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Chapter Four

The groans coming from one side of the wall told Adrian that there was no way Mason or Eddie would be okay at school today. Even though he drunk the most, Adrian was so used to having a hang-over it was like second nature to him. He actually had medication that was specially designed to help with a hangover, and it looked like he was going to have to give out a few to everyone that morning.

After a shower and a trip to the dorm's cafeteria where the smell of toast and egg sent nearly everyone to the toilet, they left for school on a sick yet empty stomach, deciding to go to the vending machines to grab some sandwiches for lunch rather than wait around for their lunch to be made for them.

Stan wasn't too pleased when Adrian, Rose, Lissa and Mason walked into their first class with hangovers, but this also didn't surprise him much. From the looks of it a couple of other students were also suffering from some sort of hangover or illness so the double English lesson went by slowly and without much hassle from the troublemaker trio at the back. Science also went by slowly, and Maths. But they heard from Ms Karp that several students found dirty jokes in the recycling several lessons later and she asked the class if it was them. When they all replied no in unison, she forgot about it and continued the lesson.

Most of their lunchtime was spent with the group just talking to each other, with the fighters and Sydney in the sun catching the sun's rays while Adrian joined Lissa, Christian and Jill under the tree in the shade that cooled their hot bodies off. He told them about his condition, and was welcomed into 'the group who can't stand the sun' with open arms.

When the bell rung Adrian suddenly grew happy. He had double art with a teacher, on his timetable, labelled TAO, which were the first two letters from their first name and the first letter of their second name. He asked everyone who the teacher was, only for Jill to tell that she was in his class and that he would see her soon. Everyone else was quiet and giggling a bit, not wanting to tell him who the teacher was, which made Adrian grow more nervous the closer they got to the class.

But his nervous mood disappeared when he walked into their art class. Paintings that students done were scattered across the walls along with patches of paint that were obviously thrown at the wall out of anger or laughter. Paint laid everywhere, with canvas' that were blank or filled with uncompleted paintings. And the smell of strong paint, Adrian adored that smell. It reminded him of his art room back at home where he spent hours on end just painting away, without any worry of life.

"Ah, you must be Adrian Ivashkov. My nephew told me about you last night." The moment Adrian turned around; he knew why the others didn't tell him who his teacher was. He could tell straight away that the teacher was Christian's aunt by the way he described her. She had the exact same hair and eyes, but the scar on her cheek that was caused from an accident was strong on her cheek, very noticeable. He tried to avert his eyes away from it but he couldn't, making her laugh. "Don't mind the scar. It's a part of me. Anyway, I heard that you're the Adrian Ivashkov who has sold several masterpieces already. An art prodigy in the art world."

"That's me." He nervously chuckled for some students to stare at him in slight shock.

"Several of these students used some of your art work in their coursework. So you're quite a celebrity in the art department." She sat down next to him. "It's nice to meet you finally. Christian told me how much of a nice boy you are before the party. He also told me you have quite the character, I heard you were the one who got expelled when caught smoking a cigarette."

"Yeah, it was partly the school's fault. If they really want students to behave they need to fox security cameras that broke years ago."

"They probably have after what you done." The two laughed while Jill grabbed her art folder and sat down. "Just take it easy in this class. I'll get you a folder by the end of the lesson."

"Thanks Ma'am."

When the class were given their task to draw portraits of their partner Adrian and Jill decided to pair up, mostly because Adrian didn't know anyone else in the class but also because the girl wanted to see how he drew and see if he could give her any pointers about her artwork. The only reason why she took art was because she often drew fashion ideas in her club, and decided to take up art to help improve her drawings. And Adrian actually liked the drawings.

"You have your own unique style. Trust me, it's good. Better than other artwork I've seen."

"Really? You're not trying to make me feel better? I know this is bad."

"I've seen bad. And that is not bad." Adrian chuckled and turned his book around. "Well, what do you think?"

It was almost as if she was looking into a mirror. He had managed to get every detail of her face in, even the small freckle that is often hidden by her fringe that was showing her forehead that day. Her hair was shaded in a way that made the portrait look perfect and yet, she had never seen that style of shading before.

"That's amazing!"

"It's only a rough."

"It's still amazing. Wow Adrian, you really are an artist!"

"You had doubts?"

"I've never seen any of your work, so when Dimitri spoke about the masterpiece his father brought I thought it was just another piece of boring artwork. But when Ms Ozera spoke to you about art I knew that there was something special about your work. And now I know what." She giggled at him. "Could you show me how to draw like that sometime?"

Adrian was surprised. No one has ever asked him if he could teach them how to draw. And being asked by someone he only met the day before but already saw as a friend, he had to admit he was a little embarrassed.

"Uh…sure…if you want…"

He went slightly pink in the cheeks making Jill giggle harder. The other students were watching the pair, and the small girl over in the corner with several of her friends glared at Adrian as if he had done something horrible to her and scowled to herself, furious when their teacher walked over and complimented his work.

After the lesson Jill and Adrian were the first to leave the classroom. Mason had text Jill during the lesson and told her that Rose and Dimitri were going head-to-head at the kickboxing club after school, something that Jill and most likely half the school did not want to miss. Rose and Dimitri were seen as a god and goddess at the school as they were the captains of the karate club. They were strong and so far have not lost a fight ever in their lives. Even Rose has managed to break a few noses on both guys and girls who have tried to piss her off.

"It's a fight that rarely happens. So you're lucky that you get to see one on the second day of school."

"Sounds exciting."

"Hey!" The loud voice made Adrian and Jill, along with other students in the corridor, turn around and face the small girl from their art club. The artist knew this wasn't good when he heard a small noise come from Jill and she moved in closer to him, as if she was scared of the girl. "You're Adrian Ivashkov, right?"

"That's right."

From her appearance the girl could had almost been a china doll. She was very small for her size and she looked so cute and adorable. But the tone in her voice was dangerous. "Could I see that drawing of Jill? I want to see how good you are."

He didn't want to make a big scene in front of everyone in the corridor so he simply pulled the drawing out of his folder and handed it to the girl. With the way people gasped, they saw the drawing and were surprised at how well it was drawn. She stared at the drawing then handed it back to him.

"My personal feeling about it, it isn't that good." Jill gasped, horrified at what she said. "It's lacking feeling behind it. And you've missed out on some obvious features of her face." Adrian's eyes narrowed.

"Sorry. But I don't take criticism like that from a child." The corridor went dead quiet.

"Excuse me?"

"The Elementary section of the academy isn't too far away. You better get back to your school before Mummy and Daddy get a phone calling saying that you're lost." Adrian slipped the drawing back into his folder and continued walking down the corridor with Jill following. The girl stood there humiliated and stormed off, ignoring the giggles and comments from spectators.

"That was very brave of you."

"Who was she by the way?"

"That was Mia Rinaldi. She's a spoilt girl who tries to get what she wants. Hates Lissa and Rose by the way."

"So someone not that important? Come on, let's get going."