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Caroline hums a little and looks around as she waits for her next class to begin. She laughs a little when she sees a student sitting in the tree. "Hm..white-ish hair..hah..must be Angela" she thinks to herself as Angela was the only girl Caroline had seen that had white-ish hair. She notices a worried looking boy sitting with his face buried in his knees. "Hm..wonder if everything's alright with him..should I go and ask him if everything's alright..? Eh..I don't know him! Hey look! Another girl..she's standing near the gate..uh..maybe she'll go and help him..um..well, guess I should go and be nice and ask him if everything's alright.." she fights with herself in her thoughts, "Well, let's go be nice..." she says and gets up.

She walks over to Rose. She kneels down, puts her hand on his shoulder and asks, "Um...Hello! I was..just wondering..that..um..is everything alright with you..? I mean you look terribly frightened and upset.. Everything okay?"

After class Isamu decided to go outside for some fresh air. Upon stepping outside he took in a deep breath and smiled a bit to himself, what lovely fresh air it was indeed. He went over to a bench and sat down, pulling his sketchpad out of his backpack. He opened it up to the middle and began drawing some birds with his pencil, ravens. Isamu loved ravens and they were often the main focus of his drawings, along with horses that is.

Isamu heard a rustling noise in a nearby rosebush. Huh, he wondered what it was. Being the curious boy he was he got up off of the bench and walked over, sticking his hands into the flower plant and moving some branches out of his way so that he could see. But as he did this he got a large thorn stuck in his thumb. Cursing in Russian, Isamu jumped away from the rosebush and flailed his hand around, "Ow~ Ow~ ow~!!!" He yelped. He drew his hand up to his mouth and sucked on his thumb, trying to get the thorn out, but it hurt and wouldn't budge. Uh oh.....

Great! Just great! Now he would have to find someone to help him get this blasted thorn out of his thumb! That required talking! Bah! He especially didn't want to see Javor.... the freak..... even the thought of going to the infirmary sent chills up the boys spine. He just knew there was something odd about that man. There had to be. The boy got bad vibes whenever he was around him....

Isamu blushed bright red with embarrassment and removed his thumb from his mouth, holding up his right hand. The large thorn was in rather deep and the skin around it was already red and puffy from where he was just trying to pull it out with his teeth. He looked at Shane with pleading eyes and began rambling on and on in Russian. Thats when Isamu remembered, he wasn't in Russia anymore. Duh.... "Uh, the... erm..." he tried to think of the right word, "Stick is in my..... finger....." he said in his stammering, very broken, English.

Isamu really hoped that Shane could understand what he was saying. Isamu had been lucky so far, everyone seemed to be able to understand the boy, though sometimes they had to listen extra carefully to what it was that he was saying. He really hoped that Shane could help him with his little predicament.

Isamu blinked as he listened to what Shane was saying. "Uh..... what is the word.... yank?" he asked, starting to feel embarrassed yet again. Isamu always got embarrassed when he didn't understand an English word. Having lived in Russia for most of his life didn't help. Besides, yank didn't sound like a very pleasant word to the boy. He didn't know what it meant but it still didn't seem very nice..... he merely shrugged and pinched his finger like he was asked, holding his hand out to Shane.