As she made her way through the corridors, in desperate search for the A103 class where, according to the small sheet of paper she had crumbled in her hand, she was supposed to have her class of French, Jade was breathing in and out to reduce nervousness. She noticed (well, it wasn't all that hard to do so, to say the truth) the tall boy from under the tree. He was parting the students like Moise the red sea, on the way to his class. Truth to be said, she somewhat wanted to talk to him, but she was worried he may get too much attention already. She slapped herself mentally, saying "you're never gonna get friends that way, plus he seems older, maybe he was here last year, and can tell you where the class is !" and went up to him to ask : "Excuse me, d-do you know where the A103 class is ?" she looked down, thinking sarcastically "yay, best introduction ever, congratulation, Jade !"


Upon hearing muffled chatter behind the door, Daniel raised an eyebrow, and put on his lab coat. "Well, why are they not entering ?" he thought. He went to the door and opened it abruptly, startling the teenagers behind. There was a small group of boys and girl, first of them being the one he recognized as Kire.

-Well gutsy girl, you talk to big burly boys, and are too afraid to open one door ? He said to her, smirking, before looking at all the students. Come on, it's the hour for atoms and acceleration ! He said before turning around and letting the student enter.

He went up to the whiteboard, and wrote his name.
-Well, for any of you being able to read, you can clearly see my name is Daniel Lanton. Please call me Mr Lanton, or even daniel if you wish. Try to avoid Dad, 'cuz you'll get teased for it 'till the end of your life in highschool. And if you ever call me Danny, I'll stuff one of my homemade stinkbomb in your clothes, and trust me, you don't want that. And to the next question, NO, I won't teach you how to make them. There was a general "oooh" at this sentence.
-...yet, we'll wait 'till parents day, I love to see the parents face when I announce it....

You can use anything you want, notebook, binder, random sheets of paper, pink stationnary whatever you want... to take notes in my class, that's up to you. You better take notes though, cuz you won't pass my class by gawking as your neighbour like an hormone ridden carp, anyway.
Well, before we begin, I'll have you do writing. I want your name, parent's job, general aspirations, hobbies, and special abilities on a tiny sheet of paper. Write whatever you feel like afterwards. Afterwards, we'll embark, whether you want it or not, in the wonderful world of chemistry.

Vozhak turned around to see if the small female voice was directed towards him; it was. The girl who spoke to him was the one he had seen outside the school doing the put-em-up move. Next he annalized what the question was; A103. After taking a moment to think of the answer and what hall they were currently in Vozhak replied, "Should be down this hall, " he pointed towards the direction he was headded, "to right," motioned to the right, "then second door on left when you turn down language hall." Vozhak realized that what he just tried to explain might have caused confusion so he followed up his directions with, "Or I can show you, I head that way."

Kire sighed at his remark wanting to have a witty come-back, but she didn't have one on hand so she made her way to her desk in the front row. She listened to Mr. Lanton's spill, laughing at the funny parts with the rest of the class, then lisened closely at the assignment. It was the usual get-to-know-you assignment but one part struck her as odd. Special bilities? Did he mean strong points? Kire started thinking about the strange occurance that happened at home when summer started. She had been in a fight with her brother over the TV remote. She had yelled at him to just hand it over then her eyes felt like they were on fire. During the time she felt her eyes burning her brother handed the remote over, and that was that. It happened again two months later but this time it was her mom. She wanted her mom to drive her to the mall so she could have a shot at making friends, but her mom needed to start her shift at work. The same burning happened and her mom drove her to the mall.
Realizing that she was behind the class, Kire hurridly pulled out a yellow spiral note book and wrote,

Kire Erdas

Father- Factory owner
Mother- Taxi Driver

I aspire to one day own my father's factory and become a grade school teacher.

I love to sew my own clothes and design new outfits.

She stopped and thought carefuly before writing,

And if I try hard enough people do what I say.

Kire handed in her paper to Mr. Lanton then sat back down at her desk the quickly peeked at her phone for the time then slipped it back into her pocket.

Jade was actually very relieved when the tall Vozhak mentionned heading the same way, because she didn't dare tell him she had not understood his directions at all.
-Ah, thank you very much, it's very nice of you ! she said and hurried lightly to follow his large strides. Oh ! and I'm Jade, by the way... like the colour ! she laughed, much more at ease now. He seemed nice.
- Vozhak.
She wanted to ask him what was the origin of his name, noticing a particularly stong accent in his voice, but they were now approaching a door labelled A103, and she knew she was already late.
-Ah ! that's it ! Thank you, it was really nice to meet you, Vohzak ! She smiled.
-Yes, nice to meet you too. She waved and saw him hurrying to his class before entering hers. "I hope I didn't make him late !" she thought, sitting down in one of the few last spot available, as the female teacher started her introduction "Bonjour tout le monde, je suis Caroline Marchand, votre professeure de francais" Damn, the whole course was in French ? they were begginners ! Jade grabbed the book instinctively, and suddenly felt dizzy, as if the room was spinning around her. The teacher was explaining something about being from the North of France and having two cats. Suddenly, a blonde boy interjected, saying "Teacher, we're begginners ! We didn't get anything you just said !"
-Ah ! Sorry, sorry, sometimes I get carried away !, Jade looked around, and was distraught when she saw a large number of confused faces in the classroom. The had not understood ?. She panicked a bit, and the dizziness passed. Suddenly, she didn't understand the teacher anymore when she was talking French. It's happening again, she thought.
The rest of the course went without incident, even though Mrs Marchand's shrill voice seemed to echo in her head. She punctuated all her sentences with "Vous avez compris ? Understood ?"

As Daniel was gathering the assignment, he noticed Kire was watching him stangely. He made a self-note to read her assignment first when class was over, and began the class with the usual chemistry and physics refresher-after-vacations, in the form of a team quizz game.
As the course, and the game ended (with a landslide victory of the VanderWaals Team) he read her assignment.

And if I try enough people do what I say

He frowned, this was too much of a coincidence. First the giant snowman dream, now that.With time, he had learnt to recognize the dreams when they came. Now that you mentionned it, the snowman did stop when he told him to, in his dream. He had to make sure. He'd have to talk to her privately, and to the giant new student too. Something told him he was the snowman. Now, he needed to understand their relationship, and what these falling molecules meant.

Vozhak looked back at Jade entering her classroom while he entered his own and thought, "Sweet girl, yes." BANG. The left side of his face slammed into the door frame.

During the whole class, Vozhak was entirely confused. The woman talked fast and was over enthusiastic, squeaky, and hugely pregnant. She kept saying, "Oh, we'll learn that later in the year but I'll give you a snip-it of it now," before explaining projects. This teacher liked to mover around the room a lot and she would touch the students as she asked them their names. When Squeaky-Pants got to Vozhak and touched his huge shoulder she quickly removed her hand from his freezing shoulder. "Oh my," she exclamed while laughing, "you're so cold!" She laughed in nervousness as she saw the ashamed look on Vozhak's face then asked him for his name, "Vozhak Hobbs." He answered in his booming voice. "My my! Where is that accent from?" Vozhak took a moment to decide if he wanted to say Russia or Rayzan', Russia, "Rayzan', Russia, ma'am." She continued to go on about how "amazing" it was that he was from Russia. Her next statement made Vozhak very uncomfortable, "It's a wonder that you don't melt in our weather!"

Kire made her way to her next class passing the same giant boy that she had spoke to under the trees. She waved to him with a kind smile, but she was already in his blindspot when she did. She kept smiling as she held her self in confidance while she walked down the crowded hallways.

Vozhak could have swore he saw the same girl from this morning but brushed it off trying to find his next class. He passed the B213 several times before he finally entered and took his seat at the back of the room. At least the sciance department had larger desks.

Daniel smiled a he prospect of his next class. Lady luck was with him this day. It looked like Mr Ice giant was in his next class. Vozhak Hobbs he was called. Damn, he thought, he has a hard name to pronounce. Not as bad as the senior called Larry Kluckzidsky though. This one really had it tough.

He began the class the same way as the first one, throwing a few jokes to lighten the mood, mentionning stinkbombs and threatening the students to get Ms Rosebury, the Biology teacher, to make the dissect live cockroaches if they ever called him Danny. What he was interested in though, was the get to know assignment. He felt, for some reason Vozhak would be less open about it, so he decided to throw him a bait.

"So... Before I bore your ears out with mercaptoethanol and perfect gas law, I would like to know a bit about you all, so you'll write a tiny note for me, including your name, your parents job, your general aspirations ... You know, the "I want to be a fireman when I grow up !" thingy !
Err what was I saying... yes, hobbies, and special abilities.... If you can ... I don't know, freeze water by touching it, I wanna know, because that breaks all known laws of physics !" He glanced at Vozhak as he said the last sentence.

Jade, for once did not lose her ways in the corridors to get to her second class, for a good reason : it was physical education. However, the teacher was apparently not intending on making them do sports on the first day, but was explaining what kind of sports they would do this year, and making them do the usual "get to know" paper sheet she already filled once (and in French !). What was worrying her was the afternoon actually.... Physics and chemistry, then maths. Sciences filled afternoon in perspective...

Vozhak ast at attention during Mr.Lanton's introduction, giving a slight crroked smile at the things he found funny and shuddered at his threat to make them dissect live cockroaches. When the assignment came up he had to make mental note about the instructions. Name; parents' jobs; aspir-what? oh, wanted job; hobbies; and.. special abilities. When Mr. Lanton got to special abilities he furrowed his eyebrows. Vozhak grew concerned and his heart leaped when he mentioned freezing water. Did he know? He begain to get anxious, but preforned the asked assignment. He started writing his name in Cyrillic but he caught himself then put a line through it. Starting over he wrote in English,

Vozhak Hobbs

Mother- HR Rep.

Would like to be fisherman

Sculpting clay figures

When he got to special abilities he paused. Vozhak put his hand on his head then scratched his eyebrow. Thoughts of the occurance a few years ago still grabbed at his heart and the insults from his father rung in his head.
It was during winter and he and his family was still in his home town of Rayzan'. He had complained to his mother that he felt hot and may have a feaver. His mom put her hand to his head and told him that he felt cold, not hot. The only thing that soothed him was laying out in the snow in just his underwear. His father laughed at him when he passed Vozhak to get into the house and out of the snow. Vozhak rolled onto his back then reached forward to get momentom to stand up. Breifly the hotness in his hands and arms was replaced with an icy feeling. Extatic about the sudden, yet breif, relief he smilled but it quickly faded when he heard the blood curdling cry of pain that erupted from his father. Fear gripped Vozhak as he stood up, fearing that his dad had fallen on the ice, but to his horror he didn't slip on ice, two icesicles had pierced his father's right leg.
Vozhak's memories were inturrupted by a student tapping his shoulder and holding out her hand to take the piece of paper and turn it in. Quickly he scribbed down,

I can make ice and snow

This time, he did not wait until the end of the course to read Vozhak's assignment. During the quizz game, he took the first opportunity to read it, and all his suspicions were confirmed. The snowman meant him, and the movement stop meant Kise. Was the small molecules models referring to him ? No, he was there himself during the dream.... So, something else ? Or someone else maybe ? He got the idea he was about to find out.
The first thing was to talk to them though, warn them. Some abilities have dreadful repercussions, and they may not know it yet. Just like Aaron.

Time skipped fast, especially since he was deep in thought, which granted him some curious glances from his students. At the end of the class, he quickly went over to Vozhak, asking him if he could meet him at the end of the day. Seeing his anxious look, the teacher added. Don't worry, you won't be alone. He then scurried away, to the teacher's lounge. He had to find Kise's next teacher to ask her the same thing, before most of the teachers went out for lunch.

After sport, Jade was hungry. not that they actually did sport, more like trying desperately not to fall asleep as the balding and sweaty sports teacher was droning away his overly complicated method to grade students "based on their capacities". She also dreaded this moment, because she would have to sit in the cafeteria, and that sitting alone was dreadful, and humiliating. She waited in line anxiously, at the end of a queue of chattering students.

Vozhak hurried down the stairs and into the already over crowed lunch room. The words of his instructor still bouncing around in his mind, "You won't be alone".His stomach growled as the smell of food reached him; he deaded towards the shortest line. He accadentaly bumped into someone and he quickly looked down as he said sorry. It was Jade. Vozhak was some-what excited to see the nice girl once again. "Hello, Jade. I sorry for bumping into you," he appoligized with a small smile.

Kire's once impeckable apperarance was crushed by the expieriance in athletics. She had to lift weights, run half a mile, and to top it all off hold down the sweaty feet of some jock all while being hit on. She couldn't wait for lunch where she could blend in to the crowd. Again, Vozhak stood out like a sore thumb so she rushed over to him and stood behind him in line.

Jade smiled and chuckled upon hearing Vozhak's booming voice. Bumping into him was a bit like bumping into a hard wall, but she was very glad he did so.
"Ahah ! it's fine Vozhak ! it happens to everyone" she said rubbing her shoulder lightly. She pointed a finger upwards, and added "especially to me actually, I'm very clumsy". She laughed and noticed the girl that was talking to Vozhak earlier approaching, and mentionned it to him.
-Hello again, Kire ! Vozhak's strong voice echoed in the lunchroom.
- Yes, nice seeing you again, Kire said, beaming at him. She turned to Jade and added, Kire Erdas, nice to meet you...
-I'm Jade Merryl. Are you alright though ? You seem tired...
- Athletics, it was my last class, Kire said, frowning a bit at the reminder. It was tiring, and... displeaseant.
-Really ? I just had Sports myself, they must have two teachers, because we didn't do a thing, besides trying desperately not to sleep as the teacher explained how the year was supposed to go !
- I'd rather have had that, Kire said, beaming. What about you Vozhak ? What did you have ?
-English and Physics and chemistry. English was tiring, and Physics was...different.
Jade, noticing the weird look on Vozhak's face at the mention of Physics and Chemistry, started to get worried.
-What about it, was it with Mr Lanton ? Because I have him next...
Vozhak did his best trying to calm the small girl down, telling her that it was not bad, that he was probably a good teacher, as Kire eyed him with interest, wondering what he meant by "different"

When Vozhak got to where he could clearly see the food being offered his stomach turned. It was nothing like the food he and his mother prepaired, but it did look like cheap versions of pizza, hamburgers, and weird smiley face fries. With a shudder he grabbed two trays and passed them to the two girls before getting his own. Both saying a thank you he now was faced with the task of choosing something that wouldn't make him sick. He went with the cheap pizza, picked up a bag of baby carrots, and (to him) a tiny carton of milk. When he approached the cashire he pulled out a 50 dollar bill, still being used to Russian currancy, "How much?" he asked worried he wouldnt be able to pay the confused woman. "Uh.. It's only $1.25," she said looking up at him,"do you want to put that in your account?" Kire, interested in the confusion, crained her neck to see what he had in his hand and was amazed to see an actual 50 in his hand. Now a bit embarrased, Vozhak simply said yes to the woman's question and stepped to the side to let Kire pay for her meal then lead both girls to a place to sit. Still amazed, Kire asked Vozhak, "Where did you get that?" but it only made him squirm but he did say, "Overestamate cost."