Okay! I am SO sorry for not updating this DX.

I was focusing on the oneshots so much I forgot about this. ;-;

Okay! Enjoy the chapter! :3

Needless to say when Hera mentioned schooling Ezra practically choked on his own spit.

It was a shot in the dark, she mentioned it one day when Ezra was sitting on the couch and sketching with one of the books and mechanical pencils Sabine gave him.

She'd been giving him a few 'lessons' on art and he'd been getting better since they started.

He started out with stick figures and he was sketching a rare flower that grew in Japan.

She watched as he carefully created pencil thin lines and shaded different areas in different colors.

She was usually used to seeing Sabine do this but, when Ezra started she felt pride swell in her chest because Ezra was learning.

Speaking of learning…

"Ezra, we might have to get you into a school soon. How old are you again?"

"Fifteen, but Her-"

"So eighth grade, what grade were you in before your… parents disappeared?"

"Second but still-"

"Okay so I'll have to talk to Kanan about it-"

"Hera!" Ezra intercepted her train of thought.

"I can't go to school- I- I would look like an idiot."

"Why?"

"Because I don't know anything! I barely know how to read!"

She paused, and looked confused for a second.

"But the warrant from the cops. Didn't you read that?"

"No… I just looked at it. I couldn't read it…"

He looked away in shame and Hera stood, placing a hand on her hip and turned Ezra around with the other.

"Now you listen to me Ezra Bridger," She said gently, yet with a stern tone. "You are the smartest boy I know. I don't want you to catch you doubting yourself, okay?"

Ezra gulped and then nodded. There was nothing worse than an angry Hera.

They whipped their head to the door as it creaked open. Kanan and Zeb appeared, Kanan with an annoyed look on his face, and Zeb with a guilty one.

"What happened this time?" Hera asked with a sarcastic tone as she stared expectantly at Zeb.

"Got in a fight with some kids around town. Parently' it got so bad that one of the kids called the cops."

"It wasn't my fault!'' Zeb shot back.

"Why? Did someone else start it or something?" Ezra pressed on, setting his drawing to the side.

"Eh- It's nothin really." He rubbed a bruise on his neck and reassured Ezra that he was okay.

Ezra stood quickly and went to go show Sabine his progress.

"Wow Ezra! That's really good so far! When did you start this? It usually takes me a few days to color and shade."

"I just started it this morning…" He said and beamed when Sabine gaped in awe at his drawing.

"You're learning really fast!" She smiled and punched him in the shoulder lightly.

"Hera said that I should start school…" He spoke nervously and rubbed his arm. "Oh… Well, what's gotten you so down about it?" She asked, curiously. "I… I don't know anything.. I barely know how to read-!" He was cut off as Sabine shoved a chapter book in his hand.

"Well I'll just have to help you. She decided and gestured for him to open to the first page.

"You know the basics right?" He nodded, and she told him to read the first page.

"One by one, the cats crept into the cave. Their fur was st-reaked with mud and their eyes stretched wide with fear, refl-ec..ting the cold moonlight that filter-ed through through a crack in the roof."

Sabine nodded as he finished the first chapter and put a hand on his shoulder. "That's good, but I forgot I have homework. Algebra's the worst, right?" She laughed.

"What's algebra?" He asked, setting the book down.

"Complicated math with letters and a lot of parentheses."

"Ah." He nodded and stood. "Good luck." He waved to her and walked out of her room and into his.

He entered the room only to see Zeb trying to clean a cut that was on his back and out of reach.

Ezra sighed and rolled his eyes, shaking his head as he took the rag from his hands and cleaned the cut for him.

He could feel the nerve rolling off of Zeb,

"Okay, I get it, now what was the fight really about? Were they making fun of Sabine or something?" He asked like it was a plague.

"Yeah somethin' like that." He rubbed the back of his neck and flinched as Ezra cleaned another gash on the small of his back.

"Like what?" He implored further, Zeb growled.

"They… They called yeh' a streetrat."

"Me? How do they know about me?" Ezra stopped and grabbed Zeb's shoulder and turned him around.

"That's not important…" He said.

"What's important is that I saved your dignity by beatin' the crap outta them."

Ezra smiled.

"Finished." He put the rag down and waited for him to put his shirt back on.

Ezra looked away childishly and then reached over, hugging him.

"Thankyou…"

Zeb sighed and chuckled, patting the kids' back.

"Anytime."

YASSSS SPACESIBS FLUFFFIINESS

Okay Now that I've updated I hope some of you will get off my back. I'm actually moving next weekend so it's going to be a busy week! Good thing I'll be staying at the same school for the rest of the year.

I have a field trip to the renaissance fair :D in May I think.

Okey

May the Force be with you!

~Space.