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Sethrian tried to bury himself in his worksheet and ignore the fact that Renivere seemed to be giggling at him. He saw absolutely nothing funny about the situation. nothing at all.

From the way neither Kasie or Kamil had shown up yet, he assumed it meant they had been shifted out of the class during the schedul change. Which meant he was now alone with people he didn't know, and was far from comfortable around. On one hand, it meant he wouldn't have to do Kasie's work for her, but on the other...he was kind of worried about where she was and how she was faring on her own.

And just when he had resigned himself to being alone with these others, Kamil showed up. He was actually relieved. To see Kamil.

Kamil, who always got into trouble. And usually took Sethrian with him.

But it was better than being alone.

He gave the other boy a sardonic smile. "Glad you could make it," he said dryly.

Kamil Terrace

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What was the point of these worksheets!? If Kamil could speak the language, there was no point to dissect it, right? Right!? And the worksheets made no sense!? Is this even English!?

Kamil sat down in the seat in front of Sethrian so he could turn around and face everyone. Renivere was just finishing a small giggling fest. Wow. Sethrian made her laugh. Or was it Timothy. Maybe it was Timothy since Kamil's brain would really explode from the thought of Sethrian joking around.

"Yup! I made it! Thank Poseidon! This school is like a deep sea trench, you know? Except it's not dark and not full of dangerous fish." Kamil said with a grin. "So...! How are you guys doing on this worksheet that seems to get further and further away from English the more I look at it?"

TIMOTHY FAHRENHEIT

"I'm not weird.
I'm just COOLER
than You!"

Timothy starts to scribbles on the worksheet. With his other hand messing his fully neat hair, he can concentrate with all those blaffing around him.

If only they can keep their voice low as possible. Answering the worksheets are easy quite easy form him. He can finish this in no time, while his brain cells starts to analyze each and every questions. Renivere and Kamil are busy correlating with each other.

"Renivere, try to use some basic terms in english. Little by little you'll get use to it" Grins, He would love to help her.

Extensive training in English symbolism in poetry is making Renivere suffer in normal life. She couldn't even make poetry anyways! Whenever she'd try to say something, she'd be thinking of random symbolism. Like if she wanted to talk about running, all of a sudden she'll be chattering about birds and flying or something like that.

Renivere blushed a little and gave a nod. Sethrian probably would be a better teacher than Renivere. Besides, she needed to learn how to speak English from listening right. So all she has to do is listen!

"I must constantly hammer the ground and be like a rock!" Renivere cried out firmly. [Translation: Renivere's sad attempt to say she would work hard.]

TIMOTHY FAHRENHEIT

"I'm not weird.
I'm just COOLER
than You!"

Done! Timothy placed his arms at the back of his head then starts to rock his chair to and fro. Trying to stretch his numb legs from prolonged sitting. His eyes roams around the classroom to check the other students, still unfinished? He thought. Playing his pen between his fingers, Timothy stares in an open space near the teacher's desk. He's quite distracted thinking what to do next after class.

Juliet looks up when she heard her name. She turns around to look at her team-partners,
"Both are boys..! Well, I'd prefer working with two boys than a girl with english..that..I would take time to understand..." she thinks to herself, "Well, let's go sit next to my team-partners!" she thinks as she goes and sits next to them.

Severin Novaire

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This class was a lot more chattier than the last class still, but at least it wasn't as chatty as yesterday. It was a relief that this class would be a little bit small.

The bell rang to indicate the end of class. Severin turned to the trio. "Feel free to think about what kind of thing you want to describe and come to an agreement. Take your time it won't be due any time soon." Severin told them.

He turned to Kamil and Renivere. "As for you two, it's a little different. Kamil will be having worksheets and I'll try giving Renivere some conversation lessons." Severin said and then he started to head back to his desk. "Class dismissed."

Kamil Terrace

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An essay!? Kamil couldn't help but pity Sethrian, Timothy, and Juliet--who Kamil had yet to meet. It's only the second day of school and the teacher goes and throws an essay at them. And here was Kamil since he was kind of stupid. But Renivere wasn't put in the same situation because she was stupid. No it was more like she needed more practice with speaking.

Kamil wanted to ask what kind of exercises he would be doing when the bell rang. It was time for class to end. Professor Novaire dismissed the class.

Kamil sprang up from his seat and went over to Sethrian.

"Alright! Class is over!" Kamil exclaimed happily. He was ready to do something else now. He might want to take a dip in the pool. He might start flaking soon...

Sethrian stood with an inaudible sigh, gathering his things. "For which I could not be more grateful," he said to Kamil. He did not relish the idea of working with Timothy or Juliet.

"Where are you going to be off to now?" he asked Kamil, as he headed for the door. As for himself, he had no idea. He...didn't really want to just tag along after Kamil but then, he didn't really know many other people. And with all this socialization lately--much of it against his will--a bit of solitude might be nice...