Jim finished what was left of his lunch and went to join his final class for the day. He had been looking forward to space combat, but was dreading the fact that Tristan would be there as well.

Jim entered class and he noticed that everyone was wearing something different. "What? They don't have uniforms for this class?" Jim thought to himself. The teacher came up to Jim and said "Mr. Hawkins? If you're wondering what you are to wear, simply change into what you think is the easiest for you to move in."

Jim was delighted to hear this, and quickly pulled out the baggy clothes he missed wearing. After changing he took a moment to get back into the feeling they had. He noticed the subtle smell the clothes had. They smelled like his home back on Montressor; it made him feel nostalgic. Jim was brought back to thoughts of the Benbow and his mother.

Everyone was called together by the teacher, and Jim left his homeward memories in the back of his mind for the moment. As Jim tried to find an open area to see the teacher, he, unfortunately, ended up next to the person he really didn't want to see. Jim acted as though he didn't see him to avoid starting a conversation that would lead to violence. Sadly, this proved ineffective when Tristan said, "If it isn't the prodigy student. I guess that you will have to do as well in this class as you did in you're others if you want to keep your reputation." Tristan said arrogantly.

Jim took a deep breath and tried to speak in a way that didn't sound like he wanted to punch his face in. "I don't actually care about my reputation, which is just a title that everyone else gave me. I never accepted it."

Tristan didn't know what to say in response to this and they simply listened to the teacher's instructions which were "Okay, welcome to your first combat lesson. For today, we'll do target practice using real guns. Just as a warning, if your conduct in this class is deemed improper you will be removed from this class until further notice."

Jim seemed a little uneasy having Tristan holding a gun, but he knew that if he tried anything he'd shoot in retaliation. Each student was lined up in front of what looked like a shooting range, but Jim noticed something there weren't any targets.

Jim was about to ask the teacher where the targets were, when suddenly, many virtual targets depicting pirates started to move around the shooting range. Jim was a little startled by this, and almost pulled the trigger on the blaster. "These targets are set so that they will move, but won't fight back. Also, there will be virtual depictions of academy students including you moving within the same area as the targets. Be careful not to shoot them or it will be shown on your skill record."

"Everyone please step up to the line, warm-up you blasters, and wait to shoot." The students loaded they're guns and aimed. A whistle was blown and the lasers flew across the shooting range. Jim was simply finding a target and shooting; relying on his luck to hit the target. To his surprise, Tristan was steeling targets from Jim with great ease, and even though he knew he wasn't supposed to he hit a hologram depicting Jim. This took Jim focus off of looking for pirate targets and began shooting anything that moved.

Another whistle went off and the students stopped shooting. After then students lined up in front of the teacher, he began to read off the results of their first lesson. "Tristan, other than your one mistake you did a very good job. Jim, you started off well, but your aim seemed to take a turn for the worse. If you can't control your aim people will get hurt." the teacher said.

Jim intended to improve his aim otherwise Tristan wouldn't stop giving him this conceited look.

~The Next Day~

Believe it or not, Jim had homework! :D Jim was sitting in the library doing his technical knowledge homework. He put down the last answer and closed the book he had taken from the shelves and went to put it back. After finding the shelf he had taken it from and put the book back, Jim saw a light from around the corner. He went to turn of the light in case someone had left it on, but instead found Sarah curled up on the tall velvet chair with a book of maps in her lap.

Jim chuckled to himself and wondered how long she had been sleeping there. Sarah had a sleepy smile on her face, and Jim stood there and watched her for a moment. After pulling out of his trance, he took the book from her lap to see what page she had marked. It was a map of Montressor; another reminder of home. He closed the book and shook Sarah's shoulder to wake her up. "Wake up, Sleeping Beauty." Jim said jokingly. (Lol Disney cameo)

Sarah woke up rubbing her eyes adjusting to the light of the lamp. "What is it? Huh! Jim! How long have I been sitting here?" "Not sure, but I'm guessing it's been a while since you were asleep? Were you doing homework?" Jim asked holding up the book of maps. "Oh. No, I was just reading for enjoyment. I like to study maps." Sarah said, getting up from the chair. Her legs were still asleep and they gave way under her when she stood up. With a shriek of surprise she was falling to the floor. "Hey, watch out!" Jim said startled. He caught her just before she was out of reach, and was able to pull her to her feet.

"Are you okay?" Jim said with a hint of concern.

"I'm okay. Sorry about this, Jim." She said in a slight chuckle.

"It's fine. I'm happy to help." Jim said smiling.

Just then, they noticed that Jim was still holding Sarah really close. They just looked at each other and a soft blushed formed across their faces, before Sarah stood up and step away chuckling nervously. Jim saw her brush her light-brown hair in front of her face, making it almost impossible to see her hazel-green eyes. Jim thought he might be blushing too so he turned around and said "So, uhh, where did you find this book? I'll help you put it back." He said turning around enough to give her a crooked smile.

Sarah turned to look at him and nodded with a smile.