Sebastien had closed his eyes and was about to drift off to sleep when he could hear a soft gasp come from Gabrielle. He opened his eyes again and thought that she must have been in danger with the way that gasp came out. it still was audible for most people, but the old Prince Charming seemed to jump out at the slightest sign of his princesses or his brother being in danger. The hair on the back of his neck rose and he tensed up, even though he hadn't even moved from his position of laying down on his arms. The moment that he noticed that Gabrielle wasn't actually in any danger, he relaxed again. Still, now any tiredness he had was gone.
He didn't seem to pleased about that and just grabbed the granola bar that was still sitting on the corner of his desk. He ate it as if he was angry at something. "What's going on?" He asked between bites. He scanned the room, as if he was still looking for danger that didn't exist. He accidentally glared at a bunch of people before finally relaxing completely again and laying his eyes just on Gabrielle. He knew that there couldn't be anything that bad going on, the girl was just angrily glaring at her phone and then over to some other girl. Sebastien at this point was more curious as to what had gotten Gabrielle so angry rather than trying to protect her from some imaginary danger.
He cleared his throat to get the girl's attention, and the blonde finally turned her head and looked at him. "O-Oh, it's nothing," Gabrielle quickly answered. She tried to be as sweet as possible in her response. She even gave as much of a smile as she could possibly manage for being so angry. "It's stupid, really," Gabrielle tried to reassure. It only got a nod in response from Sebastien as he continued to stare at her with a curious look. He had no idea what he could possibly do in this situation so he just decided to stay out of it for now. He didn't know what was going on, and he really didn't want to know what was going on.
"Okay, if you say so," Sebastien yawned as he stuffed the wrapper from the granola bar into his backpack and stretched out a bit. When the teacher finally appeared, he adjusted his glasses and already looked as if he was bored of this place. Before the class could even get started, the teacher had spotted a late Zhihao who was then quickly directed somewhere else to figure out visa issues. That seemed like a harsh thing to deal with on the first day back to class, Sebastien felt sorry for the poor guy. He was already late, and now he was sent away with bad news. He knew though, that this school would do anything to keep their students in the school, so it wasn't extremely terrible.
Sebastien was about to go back to focusing on what was going on, but then he got a phone in his face. Gabrielle had her phone in Sebastien's face, showing him the text that she had gotten from Anneliese. A smile began to play on his lips as he read the message.
[ text -- > Gabrielle ]
Cinderella has entered the building.
Olivier is so excited.
He couldn't be more happier for his brother as he saw the good news, that smile on his face though, was wiped off his face when the teacher had noticed him and Gabrielle clearly not understanding that class had started. "Gabrielle, give me your phone, right now. Sebastien yours too," The teacher growled. Gabrielle rolled her eyes and walked up to the front to give the teacher her phone. Sebastien rolled his eyes and crossed his arms, not moving from his seat.
"Sebastien..." The teacher glared at the student.
"I don't have my phone on me, you can search me if you want," Sebastien snapped.
"I better not see it then," The teacher huffed and finally went back to his lecture.
"You won't, because I don't have it on me," Sebastien muttered quietly as he rummaged through his bag angrily looking for a pencil and his notebook.
Olivier closed his eyes and let out a slow breath. He had no idea what to say to Zhihao about the whole thing, not when he wasn't as disappointed about it as Zhihao made it sound. He was actually excited about this whole thing, it would be his chance to prove that he was better than his brother. He'd be starting his relationship with his princess before Sebastien even chose which one to start with. He was going to make sure to throw his brother from the top of his throne and be extremely happy while doing so. He'd been quietly waiting for this moment, but he just had to figure out where to begin. He wanted to make sure that he beat his brother in something and he was going to prove it to everyone that he could do just that. He was going to make sure that everyone knew that he was better than his brother and that there was no reason for him to be under his brother's shadow. He just had to calm himself down from all the excitement that was racing through him at the moment. He had to stop himself from beginning to shake and fidget.
When Olivier finally opened his eyes again, Anneliese was smiling at him. He had no idea how to respond to her reaction, so he just looked down at his desk. He had to try his best to repress all the memories that were flooding him, none of them were new to him. They were all memories he had remembered a long time ago. They were all great memories of the ball, they were the first memories he had remembered from his past life. It had been so warm to him, that he had gone back to the memory several times after the first time he had remembered it. Still, now was not the time to day dream. He glanced back at his princess one last time before turning forward as the teacher walked in and got ready for the day. He did notice that Anneliese was busy sending a quick text to someone though, which seemed slightly odd for the girl. She wasn't one to text at all during class, even if it was before class had officially started.
Cecile smiled faintly when Claude had problems saying which fairy tale she came from. It wasn't like she was smiling from her embarrassment, she was just happy that she wasn't the only one to have issues with the whole fairy tale introduction thing. "It never gets easier, it always feels like the strangest thing to have to say your actual name and then follow it up with your fairy tale. You're going to be asked that a lot today, though. I'm sorry about that," Cecile muttered as she went back to her notebook and started writing up some more things on the lines. She had an odd habit of both writing and talking, and it made it look like she wasn't paying attention but she was and she was definitely not writing notes on the conversation she was having. That was just strange, and it was very obvious if anyone looked over that there was probably a very minimal chance that she was writing notes about her conversation, there were strange sketches in the margins and her handwriting was all over the place, sometimes she didn't even write within the lines and would just write wherever there was room.
She glanced over when Claude had asked if this place was decent and thought about a response for a moment. That question could be directed toward anything, and there were a lot of things that Cecile was too interested in, but she figured that she would just give a general answer about the entire school. "Well, schooling wise...I haven't paid attention to the teacher's lectures since my first day here. I remember learning most of these topics from books already, so it doesn't really help to listen to the teacher. Still, the students here are pretty nice, most of them are really laid back. If you ever have any trouble with any of the lessons, I'd suggest going to Anneliese over there with the silver hair. She's got the best grades and is a great tutor. Um...I suggest not angering Sebastien Beauchene, he's like the top guy at this school. He could legitimately make your life terrible if he wanted to, though he doesn't seem like the type to get angered very easily. There are plenty of activities to do after class, you can go out to the town, there's a bus that shuttles students over every half hour. There are also a few clubs and sports teams that happen after school as well, drama club, gardening club, tech club, track and field, and football."
Before they could get into the specifics of the school, the teacher had walked in, ready to start class. The teacher demanded that everyone needed to be quiet so that they could get started right away. A few minutes later, something felt wrong to Cecile. Something wasn't sitting right all of a sudden, like there was something that was getting started that she wasn't too ready for. It was like she could be in danger, and every muscle tensed and relaxed way too quickly. She glanced over at the door thinking that maybe she should excuse herself in case she had gotten some kind of illness, but it had passed so quickly that she wasn't too sure if there was anything to worry about.