"Cassian, may I have a few words with you?" Who in the world asked someone to talk like that? Well, I think her was the one that does. "What's the matter?" "You know why I choose you to be with me, don't you?" As she was thinking, I already knew the answer, but I wasn't going to admit it so easily, so I chose to play around with her. "I can say it was weird at first, it would be better to have the president and vicepresident in different parts of the school, or at least in different hours, but that's all I can think."

"Even if that's true," she said, "if you are not wondering why?" She got a point, "Even if I were, I'm no one to disagree, at the end you are the president." That was true, and with the principal Keller around me, I couldn't ask for nothing more than be a pawn in her game. "Don't think that I don't know what are you trying, you are not that fool," was she praising me? That was certainly weird, but I just kept my eyes seeing hers, "I am looking forward to work with you, so, please, don't let my expectatives down. You can leave."

As she said, I did it. My classroom wasn't far from the comittee's, as I entered the classroom the teacher, a mid age small guy was lecturing the class about the rules of the school, or that's what I could hear before he noticed me. "Well, so you are the renowned vicepresident from the disciplinary comittee, am I wrong?" "No, you are right, sorry for being late, comittee's business."

And just with that I moved to my seat, which surprisingly was next to the girl from the comittee. "What took you so long?" She asked, "Flora right? Well the president had something to say to me, nothing to worry about." She nodded and the conversation ended there. The teacher presented himself again for me, his surname was Ackley and he wanted us to call him Teacher Ackley or teacher, just plain. 

It was a little hard to keep the track of the class because the "few words" with Vanessa were enough to make me miss a lot of the class. Flora who noticed this called me by using her hand. "You are lost, aren't you?" She was really kind, just as I thought before, "if you want you can use my notes, I don't mind it," "Thanks, you saved me." I lied, even if I could't keep the track, it wasn't something hard to understand by yourself, but her kindness was enough to make me thank her, she was dangerous in that way. 

"What about your brother? Isn't he in this class?" I asked, "no, he is in the special classes." Even in the nobility were ranks, and the school knew it well. For the sons and daughters of the royalty, some nobles and the greatest exos, was an special classroom, and our president was one of the students that had that privilige, for me a black sheep, and Flora, the second daughter from her house was just a far fantasy being part of that class. Even when both were twins, just one of them could heir the tittle that their father had, and Eliya was the choosen one for that duty. 

"I see," some people feel bad when they know that the only was to continue living the lifestyle of a noble is marrying a noble, but Flora didn't seemed bad for it, that was werid, but not in a bad way, she was special, or at least, she was trying to be special, but for me, trying that hard was too much, I was no one to judge what was she doing with her own life.

The teacher was talking about the school and it's story more than anything. It was boring, more than anything I had done in the last year training for being at the ranking's top, but Flora made it easier talking with me while the teacher explained. Even if it was her first year she was well-known about the school, she was more capable than the teacher to explain it, so I paid more attention to her than to the teacher. 

"Thank you, you saved me back then," I said. "Is not necessary, is okay," her smile was bright, really beautiful if you ask me, but there was something else than just her kindness and her smile, but I couldn't guess what. "Are you okey about the comittee?" She seemed concerned about it, and maybe the reason about it was obvious. "If you mean about if I am okay being part of it when I'm a black sheep, yes I have no problems with it, what's more, the only thing that really bothers me is being part of it, even I were son of a king, a duke, or a high ranking exo, my answer would be the same, but as you may guess, I have no options."

She just kept staring at me after my answer, but then the bell rang.  After it, she finally spoke "I see, I think we have different classes right now, so please, do me a favor and try to not being late for your next class, I won't be able to lend you my notes, so, see you in our next term."

As she said, even if there were classes and groups, we were together just some ours of the day, we had our first hour and the last three together, between those we had different classes, for example, my next class was magic fighting, as my fighting style hadn't a weapon, I chose magic fighting, but there were other classes like swordsmanship, archery, alchemy, combat hand to hand (I also chose this), magic caster, forge, and another bunch of other subjects that were imparted on the school. 

But if I weren't wrong, the next class would be theoric.