My first hour was English and Mrs. Bingle took me there before walking off with Dylan. I stopped spinning my sword and walked into the classroom. There was a couple disputes about my saber but they finally were dropped with Bingle came in smiling. The first half of the day went quickly and at lunch I was relieved to find Dylan. We'd be together the rest of the day since there was lunch and then 5th and 6th hour, math then end the day with PE.

In math, the teacher introduced us then we were put in the same corner of the room. We sat there tired from boredom since we had heard this all day, the teachers were going over the structure of how the class would be like. When it came to PE, we were relieved that we could just walk around the track so I put my music in and started doing a few flips over the blade, knowing well that every student was watching me. As the bell rang, the teacher called Dylan and me over to talk to him.

"Leo, where did you learn to move like that?"

"I was on a type of dance team back in Alaska and learned to dance with this. I've been dancing my whole life though," I smiled.

"I've never seen something so amazing," he smiled then let us go.

We walked out to where the bus and parent pick up was and saw a black limo. Xavier got out when he spotted us and opened the door for us and we got in then we drove off as most of the school stared opened mouth at us. At home, we sat at the table with mom and got all the papers signed.

"We're going to be what the school talks about for a while," I laughed as we walked up to our rooms.

"How do you know that?" Dylan inquired.

"I was on top back in Alaska; I know what to look for. We got picked up in a sleek black limo while every other car were old in some way. That's not even saying something about me carrying the saber around or PE," I laughed.

"Well, if you weren't such a show off and actually ever put down that saber," Dylan laughed dropping his bag by his door and walked into my room. We never cared for privacy from each other.

"You know me better than that," I spoke putting my bag on the desk in a corner. "Would you ever teach me skate boarding?"

"So you can show that your better at something else that me? No, plus you shouldn't worry about learning something knew when you have the best thing your good at," Dylan growled playfully.

I smiled and pulled off my flats before getting on the bed. I looked at my clock and sighed. "It's already 4pm. I'm not used to getting out so late," I muttered, lying down.

Dylan crawled up next to me and pulled me into his arms and I sighed and turned towards him. When we took naps, this was how we were. We were the closest siblings would be without anything inappropriate. I fell asleep, warm against Dylan.

"Leo, wake up."

I was shaken awake and looked at Dylan. "What?" I mumbled.

"Its dinner time," he laughed.

I sat up and stood up without thinking. I got light headed and fell back onto the bed. I growled and sat up slowly, rubbing my head.

"Damn, that hurt," I groaned.

"Idiot," Dylan muttered and helped me stand up.

We raced downstairs to the dining room and stumbled as we almost ran into Jack. We laughed all the way into the dining room, holding onto each other so we didn't fall. Mom shook her head, smiling and dinner was entertaining for once.

The second trimester of school went by without incident and many were talking to us out of curiosity. Cheerleaders and the football team ran the school so I wasn't on top but I was okay with that. There was many times that I was asked to perform during an assembly and it eventually became a routine to perform at every school assembly. I was a prodigy of the school.

At the beginning of the third trimester, a family moved in a few houses away from us and two teenage boys got enrolled into the school. They were tall, and medium built. They both have shaggy black hair that went to their eyes and their skin was a light tan.

"Who's the new guys?" I asked a cheerleader I was hanging with during lunch.

"They just moved from California. Dakota is the one on the right and the one on the left is Todd. From what I've heard both their parents work for the government, but who knows if it's true. Do you have any classes with them?"

"Not any morning class but we'll just have to see about the afternoon classes," I smiled then walked past the two boys to drop my tray off, my saber in a sheath-like bag I had made and my backpack hung off one shoulder.

"Leo!" Dylan called and I stopped walking and looked behind me. Dylan hurried over with his tray and the two new boys looked at me. "Jack is picking us up after school. Xavier called in sick and Jack said he had some surprise for us."

"Really?" I asked skeptically as we dropped off our trays.

"Don't be so mean, at least he's trying," he sighed, slinging an arm over my shoulder. "I need some help with my English since I know you have always been better at it."

"Okay, let's go to the art room and I'll see what I can do," I laughed.

Dylan's questions were about how to integrate vocabulary words into a story and I helped him with it. I smiled and pulled out my sketchbook as Dylan pulled out his math book. I was sketching Dylan as he worked when I froze, seeing both Dakota and Todd walk in as the bell rang.

"Dylan, don't you have a weights class to get to?" I poked Dylan and he blinked in surprise. "The bell just rang."

"Shit," he muttered and shoved his stuff into his back and ran out of the room.

"Excuse me, you're Leo right? All the students we talked to, said that you'd be one we should meet," the one named Todd spoke his eyes were a dark green. Dakota glared and his eyes were a light blue, almost exactly like mine, which seemed unusual.

"Yes," I smiled a little surprised. I offered my hand and spoke, "I'm Leo Taylor."

"I'm Todd Nelson and this is my older brother Dakota. I'm a sophomore and he's a junior," he smiled shaking my hand.

"What is that on your back?" he spoke hesitantly.

"Oh, just my saber. I was a Colorguard captain back in Alaska. I just can't give up dancing with my equipment," I smiled, sliding my hand in the bag and slid out the blade a little to show them before letting it fall back in the bag.

"Wait you're THE Leodora Taylor? The one who helped Colony High get 15th place in Houston?" Todd exclaimed as Dakota's ice blue eyes narrowed.

"Yeah, how'd you hear about that?" I narrowed my eyes.

"Our uncle is Paul Nelson, the band director. He talked about you a lot and showed us a video that he had been given," Todd smiled sitting across from me.

"My brother made that video. I didn't know he gave it to Mr. Nelson."

"He told us that you gave his band the encouragement to get all their energy to start pushing themselves to get back to nationals. He wants to see you perform with him again," Todd smiled as Dakota sat next to him.

"I doubt that will happen. I never know where I'll be moving to next with Jack's job," I sighed, looking at my sketchbook.

The class filled up and went by fast. The teacher, Mr. Hancock, was teaching some of the students how to use the air brush so I got to sit back and sketch. It was unnerving that during the whole class hour Dakota glared at me. Todd was a hyper one and didn't stop talking.