago, who was I suppose to look to then. My mother had to work double jobs even with that we still had to move to our grandparents house. Gill was traumatized, he was so young, that's why he is so much more reserved and unresponsive to most people. Everything that I had learned to do , what I had planned to do with him...it all blew up in my face...I was tested, on whether I could endure tragedy and not give up, on whether I would wallow in self pity or realize I'm not the first to lose a loved one or the last. I was tested to grow up and see a bigger picture to take responsibility. But what is my outcome...What becomes of the test subject?...Where do I go now? His thoughts were interrupted by the outburst of the supposed "comedic" student.
"Then it blows up and monkeys and mutant carnivore candies will rule the world after they realise that there was no use in the knowing of the separation of monocots and dicots." Called the student Vendle to some apparent and rhetorical question from Mr. Jadle. His dusty black hair swept over his face, hiding mischievous rust-brown eyes that have learned to feign innocence upon first meetings and in times of need.
Students giggle at the randomness of stupidity that he spouted from his mouth. Mr. Jadle gave a slight chuckle at the typicality's of the particular student. And continued the lesson. The new girl, Anika, had a flash of confusion touch her face before she quickly picked upon the idea of the reactions from the others. The classed ended about an hour later and the students bustled noisily down the halls to the next of their classes.
Skaller headed to his next class of history with the spunky yet down to earth teacher Ms. Veneon. Kain walked along side him zoned into his book and another boy of golden-red unkempt hair and hazy light green eyes dashed over to walk with had just came from talking to a blond, short and flared end-haired girl named Sanny, a bubbly girl who was generally friends with everybody and whose earthy brown eyes made you feel she was someone who could make and bring sense of and to things.
"Hey Cole." Skaller said giving a generally friendly smile to the boy who came upon them.
"Sup, so hey, who is this new girl I've been hearing about?" Cole asked, curiosity filling his eyes. "Whats her name, what does she look like? Did Kain go into quiz mode on her and plague her with questions?"
"Her name is Anika, has brown hair, blue eyes, glasses, and no, I did not go into robotic function of 'quiz mode', as you dubbed it, in the search of characterization and identification." Kain retorted without looking from his book.
Skaller sighed once again now caught in the center of another teasing argument between the two. They enter the regular sized classroom. Ms. Veneon was filing away some test papers from the previous class. Her woody-brown, wavy hair was pulled back revealing pierced ears of some sort of loop chain that dangled from her lobes. Turning to move to the coal black tables for a seat, Skaller's eyes came upon Anika, who, in apparent, had the same class. Skaller decided to sit beside her, for some reason he wanted to talk to her, she seemed like one of those pretty yet nerdy type girls so he thought he would find out for sure.
"So, Its Anika right? How do you like the school?" Skaller asked casually as he approached.
"Um..well it seems like and intriguing place. It has quite an extensive history." Anika gave him a look of the request for a name.
"Skaller." He replied to the unasked question. "Skaller Ezion. Yeah, this place is all about study since it began. So where are you from?"
"Well I used to go to the private all girls school, La Ellions. I came here because we had to move, my father's job requires one to travel when needed."
"I see. It must be hard having such a drastic change in school and life styles." Skaller was becoming more more interested listen to her. Her voice seemed just so inviting and charming and her eyes were enchanting, such a strange color of blue captivated his attention. Her voice was different than what her looks would tell you. He ignored the prodding of one of his friends demanding his attention.
"It is kinda difficult to fit in, but I'm sure I'll be fine once I get started. I mean this isn't the first time I had to." Anika said with a bit of sadness that crept into to her voice.
Skaller was about to press more questions when the teacher called for attention, interrupting all current conversations. As Ms. Veneon began her annoucmentts and lectures, Skaller's friend, Cole, leaned in to whisper.

"Why the interest? " He asked with a sly look that gleamed in his green eyes.

"What?" Skaller glanced at him puzzled.

Cole nodded to Anika whose focus was upon the words that Ms. Veneon spewed.

"Well...don't tell me you have stirring for her? Oh dear Skaller, its at first sight isn't it. What am I going to do with you?" Cole replied in a teasing whisper.
"What in the world are you talking about!" Skaller replied in a harsh whisper.

"Ah, you know well what I mean...now you're blushing!" Cole progressed his torment calling on the faint pink that emerged from Skaller's face.

Skaller was about to make a retort, another voice called for his attention.

"Skaller, who was the German monk that chastised the Pope with his 95 thesises?" Ms. Veneon asked, knowing that he was part of a side conversation that should have ceased already.

"Uh...Martin Luther ma'am." Skaller relied wearily being caught off guard by the sudden question causing focus to fall upon him.

"Correct. And after their frustrations with Luther, what did the Church do to him, Cole?" She asked, targeting the next culprit.

"...Um...They executed him?" Cole replied awkwardly.

"Excommunicated Cole. They sent him the bull and he burned it in defiance." Her sea-green eyes observed his face-palm reaction, knowing he would probably mix something up of the words. He always did.

Skaller, seeing the conversation over with Cole considering his 'I must be stupid, I should have known that' reaction that was plastered across his face, decided to leave his focus on the lecture of Martin Luther and the Catholic church. But, he cast a glance to Anika, letting brief thoughts of what she spoke of and his early theories mix together and sweep across his mind before turning his blue-eyed gaze to Ms. Veneon, unaware of the light blush that shadowed his cheeks.

Again, thanks for reading my story so far!

Please review!~SamZim