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âWell, itâs nice to meet you then, Dalzell.â Luthais said with a smile.
A moment after, Dalzell had enquired about how to find the Sports class, of which Luthais had never been to previously, actually. Thinking this over quietly to himself, Luthais used the knowledge that he had gathered already during his first year at the Academy before now, which made things easier when attempting to help the other boy.
âHold on a moment then, and just follow these instructions,â Luthais spoke softly, before digging out a copy of the Academy map that he had laying in one of his pockets, and then quickly scribbling down directions on it and handing it over to Dalzell. âFollow those and youâll get there easy enough.â
A few minutes after the bell rang just then, informing the students that their class was over.
Packing up his things Luthais promptly got to his feet, readying himself to leave the class, before turning back towards the brown haired boy just next to him. âWell, I guess Iâll see you around?â
With that all said the silver haired boy left the classroom and began making his way to his next class which was Drama. After arriving at his next class Luthais quickly got seated and waited for the rest of the students to appear. Once everyone was present the teacher, a middle-aged man with a ponytail, entered the room and quickly began the introduction onto the class.
As the teacher spoke he started with the basic information on the subject, covering the types of things the students would be covering during their first few weeks in the class, such as the history behind drama and those who influenced the art, as well as individual performance skills and related studies such as culture and media later on, amongst other things.
Luthais quickly dug out a pen and some paper and began to take notes.
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Ackley Bee
After the bell rang Ackley had quickly gathered his belongs together before departing his Architectural Design class. Once that subject had finished the white haired boy had no further classes for the rest of the afternoon, and proceeded to make his way back to the boy dorms. Once there, he noticed that there wasnât many students about at this time, and presumed that people were likely in their next classes.
Sitting down in the lounge Ackley brought out his camera and decided to relax for the time being before having to return to his room later on. Since no one was round it was a perfect opportunity to flick through the photos he had taken just before coming to the Academy. He mostly had pictures of his parents and grandmother, along with some of the staff.
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âHold on a moment then, and just follow these instructions⊠Follow those and youâll get there easy enough.â
Dalzell watched as Luthais got out his own version of the map of the Academy and silently studied the silver haired boy as he jotted down some notes. Upon handing the map over Dalzell glanced over the directions briefly before tucking the map away into one of his pockets. That was fortunate.
âThanks cobber,â Dalzell said with a surprising smile. âWould be lost without ya.â
When hearing the bell ring Dalzell instantly looked to his watch to confirm the time, reminding himself mentally that it was one of his favourite classes next, before looking back over towards Luthais.
âWell, I guess Iâll see you around?â
âUh⊠yeah, that would be great.â By the time the brown haired boy managed to reply the other boy had already left, though Dalzell hoped he had heard his response. Oh well, I guess Iâll just need to keep an eye out for that one tomorrow. Anyhow, onward to sports!
Getting to his feet Dalzell grabbed his things together before hurrying out of the class and down the hall. I better stop by the dormitory first though. He thought, knowing that he wanted to get a quick change of clothes before his next class.
When arriving at the dorms Dalzell rushed inside before managing to come to an abrupt halt. Catching his breath the brown haired boy slouched forward to rest his hands against his knees for a moment, before he slid one hand into a pocket to pull out the map that Luthais had given him.
When reading over the silver haired boys notes Dalzell found himself struggling a little to make out the last few lines, and while tilting his gaze upwards he then noticed an unfamiliar white haired boy sat contently in the lounge with a camera. Guess heâs not busy? Donât look like it. Hey, that gives me an idea! Walking over to the other student Dalzell sat down beside him suddenly, before tapping the boys shoulder politely.
âExcuse me?â He quietly spoke. âDo you know where the sports class is being held? A friend wrote out directions but their handwriting is a little hard to make out.â
Ackley almost lost the grip on his camera when feeling someone next to him suddenly, though luckily the short boy managed to maintain his hold on the pricey item without dropping it to the ground. When turning to look up towards the other boy Ackley had an almost puzzled expression.
âSports?â He questioned. âAs far as I am aware thatâs bound to be somewhere near the gym?â
Ackley was practically a stranger to all things sporty though after having his first experience of Physical Education the boy felt different on the matter now than he had previously during the day. When thinking back to early on in the day the master could not help but realize the loneliness he was feeling at that moment without his maid at his side.
âI had a class earlier on in the gym so Iâm pretty sure thatâs where you ought to go, and I know that pretty much all of the sport related classes are usually done around that area, either inside the gym or out on the sport fields.â
Sighing, Ackley placed his camera back inside his bag before facing the boy again. âIâm guessing you have a sports class next? Better watch your not late.â
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âI had a class earlier on in the gym so Iâm pretty sure thatâs where you ought to go, and I know that pretty much all of the sport related classes are usually done around that area, either inside the gym or out on the sport fields.â
âWell that makes sense.â Dalzell muttered. Why didnât I think of that?!
While studying the shorter male student Dalzell couldnât help but sense a feeling of longing from within his small structure, and with that, he figured that maybe the guy could use some loosening up. Well, he sure does seem like he needs some fun about him right now! And hell, who knows, we could be mates! I need some of those around here.
âIâm guessing you have a sports class next? Better watch your not late.â
âWell, Iâm gonna go get changed before I head for my Sports class,â He began softly. âWhen I get back you wanna tag along with me to Sports? I could use getting to know more people, and you seem like you need more activeness in your afternoon right about now.â Hey, I gave it a shot!
Getting to his feet Dalzell offered a brief wave before heading out of the lounge and disappearing upstairs.
Several minutes later the brown haired boy returned at the bottom of the stairs kitted in a simple t-shirt and loose jeans which made movement that much easier and freer. Upon peering his head into the lounge he spotted the other boy again and promptly asked, âYou coming?â
âW-Wait! Hold on⊠thereâŠâ By the time Ackley had called out to the other boy the student had already left and was making his way towards his dorm, presumably.
When sighing to himself again, Ackley remained seated whilst the strange male had left. Taking the time the short master considered what the other boy had said moments ago, mainly about sports, and the possibility of Ackley joining him to the class. When pondering further on the matter Ackley wondered if he really wanted to go? After all it wasnât a class he had been scheduled to do, though his afternoon was free for the remainder of the day, and the white haired boy had mentioned earlier on about his willing to improve and learn many different sports during his time at the Academy.
Additionally, whilst participating in any sports Ackley could possibly impress others, and surprise them, and perhaps prove that he really wasnât as weak as many had thought, including himself. Not to mention, also, the thought of surprising his maid by taking up sports was another thought that crossed the young boys mind occasionally just now. It would show how serious he was about bettering himself and hopefully improve his image all-round.
Although, he hadnât actually said anything about doing actual sports. Merely out of curiosity Ackley thought about going along with the brown haired stranger just to see what the class was really about.
When seeing the same boy reappear Ackley answered, âSure.â
Throwing his bag over his shoulder the smaller boy hurried over to the other male, giving a confident nod before leading the way out of the dormitories. Once outside he continued, âMy nameâs Ackley by the way.â
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âMy nameâs Ackley by the way.â
Once outside of the dormitories Dalzell turned to the boy and said, âIâm Dalzell.â
After leaving the dormitories and making their way over towards the gym the taller boy felt the need to enquire more about the white haired boy who he had come to learn to be known as Ackley. Since only starting at the Academy a few hours ago Dalzell was not all that sure of how to go about the place and hoped to learn a little bit from the student, who unlike himself, seemed more knowledgeable of the area.
During their walk he asked, âSo, Ackley, what brings you to Masuta Academy?â By the looks of it he must come from a pretty well-off family, though what exactly their wealthy from I donât really know. Either way it couldnât hurt to find out.
âMy parents, mostly,â Ackley replied with a shrug. âThey want me to get a good education, you know.â
Eventually, after walking quite a bit through the Academy, the two boys reached the gym. By the time they entered the building Ackley could already see a large group of students huddled round a teacher, a young man, who was issuing out information to the students at that moment. When daring to walk closer to the group Ackley anxiously looked around towards Dalzell.
âYou sure this was a good idea? Iâm dreadful at sports.â Ackley muttered uneasily.
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âMy parents, mostly⊠They want me to get a good education, you know.â
âI can understand that.â Parents are parents, after all.
When arriving at the gym Dalzell studied the building in an awing manner. Wow, I never thought it would be this big! So huge and clean too! I wonder what kind of stuff they got going on here? Itâll sure be interesting, at least. I really gotta come back here in my spare time. Heck, I---
âYou sure this was a good idea? Iâm dreadful at sports.â
Sparing a moment, the tall boy glanced down towards his smaller companion.
âHey, everyone is to begin with, you know.â He assured the boy with a broad smile. âTrust me.â
As they stood closer to the group Dalzell managed to hear what the teacher was saying. From what he could gather, the teacher was just going over basic rules and what was available for the students such as the activities that were held within the gym and those that took place outside on the fields. I donât really know what sport in particular I want to do, I kinda wanna do a whole lot at once. Ha! I Better get a little more serious about this though.
Once their orientation into the class was complete the teacher put a register on the wall for the students to sign their names onto, a way to more or less show who was actually willing to participate in the class. By the looks of it anyone could join.
Once signing his name, Dalzell turned to Ackley. âWanna go for a wonder? I heard thereâs fields outside for some of the other sports so we could go check them out.â
Charles frowned a little. "Stuff that out of control is exactly why I hate politics. Anyway, that had to be rough for you."
The Grecian nodded. "I don't want to talk about it further." She looked up, again. "Noel, would you happen to be needing a maid? Anna, Charle's ex, was my mistress before she moved back to Germany with Andrew, so I am in need of a mistress."
The pale haired girl frowned and her eyes grew sad while she flopped down not paying anymore attention until she faintly drifted back to the present hearing Agatha ask her a question. She had not heard everything but she registered enough. "I don't have a maid I guess..." She sighed heavily still upset about being a representation of negative ideas and things.
Agatha nodded. "Non siamo tryng per mettere. Prometto, non entrerĂČ e sul mio passato. Non davvero parlo molto, comunque. Inoltre, sarebbe gentile di divertimento da condividere segreti in una lingua sappiamo entrambi." We're not tryng to put you down. I promise, I won't go on and on about my past. I don't really talk much, anyway. Besides, it would be kind of fun to share secrets in a language we both know.
Ackley paused as he looked up to Dalzell, attempting to quietly gather his thoughts at that moment while all the same trying to become more at ease with his oddly sporting friend. Smiling just then, the small boy offered a friendly grin to his newfound acquaintance before turning to face the other students and their teacher, who continued on with their orientation. Once it was all done with Ackley hesitated briefly when concerned with the register, debating with himself on whether to join the class, and what the subject would involve by doing so.
After a minute or two worth of thoughts, Ackley just shrugged off his initial anxiety and signed his name down on the register, after Dalzell. When turning to the boy Ackley promptly answered, âSure. Outside sounds good.â
Heading outside Ackley remained close to the brown haired boy, his previous worries still lingering somewhat. As they reached the football field the short master sighed quietly.
âHey, Dalzell, is sports really all that great?â Ackley pondered with a slight frown. âUntil now, I have never played any sports, at all. I was wondering what was so good about it? Even my maid is very much involved with gymnastics and all of that. Everyone seems to be into it.â Tilting his head a little he turned to face the boy. âThat reminds me, have you found a maid or butler yet? Everyone needs one.â
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âHey, Dalzell, is sports really all that great?â
After reaching the field Dalzell stretched his arms up high and yawned lazily before hearing the white haired boy talking to him. Turning to face him, Dalzell almost seemed shocked to hear such a thing.
âUntil now, I have never played any sports, at all. I was wondering what was so good about it? Even my maid is very much involved with gymnastics and all of that. Everyone seems to be into it.â
That explains it. Dalzell silently looked at Ackley. Heâs never played any sports? Never? How does someone not play sports? Ainât it a sort of requirement of childhood? This is very not-normal.
âWhy havenât you played any sports?â He inquired. âSomething up with you, or what?â
âThat reminds me, have you found a maid or butler yet? Everyone needs one.â
Blinking in mid-thought Dalzell gave a loose shrug. âNot really.â He knew eventually that he would need to find a butler to take on during his time at the Academy, though the problem was simply on the who would be his butler. âIâll find one at some point, donât worry about it.â
Noel was actually fairly good at dancing as both a male and female. As they danced past Charles she smirked. "Don't worry my little red headed flower I shall dance with you next!" Noel kept the french man accent while she spoke to Charle's she thought a little bit of goofiness would lift up the two somewhat gloom and doom students. When it was time to switch Noel finished off the dance like a pro and grinned when the teacher commented on her skill's as a male dancer but expect to see her in her place as a girl this time.
âNothing is wrong with me! Iâm just⊠not as fit as most people, thatâs all,â Ackley sighed miserably and nodded. âAlthough, I guess you could say thatâs whatâs up with me.â Huffing, he then turned his gaze towards the ground. âMy parents didnât allow me to participate in sports because they were afraid I would strain myself and become ill again since I was a pretty sick child, you see. However as I got older I began to get better and they eventually approved of me attending this Academy.â
Pausing for a moment, Ackley returned his attention back up and onto Dalzell. âI really want to get better at these⊠sort of things, you understand?â He quietly asked. âI wouldnât have came here if I hadnât met you there in the dormitories, I probably wouldâve sat fiddling with my camera for hours knowing myself.â Ackley couldnât help but laugh somewhat at the realization.
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âMy parents didnât allow me to participate in sports because they were afraid I would strain myself and become ill again since I was a pretty sick child, you see. However as I got older I began to get better and they eventually approved of me attending this Academy.â
âThat mustâve dragged a little, huh? I canât imagine not running around in the gardens, or kicking a ball about the place. What did you do instead of sports, then? Iâm guessing you had other hobbies?â
âI really want to get better at these⊠sort of things, you understand?â
âYeah, I get you.â Dalzell offered a comforting smile before deciding to sit down on the grass and motion for Ackley to come down beside him. âYou know, it doesnât matter how unwell you are, I think your pretty neat in your own way. Your way more down to Earth than some other people I know which is a really refreshing quality to have.â
âI wouldnât have came here if I hadnât met you there in the dormitories, I probably wouldâve sat fiddling with my camera for hours knowing myself.â
âSay, do you have your camera with you right now? Why not take a photo of this wonderful moment in time, the moment from when you took up Sports? Kinda nice to remember donât you think?â
Ackley looked up to Dalzell. âMy family had a large library so I done a lot of reading during my early years before taking up an interest in photography. However as of late Iâve been more involved with my parents real estate business, maybe youâve heard of it? Theyâre the founders of Bee Buildings.â
Moving over Ackley sat down beside Dalzell before placing his backpack by his side. When turning to face the older boy Ackley seemed a little surprised. âR-Really? You think⊠Iâm neat?â Looking away somewhat sheepishly the white haired boy nervously sat quietly for a moment before continuing, âI donât often get compliments like that⊠thank you.â
When hearing Dalzell mention the camera just then Ackley gave a slow nod in response. âYeah⊠I take it with me everywhere, you know.â Rummaging about in his backpack Ackley proceeded to lift out the camera in question before holding it up high to show Dalzell. âI suppose a photo wouldnât hurt, Iâve actually been meaning to take a number of photoâs since starting at the Academy though I havenât had the time. I guess youâre going to be my first subject, eh?â
Katherine followed Daileass to the Art building, passing a dark brown haired boy who was standing in front of the door. Once Dail found a seat, she sat down next to him. She took out her notebook and a pen, just before the teacher arrived. As the class began, the petite mistress took some notes on the variety of things theyâd be learning during the year; such as art styles, famous artists, medias, as well as the kind of materials theyâd be using and what kind of projects the students would be doing throughout the year in class.
Class was pretty much finished, so Kat turned to her butler, thinking of a moment about the question he asked her. "Yeah, I have one more class, its music." She answered, hearing the bell ring. "Well, I guess I'll see you tomorrow. So, have a nice rest of the day." She smiled, packing her thing up, and then standing up. "Bye Dail." With that, she headed out the door and to the Theater, where the Music class is held in.
The Art building wasn't that far from the Theater, it was actually right next to it. Katherine got into the classroom within, noticing instruments and other students up on the stage. The teacher, a slightly plump man in his mid-thirties, told the class that today students were allowed to experiment with different instruments to get a feel for them. He also told the class that theyâd actually start class tomorrow with note and so forth.
Kat took a few minutes to look around at all the different instruments that were there; string instruments like violins, cellos, harps, ukuleles, and guitars; keyboard instruments like pianos and even accordions; percussion instruments like drums and bongos; electronic instruments like the keyboard and synthesizer; but there were no wind instruments. Right when she laid eyes on the grand piano, the brown haired girl made her way over to it. Carefully, she traced her hands along the keys, sitting down on the stool. She placed her left down in position, taking a deep breath, and playing the first few notes. Then she moved her right hand onto the keys and continued playing the rest of the song. As she was playing, she had closed her eyes, smiling, and just let the notes flow through her fingers onto the keys. She was playing a song her grandmother had always played for her.
"That was magnificent!"
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Poor Agatha went speechless in utter confusion as she suddenly was dancing with Noel. Wide-eyed, she could not even think of something to say. Relief came when it was time to switch, though she was careful not to say a word about it or even sigh.
Charles, on the other hand, attempted not to laugh. He thought the whole situation was funny. Finally, he walked up and began dancing the waltz with Noel. He simply said to her, "That was hilarious!"
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âMy family had a large library so I done a lot of reading during my early years before taking up an interest in photography. However as of late Iâve been more involved with my parents real estate business, maybe youâve heard of it? Theyâre the founders of Bee Buildings.â
âBee Buildings? So your Ackley Bee?â Dalzell pondered this lightly. âMy mum and aunt would likely know as they deal with things relating to the business. Ever heard of Playthingz? Toy manufacturers? Thatâs our business. We specialize in toys.â
âI suppose a photo wouldnât hurt, Iâve actually been meaning to take a number of photoâs since starting at the Academy though I havenât had the time. I guess youâre going to be my first subject, eh?â
âHey, Letâs both be in it!â Swinging an arm round the unsuspecting lad Dalzell brought forth the broadest smile he could while posing innocently beside Ackley closely for the photo.
âYeah, Iâll see you tomorrow. Goodbye Katherine.â
Getting his things together the butler left the room and began to make his way home. Since all of his classes for the day were over the blonde boy had no other need to be in the Academy, and therefore decided to promptly make his way home and tend to things. As he was heading out of the main gates of the Academy Dail noticed other students venturing out too and presumably going to their homes as well.
Eventually once arriving home Dail called, âThatâs me home!â Before disappearing off into his room. He knew his grandfather would be around somewhere and decided that it was best to start preparing things out for tomorrow such as clothes, notebooks, and all of the likes.
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Ackley Bee
âYeah, Ackley Bee is my name, and the brand sounds familiar I may have been in one of your shops actually.â
As Dalzell got closer Ackley jumped a little with surprise, before managing to calm himself and hold the camera steadily in his hands. Smiling, he held the camera out in front of the two of them before snapping a photo quickly. Once it flashed, Ackley blinked suddenly before bringing the camera over to himself again.
âThis will be the first photo to go in my scrapbook,â Ackley muttered as he studied the photo that remained visible on the screen of his camera. âMaybe this will be the first of many to come?â
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âThis will be the first photo to go in my scrapbook⊠Maybe this will be the first of many to come?â
âWell, I am honored Ackley Bee to be the first in your scrapbook! May I be in that scrapbook of yours for many a time for sure, my little cobber!â Dalzell laughed lightly as he pulled away from the boy. âI think that photo might be the start of a friendship, donât you say?â
Stretching his arms up the brown haired boy flopped down backwards onto the grass before resting his hands snuggly behind his head as he focused back onto Ackley. âSince this is our fist day I think we can agree to take it easy this time, as come tomorrow I challenge you, Ackley Bee, to a game of Football! What do you say? An easy one on one game, best out of three?â
âChallenge me?!â Ackley fretted. âYou do know I am terrible at sports, right?â
With a heavy sigh the smaller boy couldnât really reuse the offer, after what he had just said, it would be rather hypocritical of himself to do so. âWell, as a friend, you would go easy on me, right?â He questioned with a hopeful smile. âOther than that I suppose I could accept your challenge.â
Shrugging, and then stretching his arms apart, Ackley looked up to the sky. âTaking it easy sounds good.â
Roland had been in basketball practice for half an hour. While most of the teammates were practicing passes and free throws, he and is Italian friend, Giovanni, were doing a one on one match against each other. Once it was time to leave, the two friends headed off into the locker room to grab their things. Then they went back to the dorms to take a shower.
After feeling refreshed and clean, Roland ignored his homework and instead he went and âborrowedâ his dadâs car, a 1969 ZL1 Camaro. He drove out of the Academyâs front gate and into the city of London.
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Camryn Shaffer
After a half hour of cheer leading practice, Camryn went back to her dorm room to take a shower and change. She really didnât like cheer-leading, but Roland wanted her to do it since he was the âall-starâ basketball player at the Academy, plus her master. Once she showered and a change of a new set of clothes were taken care of, she got started on the small amount homework, knowing Roland wasn't going to do his and take hers before class began to copy it.
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Sasha Pavlichenko
After her Photography class, Sasha went back to her dorm to compete the little homework she had. âI need to find a master, or mistress, I was going to ask that one girl. What was her name? Oh yeah Asami, but it seemed like she went back home. I think she couldnât handle everything yet because of her health problems. She thought out loud, leaning back in her desk chair.
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Katherine Prescott
Katherine opened her eyes, hearing a boyâs voice complimenting her on how she played. When she turned around on the seat, Eliab was sitting down a bit away, with a guitar next to him. âOh, thank you.â She smiled, a little blush from the applause fazed onto her cheeks. She got up and walked over to Eliab, taking the empty seat that was next to him. âYou like the guitar, right?â She said, glancing down at the guitar.
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