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"What period do you have art?" Xander asked. He pulled out his schedule for formalitys. He already memorized it. Important stuff Xander could memorize, but trivial stuff that didn't matter he forgot in a heart beat. He saw that he had Art right before lunch. As much as he loved painting pictures of The tower. Having it before lunch was a drag. The simple fact that he had lunch 5 period kinda sucks. After he pulled his schedule out Ezio came up behind him and used his leg as a scratching post. "Ow" Xander exlaimed.