Grace Academy

Alexander Zachary Constantine

Alex chuckled at the cheekiness and confidence of this new boy. Grinning to himself, he took a seat near to the boy and sipped happily at his coffee. "What do you guys have first?" He asked, his eyes scanning around the group of boys. He'd practically grown up at the Auberon's house, always running and round and playing with Andrew's younger sister. In a way, he was happy that he could escape his house and go into a house where they were allowed to be free as they wanted to be bodyguards.

Chatter had filled the breakfast hall, something that he was accustomed to. In his household, all meals seemed to be ate in silence unless his father was in a rather joyful mood. His father was the leader of the family and his mother did whatever her husband said, making sure that everything was perfect for him.

He sighed, thinking of his rather silent childhood, where his father would encourage him to play sports and be a "real man." He brightened up after a moment, remembering that he wasn't at home now...

Charlie Auberon
Charlie turned back to look at Drew when he a soft touch on his shoulder. It didn't look like he was up to any good either. The moment Drew had started with the apology and a straight face, Charlie's suspicions of his younger brother were confirmed. Drew rarely held a straight face when in conversation, and the fact he was talking him up just wasn't right. Of course Charlie was correct in his thinking, this was proved as his younger brother stabbed his fork into one of he sausages on his plate and took it away. Charlie wanted to laugh at his younger brother's antics but he swallowed the urge, he had to play the brother that had just been played.

Him and Drew were always having a bit of fun around each other and so he knew it was his turn to retaliate. So when he saw Drew nudge his plate over slightly he gave his brother a small dismissive notion with his hand. Charlie had plenty of his own food on his own plate, and he wasn't particularly fond of the way Drew felt he had to make up for making fun of his own brother. That and he didn't need another sausage, he had the next turn and it was his to do with what he wanted. So smiling tightly, Charlie tried to make the 'I'm pissed off but I'm going to cover it up with politeness' look stick. He leaned slightly further into the table and his brother. "You're right Drew, I am a great brother," Charlie said, his tone lightening up with personality and amusement as he went. When he was finished though he lifted up his right hand and roughly ruffled his brother's hair. As he took his hand away though he couldn't contain the hearty laughter that bubbled up inside of him at the mess he had created of Drew's hair. That was the problem with brothers; they knew each other far too well and Charlie was no stranger to the fact that Drew cared more about his hair and looks than an average girl.

Through Charlie's laughter he briefly heard Alex ask what they had first. The question caused his laughter to die down though and brought him back to earth. Deciding that messing with his brother was over Charlie turned in his chair slightly and faced Alex. "I have... Uh," Charlie faltered, he had no idea what he had first. To be honest he never did, he cared way too little about things to be that prepared. "Help me out guys..." Charlie said looking over at Drew and Asher, guessing that chances were they had first class together seeing as they were all bodyguards.