Aida

As we heard the whistle, the game began, and the players started to  "burn" each-other out of the game. On my team, the remaining ones were: me, William, Austin, Donald, and Nataniel, while on Eduard's side: Diego, Roslip, Filip and Aleks had remained in the game. 

Apparently, we could use our powers. And WEAPONS! For example, Diego - the guy I met during my first encounter with the G.A students - could use dual swords. I had fun watching him slicing the BurningBalls in half. You know, like those satisfying videos you can find in Tytube?     

But my favorite one was the tall guy who didn't have to move at all to stop the balls. I stayed behind the all time, so I can analyzed the all situation. 

"Hey, Nataniel, how can you stop things like that? Do not you possess any special power?" I asked.

"I can create invisible barriers, two times stronger than diamonds and nothing breaks it," he explained, as a BurningBall crash into his barrier. From the other team, I looked at Diego, who was slicing all the burning-balls that came his way with an eastern style sword. Wait... like a real Asyanian sword - cool, but he looks like a Spaniard, though. By the way, they allow you to utilize your powers and training weapons; of course, the training weapons we have purchased ourselves. Since they are not the school's property, the damage is yours. Diego has a supernatural force that makes him look like a demon. That weapon suits him.

"Diego David-Itou, you're convicted for slicing 8 burning-balls of the gym," prf. Astor sounded the whistle.

"What the..," Diego was about to curse, but an energic throwing interrupted him and prf. Astor did not see it.

"What? I didn't hear that. Sorry! Are you mad?" Donald started mocking.

He didn't see the burning-ball Diego flew at him with an astonishing speed, which Donald could dodge luckily. Diego glared at him, "We will continue this later."

"Tired already Eduard!" William patted.

"Shut your mouth, tulip-head," Eduard replied and gave him a powerful throwing.

"That's what you call a decent throwing."

William took aim once again, but Edward avoided it. A smile appeared on his face like he knew he will win against his rival.

"What's with that laugh?!" William noticed it. His opponent's powers were enabled. Eduard's power allows him to command things according to his will; to slice them, to shatter them even to transport them within a certain area.

"10 minutes passed," Eduard smirked.

"You got to be kidding!" he yelled after taking a heavy blow to his head.

"Tired already William," he provoked. That's "Deadly Blow".

"Hey, Eduard can I join you?" Austin stepped closer.

"Austin, move," Aleks called out from behind the opponents' line. With a powerful motion, the ball hit the wall and formed a hole.

"Austin Mitchen, you're convicted for not wearing gym uniform school," prof. Astor blew the whistle at him.

"What... but play better with my own clothes than with those uncomfortable clothes," he justified himself.

"Alex, you too," prf. Astor commanded.

"Hey, Austin why did he sentence you?"

"Because of what I am wearing," Austin responded.

"Alex for your detention. go take my worksheet from the teachers' office," prf. Astor said.

Round 1 ended. Straight away, it began the second one.

William

Aida approached me and asked eagerly, "Can I ask how is burning-ball played? I know it's a game where you must avoid the burning balls, but..."

She stopped because a standard burning-ball passed through Aida. THROUGH HER!

"Miss, I am so sorry!" Donald fell on his knees. Man, loosen up. She didn't get hurt. Luckily for you.

"Since you got "burnt", you should run to the other side of the gym, behind the opponents; catch a burning ball and attack your opponents."

"Like a ghost for that requires retaliation?" she asked.

"In a way. The team with no active player in the field lose. Goit it?"

"Yes!"

"Good now go."

She was doing good. Aida looks like the type who want to please everyone and in the end of the day want to have a peaceful lifestyle. How selfish! I guess selfish people are the best. Coach Astor blew the whistle, and the game was over.

"10 laps around the gym and get out of here," he yelled. The game tired me so much I need to catch a breath, let alone 10 laps around the gym. Does he have a heart or indeed want to make our life a fuckin' hell?

"Coach Astor, please come at the principal's office," the metallic voice of the loudspeaker filled the air.

"Damn," he uttered and went out. Some guys escaped without completing the laps. The gym's camera doesn't work, so they won't get caught and the last time someone spied, was the last time we had a betrayer at all. I am getting up in three, two, o...

"How about playing a game?" Aida suggested. How can she still talk after that game?

"What?"

"The King's Game," she responded with enthusiasm.

"It is a game where players have to obey a player who has the role of "king"; all will withdraw a number if he or she flop number 1 he or she represents the king and can command other players for around."

"I want to play," Austin yelled.

"I guess it's better than 10 laps," Aleks said.

"This looks interesting." Eduard the panda commented.

"I will play, too.

< Nothing, where Eduard takes part, is good.>

Everybody wanted to play except me. Seriously, it's without a doubt, a silly game.

"Hey William, will you play?" Aida inquired me. Is she staring at me with that determined look on purpose?

The game started. Aida took a paper; devided in smaller pieces and wrote over some numbers.

"All of you take a number," Aida said. I took the number 6. Everyone looked gloomy, except Aida.

"Yes, I got number 1," Aida said. "I am the king. I order you to introduce yourself."

< You call that an order!>

"Diego David-Itou."

"Donald Azzura. But you can't call me Mr. Right."

"Roslip Harper, but call me just Harper. Not Roslip."

"Why?"

"If your doting parents named you Roslip, will you prefer people call you by your surname."

"Nathaniel Di Asia."

"Austin Mitchen. The strongest in school!

< Dream about it!>

"Alex Mitchen. Austin's older brother."

"Eduard Darsy."

"William Freyr," I said my name.

***

"Give me back the letters," Aida said.

Round 2. I noticed "a specific panda" was looking at my number and Aida's. I had the number 9.

"I have number 1," Eduard's sinister words hit me like a bullet.

"I order number 2 and number 9 to fight with each other."

< Damn you!>

Harper yelled, "Couch Astor is coming." We all know what that inevitably means. Get the hell out before the old hawk gets back here.