Perfect School

 

I nodded once, my eyes looking to his smile for a moment then up to his eyes. The poor boy. Between his eyes and his smile, he must have gotten his way a lot. But it would not work with me. Emotions were a burden, and a useless weight. They dragged you down, made you inefficient. So, I had buried them deep.

 

I looked down the hall, and the doors that held the rooms for my gender. I had no possessions so the extra space in my room was wasted. The laptop would be as well, as I had nothing to look up. No one to send messages too. But I would keep it and everything they gave to me. The only civilian clothes I would have was the outfit I was wearing. And I was sure in my room the closet would have the special outfit my patron had given me to wear while training. I did in fact have a key. It was sitting in my pocket. I pulled it out and flipped it across my knuckles. I went down the girls hall, passing by all the occupied rooms and went right to the end. The last door in the corner. There were two rooms between myself and the next girl. It was perfect. I unlocked the room and took a quick look around.

 

I hadn't changed, just explored the room, made sure everything was placed where it should be, and that everything worked. In the end I sat cross legged on the floor, hands on my knees, back straight, slow even breathing. Meditation, finding my balance and peace. That is what I planned on, and I got it. When I rose from that position, I left the room, locking it behind me and heading towards my class. I was the second to arrive, the teacher coming in puffing after me.

Jonah:

There were six tables with two chairs at each facing the front of the class where the teacher had a desk and a a massive white board behind the desk.  I took my regular seat at the table right in front of the desk.  Usually each student took their own table, though there was plenty of room for two.  Occasionally the girls in the class would sit together, or we would have to do exercises in pairs.  When Kira came in, I was the only one there, I didn't expect her to join me at my table, but I almost hoped that she would.  This would be a nice class to study her in.

My eyes roamed the room for a moment, gaze sliding right over Jonah. I took in the desks, the chairs, and the whiteboard. I could feel Jonah's gaze on me but instead of joining him like he might have expected or wished. I chose a table that would give me a good view of the room and everyone who came in. I sat down, and waited.

 

 

I only nodded politely to the girl, or was it woman? Her face was a childs...but that body was something girls twice her age would envy. And I doubted she realized what she had. I didn't return her smile I simply looked her over and then focused on the front as the teacher came into the room.

 

Today it seemed was the K-bar. But I already knew everything being talked about. So I waited, arms folded on the desk, my eyes on the teacher. I didn't watch the students or move my eyes from the teacher as I slowly wasted my time in the class. Learning about weapons in a classroom was all fine and good, but it was nothing if you didn't also get to use them. Feel them.

 
 
 

Kira:

I counted each time someone looked at me through out the class. It gave me something to do while the teacher droned on. I made mental notes on who looked the most, who looked the longest, and who did their best to hide their looking. Jonah was high on all three lists. Once class finished up I was finally spoken too. I looked to the offered hand for a moment before taking it in my own small warm one. My hand was lightly calloused, a sign of hard practice, but it was also soft and scar free, but I shook her hand firmly. "Kira. But I assume you knew that." I said, taking her in trying to guess her motivations.

 
 
 

My eyes flicked briefly to the girl beside Kyra then my eyes returned to the girl in front of me. "It is easier than expected." I rolled my shoulders absently my eyes sliding from her to the other members of the room. A few were lingering close enough to listen in, still others were watching the exchange between Kyra and myself. But my eyes found Jonah and the unfriendly female beside him before going back to Kyra. "Ask me questions if you wish. But only if we can walk while you do so."

 
 
 

"I didn't. What my patron wished me to learn, she hired someone to teach me. I am here in the middle of the year, because two days ago I was told to show up here. As for my scores, the tests were easy." I shouldered my backpack and stepped out of the class room. Talking as I walked.

Kyra:

I was a little taken aback by her standoffish manner.  But I wasn't going to leave just like that.  "SO how old are you?"  I asked.  She looked young, and with her scores, she might have been able to get in under the age limit.

I paused at that question, having never had any ask me it. "I believe I am twelve. But no one ever told me a birthdate and it was never celebrated." I shrugged my shoulders. It never really bothered me, especially since I had been warned away from frivolous activities. Holidays were not celebrated, birthdays weren't told, and so any day was the same as any other. The only thing that mattered to me, was the seasons. I liked Fall. It was perhaps the one thing I could honestly say that I liked. The colors, the smells, the slight nip in the air. My least favorite time was summer. But only because of the training I had gone through. I had been forced into living an entire summer in the middle of the Sahara. Training they called it. It was hard and I had nearly died. But I survived.

Kyra:

“That’s ridiculous!”  I said in light outrage.  “In my family,  birthdays are always the best because we’re all together.  My aunt and uncle come visit, and my other uncle comes, and we celebrate for a couple days because there are two of us.”  I said then added, “I have a twin brother, so we get two days for our birthday.  He’s not in these classes with us though because he’s not as good at this kind of stuff.”

"Yes. I remember seeing him." I turned my head to the girl on the other side of Kyra for a moment before focusing ahead again. "I have never had a birthday. It isn't important to me, and I don't have any family who would celebrate a birthday for me. So I feel as if I have missed nothing."

 

I moved over to the corner away from everyone else as the teacher checked us off for entering the class. Once everyone had arrived he clapped his hands with a wicked grin. "Today is challenges. You will challenge someone three times. Short range, mid range, long range. What weapons and the rules for the challenge is up to you. But you must use the same type of weapons, no limiters on what weapon to use, and it can't be an impossible challenge." He rubbed his hands together and then grabbed a remote to open the gates for all the weapons along the walls. "Begin children."