Author's Note: Hi everyone! I think there was a posting problem with the latest chapter – I did post it but it didn't come up on the recently updated fanfictions. Anyway if you haven't read that chapter please go and read it (it's called Happiness)! Thanks to Samthevariablex, K L and the Guest for reviewing!

Also thank you to Aroara and Samthevariablex for favouriting my story and to tessanatorsix for following! (You guys literally made my day!)

Samthevariablex: That seems like a great idea for bringing Sam in!

Guest: Right now I don't know if anyone wants a 3/2 or 3/ella pairing I won't introduce that pairing just yet :D (hoped that answered your question)

OK Chapter 11 here we come!

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Unknown POV (not the same as before)

I wake up on a fresh and cold Wednesday morning.

The artificial light refracts through the tinted window beside my bed; which is just a thin mattress. I've gotten use to the living conditions here, but today I begin my journey. I groggily slip out of bed, the cold morning air hitting my skin, sending chills and shivers up and down my back, I quickly head to my bathroom, which is literally 3 feet away from my mattress, as I sleepily step towards the bathroom the room shakes violently, rocking from side to side. I jump at first but then remember it's normal. Well as normal as can get when you're living on a moving space ship. Leaving home was surprisingly not hard at all, my mom was quite sad but other than that I think that my new school will suit me well. I've never been the popular, sociable type. I've mostly been the geek or typical nerd that you see walk around and that gets shoved into lockers. I'm use to it.

"1 hour till descent" the captains voice rings throughout the overhead speakers. I head to the bathroom once the turbulence has died down. Showers are mostly cold on the ship, heated water is quite hard to maintain on a 30 day flight. Yes, that's how long I've been on this ship; with help from the teleport station of course, otherwise it would've taken a year or so. And trust me, no one could survive on this ship for a year, or could they… After my quick 1 minute shower I dry myself off and begin to make myself look presentable. I do like making a good first impression, but usually no one sees past my geeky t-shirts to meet it. After brushing my teeth, I slip on some grey baggy pants and put on a navy blue hoodie – no geeky designs this time; I have a feeling about this new school. I think it's good…

I pack my things quickly, I didn't bring much – my life essentials right now are in the backpack I brought. Phone, stationery, ID, paperwork, wallet and spare clothes. The people I'm staying with will hopefully have other clothes and a place for me to sleep – I've never been an exchange student before, so I guess being nervous is a complete understatement for me right now. Once I've cleared up and packed all my things I head to the cockpit for the landing; which is pretty much a small space with 3 chairs on each side of the wall and a small door going to the front of the plane. I take my seat and strap myself in, a few other people come to the other seats, preparing to land.

"We are landing in 3 minutes, please fasten your belts" the captains voice says again, I obey. The turbulence comes again, rocking the ship more violently this time, my backpack is firmly held between my feet, I breath in and out very fast, gripping the sides of my seat – white knuckled. When the ship touches the ground the feeling of an earthquake comes again, the noise is so much to bare; my ears are eventually blocked from the overload of sound. I squeeze my eyes shut. But I still feel the tremors and rocking of the walls and now I think we're slowing down. One final shake vibrates through the cockpit before the ship comes to a slow halt. I manage to open my tightly shut eyes and relax in my seat – relief floods through me and I breathe deeply.

"We have arrived at Lorien ladies and gentlemen. Weather warm and cool, time 8:51 am. Enjoy your stay"

I quickly unstrap my seat belt and stand up, I quickly stretch and then grab my backpack and head out the ship doors. The Lorien air greets me with a cooling breeze in the warm morning atmosphere. It's perfect. I walk steadily to the security port; still recovering from the ship conditions. Even though Lorien is a supposed utopia, they still have security measures… I walk into the small building opposite the large landing strip and hand my bag to the lady behind the desk. She just stares at it, looking up and down; but when I look closer I see that her eyes have gone a transparent colour and that the spot on my backpack that she's looking at is actually the inside of my backpack. She's using a Legacy! X-ray Vision I think – I've heard that the Loric have Legacies, but to actually see one in the flesh is extraordinary. Imagine if dad could see this. Once she's done x-raying my bag, she smiles and gives it to me, I smile back and take my backpack.

I walk to the main road and wait for my ride; sound of cars driving and people talking fill my ears – it's paradise compared to the ship. I can't stop grinning – I think I'm going to enjoy it here.

Joe/Eight POV

"OK, would you rather… be a burrito or hot dog?" Stan asks from next to me. We're playing a game of would you rather during Loric lifestyle studies. It's pretty boring, the teacher, Miss Spellmen doesn't even realise that the class is not listening or that they're talking when she is. And we've got an assignment that we haven't started yet.

"Dude what's a burrito?" Maren asks from next to me, she normally sits with Marina, but Marina has the flu today, which kinda made me grumpy. And John is away because he needs to practice his Legacy – I mean, why do we even have a class called Legacy training then?

"It's a type of food, ya know… from Earth" he says, Stan is obsessed with Earth food and movies; it's kinda getting me worried. Maren rolls her eyes.

"Hot dog" I say, grinning, Stan raises his eyebrows and Maren face-palms,

"Why did you give him and answer?" she asks, I shrug,

"Why did you say hot dog? Burritos are frickin' awesome!" he says. I smirk,

"Marina likes hot dogs, so why not?" I reply, Stan howls with laughter and Maren joins him, I blush,

"Aw come on! You wanted an answer" I protest, but they're long gone in their fit of laughs. I put my head in my hands,

"Aw that's cute!" Maren says in between laughs, patting my back; Stan is still laughing, holding his stomach. Maren sobers up,

"OK but seriously, we need to start this assignment" she says, getting out her textbook, Stan just puts his feet on the desk and starts doodling on his. I get out the laptop and start typing down notes,

"Wait what about Marina?" Maren asks, looking up from her textbook,

"She can join our group, and besides, Miss Spellmen said that it can be in a group of 4" I say, she nods happily, Stan sits up with a questioning look on his face,

"Speaking of Four, where's Johnny-boy?" really? He had to say that out loud,

"Stan, I swear, you are going to blow our secret with your stupid mouth; and if you do, I will kill you" Maren says, death staring Stan, I smirk – they're quite the comedic duo. Stan just roll his eyes,

"John's not here today and he doesn't take Loric Lifestyle… wow that name does sound really bad" I say, Maren grins and Stan just puts his famous mocking smirk on. Our assignment is to pretty much pick 4 Legacies and do a presentation on them. Since we're the Elder's children, no one gets the same Legacies as us, and if they some how do, it won't be the same level of power or potential. Maren, Stan and me decided to do ours on Marina's Night Vision, my Teleportation and we're randomly choosing the last 2.

"I think we should pick a Legacy that blows up sh*t" Stan says, adding his wonderful ideas to our group conversation. Maren just ignores him,

"OK, maybe a rare Legacy or do any of you guys want to do your parents'?" she asks, that's actually a really good idea,

"Teleportation is already quite a rare Legacy, how 'bout something more mainstream?" Stan says, actually contributing to the conversation,

"You mean like Telekinesis?" I say,

"Na that's a bit too mainstream, and besides, everyone who doesn't really know much about the Legacies will choose that" Maren answers. We're stuck there, dumbfounded, we can't even choose what Legacy we're going to do for this assignment. I wish Marina was here. I'm about to give up on working on this assignment, then something pops into my head,

"What about Supersonic Speed? Yesterday during Gym Class when we were demonstrating our Legacies to Mr Pratt-"

"Coach"

"-Whatever, there was a kid named Hannu, he had that Legacy; it's a pretty cool one. Maybe we could do that?" I say, Stan nods – great I've got his approval,

"OK, but we've still got one more…" Maren interjects, writing down the list of Legacies we've chosen so far,

"I've always found Invisibility pretty cool…" I say, throwing out an option. Maren seems to like it because she writes it down with a smile,

"Sounds good, let's start"

Unknown POV (same one at the start of this chapter)

I thank the driver and give him a tip, he looks gratefully at me before slowly driving out of the school car park. I look at the school doors in front of me, I'm very nervous.

"OK, you can do this" I mutter to myself and after that I walk strongly towards the school. Once I walk inside a long hallway is what I'm met with. Lockers are on either side, with stairs angling in from different spots, classrooms are on the sides, with signs for the bathroom and administrators office. I breathe in the high school air and trudge onwards towards the admin office. The high school kids must be in class right now. It's an amazing school, and it's very big. 3 ovals the size of football fields cover the east wing and indoor gyms, pools and weight rooms compliment them. Not that I'll use the gym.

I walk into the admin office area, a desk is in front of me, waiting chairs to the side. A wooden door with a red crystal like door knob is to my left. The writing on the door reads, Mr Bursen Lynch. He must be the principal. I walk to the front desk, a nice lady sits on the other side,

"Hi, what can I do for you?" she asks, I hesitate before pulling out my paperwork and giving it to her. She takes it and reads over it quickly,

"So your our new exchange student!" she says, I can help but smile,

"Um, yeah" I say awkwardly, the lady quickly starts typing away – probably printing off my timetable.

"Um, the language preference you put down is full, the only available spot is Old Loric class – is that OK with you?" the lady asks, I nod, still smiling for a reason I do not know of. She continues to type away. During that I hear a faint conversation going on, it's coming from the principals office. I squint my eyes and look through the window. A girl stands in there with the principal. She wears what-looks-like-to-me a cheerleader's uniform, she has blond hair that is tied back in a loose pony-tail. Some strands of hair hang around her face; she has tanned skin, blue eyes and she's quite athletic looking. Overall she's stunningly beautiful, I can tell she doesn't have to try to look pretty with make up, but she still has it on anyway. I can't draw my eyes away from her. I look at who she's arguing with, it's a man, probably the principal – Mr Lynch.

"I didn't do it!" she says,

"Britney, I know, it's just that, you really embarrassed that girl – I think you should apologise-"

"If I say sorry, can I please go?" she asks the principal, I see him; he sighs then nods. She grabs her bag and walks out the door, right into me. She's startled for a second and drops her bag,

"Um, uh sorry" I say, picking up her bag and giving it to her, she smiles faintly before walking to the door,

"Um, Britney? Could you show our new exchange student where his locker is?" the lady at the desk asks, Britney stops and sighs angrily, turning around and walking to me,

"Um, it's fine I can probably-"

"No it's OK, I'll show you" she cuts me off, taking the locker location from the lady at the desk. She smiles sweetly at the lady before walking to the door, I follow her. We walk through the hallways looking for my locker in silence first,

"So, you're an exchange student?" she asks breaking the original quiteness, I look up from my feet and nod nervously,

"It's OK, you can talk ya know" she says, slightly grinning, I smile – she really looks beautiful,

"Um, yeah, I'm an exchange" I say, she nods, looking around. She's beautiful, I can't really take my eyes off her. Class has ended now, and the students are now going to their lockers for what I think is lunch. Some students give me looks – probably wondering why I'm walking and talking with Britney – she must be really popular at this school. All cheerleaders are.

"So, what's it like here?" I ask, trying to push the awkwardness out of the air, she turns to me, still walking next to me. She shrugs,

"Um, ya know, it's pretty cool here. You've still got you're cliques and groups, but I guess it's just a bit more tamed" she says, I nod,

"Like what type of cliques?" I ask, genuinely wanting to know, she looks to me and gives me a happy-funny look; she smiles,

"You've got you're popular kids over there-" she says, pointing to a group huddled near a locker. A boy with curly hair and tanned skin cracks a joke which they all laugh to, there's also another boy with long dark hair, he's quite buff looking, there are girls with them, but they're the only people I get a glimpse of before we walk away.

"They're probably going to be the next sport captains this year" Britney says, referring to the popular kids, I nod. We walk some more – I see a group of students reading books and some where glasses,

"These are the nerds and geeks I guess, they mostly keep to themselves" Britney says, waving to a red headed girl in the 'nerd' group, the girl waves back. I'll probably be there in no time. They're outside the library, so it figures.

"Then you've got your, country kids from Lorien's country side, the cheerleaders which I'm in and there's like fifty more, but I forget" she says adding a bit of vibrato and smiling, she comes to a halt at a locker. I grin. She turns the locker knob, locking in the code, before the door clicks open, she gives me the code and grins,

"Um, uh thanks" I say, putting my stuff into my new locker and getting out my timetable, she shrugs,

"Yeah, no biggie, I guess I'll see ya around?" she says, slowly walking away, still looking at me, I nod, still staring at her beauty.

"Well it was nice meeting you…" she pauses, I snap out of my trance,

"Uh, Adam. My name's Adam"

"Nice meeting you Adam" she says, walking down the hall.

I can't help but smile.

Author's Note: Hi everyone – I hope you liked that chapter… YAY Adam's in the story! I decided to change up how he was introduced – please tell me what you thought of it!

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