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Burkins Academy

Alice stops with him, "I'm not, not normally." She says furrowing her eyebrows. She still hadn't become out if breath, "Maybe I'm just in the mood to run." She says. She looks at him and looks at the other who kept running. She then looks at the teacher and smiles weakly, knowing they'd yell at her to keep running.
 
"Maybe." He says, shrugging his shoulders. He begins to jog again, knowing what would happen if he stopped for too long. He couldn't be bothered to be yelled at twice on his first day. As he jogs, he directs his main attention to keeping upright. He was quite clumsy at the best of times. "So uh, tell me a little about yourself, miss Alice Cooper." He says, and smiles at her, before raising a hand and moving some hair that had fallen into his eyes away.
 
Alice starts to jog along side him, she glances it him, still not out of breath. She smiles, "My favourite colour is blue and I live with my mother, never knew my father." She says before smiling. She keeps jogging, looking at him. A lot if people had become tired and slowed down.
 
"Blue is a great colour, but can you really compare it to the greens of forests or the oranges of a sunset?" He says, as though quoting, dramatically. He laughs at the end, "but no seriously my favourite colour is green." He smiles, "and I'm sorry about you not knowing your dad. Must suck to not have one." He says, but doesn't say anything about his own parents.
 
Alice shrugs, "You can't miss what you didn't have, right?" She says with a small smile looking around slowly. She continues to jog, "and I prefer blue, though, don't get me wrong, green is nice too." She says with a small laugh.
 
"That's right, I suppose." He says, and shrugs his shoulders, slowing the jog slightly. "I mean, if they were never there, then that's one thing. It's a good thing they didn't leave you when you were older. You know the type that think, oh I'll just hold on till she's a little older, but then leave when you are." He frowns, "but ah, depressing shit right there, let's not talk about that."
 
Alice smiles weakly, "That would make it a hell of a lot worse I suppose." She says continuing to jog. She looks at him and then sighs slowly. She wipes her faces, a small sweat appearing. She was finally starting to feel tired. She sighs, "So, what brought here?" She asks, changing the subject.
 
"To this country? Or this town?" He says, knowing they were two completely separate things. For one, he couldn't really tell her why he moved to the town without making up some massive lie. But he could why he came to the country. But that wouldn't really be avoiding the depressing topic, would it? Ah well, she asked.
 
Alice smiles, "The country, you're British, right?" She says with a grin. She looks at him, curious now. She looks at him and continues to jog, wiping her face. Looks at the others, they were slowly catching up with them now, as they slowed down.
 
"Well, if I'm honest. Uh... My grandmother got ill. Like very ill, and she couldn't look after me anymore. So, she sent me to live with my aunt and uncle, who are American. My mum was American, she met my dad, who was British, and moved to England, which is why I'm English, even though my family is American. Does that make sense? Ah." He shrugs his shoulders a little and slows the jog a bit more. He hated PE. When would he get to join the football team? Okay he wouldn't join the football team, that sport was not for him.
 
Alice smiles weakly, "I'm sorry, it must be hard." She says, looking at him. She watches as his slows down, she touches his shoulder, smiling weakly. Her touch as colder than usual, her warmth dull. She looks at him, with an understanding look.
 
She was freezing but he didn't make a fuss out of it, some people were just naturally cold, right? But when she touched him, it was like the world went black for a moment, except it didn't go black... But all he could see was death, he could smell it, blood and guts and corpses, he could hear the screams. To anyone else he looked like he was staring at her with furrowed eyebrows for a few awkward seconds, but he could see it all clearly. When the vision cleared he yanked his arm away from her and mumbled an apology before walking in the opposite direction and away from the field back to the changing room, despite the teachers protests.
 
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Alice stares at him, furrowing her eyebrows at his sudden leave. She felt offended, like she had done something wrong. She looks at everyone, who seemed to be focused on her. She sighs quietly, speeding up her jog until she was in a fast run, over taking everyone, even the one who were faster.
 
He barged into the changing room and over to a mirror, looking in it and rubbing his eyes. He knew he could do things, yes, but they were minor things like lighting candles and blowing them out, and he had to concentrate on those. But now, he could see things too? He noticed his nose bleeding, and quickly wiped it away. He needed to ask his aunt about this, he really did. But he'd have to wait until he got home. He takes a shaky breath, deciding to get changed and wait out the rest of the lesson.
 
Alice frowns, looking behind her at everyone. They still stared, but only a few people glared at her. Why did it matter if she was faster now? She didn't understand. She'd always been able to run, just not this fast. She was sweating now, but not that out of breath. She stops running and stands to the side, sighing and suddenly becoming very out of breath. She looks around and just sits down, ignoring the teacher when she yells at her.
 
After Fenton was finished changing, he grabbed his backpack and walked out of the changing rooms and out onto the field, but stayed where the teacher couldn't see him. Opening his backpack, he pulled out a packet of cigarettes and lit one, putting it between his teeth and taking a drag. He wasn't technically speaking supposed to smoke, and he definitely wasn't allowed, but that wouldn't stop him. He thought about what he'd seen. Death. Why had he seen that?
 
Alice lies on the grass, staring at the sky, she was out of breath now. Confused, she was definitely confused now, she stares at everyone. Why did Fenton leaves so quickly, had she upset him? She shrugs slowly, sitting up at bringing a hand through her hair. She stares at a boy that was approaching, his name was Dylan, she didn't know him, not properly. She smiles weakly, furrowing her eyebrows, "Hey?" She murmurs, she looks at him, noticing his glare, "Why is everyone glaring at me today?" She murmurs and clearly he heard because his mouth turned up into a cruel smile which soon faded.


Alice frowns at him as he starts to talk, "The little lamb is growing up, to find she's not a sheep." He sings quietly so only Alice could hear. She watches as he starts running again, hearing his small laugh.
 
The lesson was soon over, and Fenton headed to maths. A subject he had no clue about. He hated maths, always had, always would. He took a seat at the back of the room away from people, his head in his hands. That vision had left him feeling lightheaded, and a sick feeling was in his stomach. Had the vision caused the nosebleed, too? So many questions, so little answers. He needed answers. He got his phone out of his topic and text his aunt. 'Visions?' He text, hoping she would understand the question. He hoped that she'd be able to give him answers, and if not, he'd have to find them himself, using grimoirs. Or even by touching Alice again.
 
Alice heads to her next lesson once she was changed back into her clothes. She heads to maths, not knowing who would be in her class. She enters slowly, looking around at the empty seats. She could only two seats left, one at the front and one at the back, next to Fenton. Alive felt as if she should as before sitting next to him, like he had asked her, "Please may I seat beside you?" She asks politely, smiling at him. She wasn't sure what made him rush off so quickly but she wanted to know.
 
He was slightly startled by the random arrival of Alice, and looked up from the table which he was intently staring at. He looks up, and smiles at her, a genuine and warm smile. It couldn't be her fault that he'd had the vision, right? "Sure, uh, yeah take a seat." He says and shrugs his shoulders. He tapped his fingers nervously on his thigh, before moving some of his hair out of his almost black eyes. He pushed the thoughts of visions and witches from his head.
 
Alice smiles back, sitting down carefully and placing her back down on the floor beside her, "So.. What was that all about before?" She asks slowly, looking at him. He seemed nervous to her, noticing him tapping his fingers. She shrugs it off, focusing on the teacher who had just entered the class. She opens her notebook, starting to write notes.
 
"Oh, uh..." He shrugs his shoulders, "I dunno, I felt sick and didn't want to throw up on you. I got a nosebleed when I got inside, so I suppose it's a good thing that I ran off. Sorry about that, I hope I didn't offend you by disappearing." He smiles apologetically, and looks at the front of the class, opening his notebook and writing the date. He hated maths. There was no way he'd pass this class, without magic at least. Ah magic, maybe he could pass this class?
 
Alice smiles at him, "Ahh, okay. I just though maybe I had done something to upset you." She says with a small shrug of her shoulders. She starts to answer the questions, she found maths easy, or well easier than science. She starts to write out the questions, answering them easily.
 
Fenton looks at the first question, and furrows his eyebrows. It was like speaking a whole other language, and he didn't understand any of it. He looks at Alice and widens his eyes. Why was she so good at everything? Running. Maths. Shakespeare. He looked back at his problem and sighed. Nope. "Alright, for one, what the fuck am I looking at here?"
 
Alice grins, "It's algebra, quite simple when you get the hang of it." She says before showing him how to work out the first one, "Maybe you'll have the advantage when we have science, I suck at that." She comments already finished her questions. She taps her hand against the desk, looking around at everyone.
 

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